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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 3, 2007 20:18:17 GMT
How'd Erin die? Was it because you were too weak to protect her...? Because Speare is holding you back...? Is that it? Did you try to save her...? I mean, you never even lifted a finger against me and you could have. You let her die...It's all your fault. I mean, it is your fault everyone is after her.
Speare will hurt you in the end, just like Hannah did to me! Just like every fucking girl does to every fucking guy who falls in love with them!
I can make you stronger...It requires you to sacrifice something...connections...Speare...
Sinner's don't get a second chance...
I killed her...I'd do it again if I had the chance...
I'll always be your girl, Ian...
I sit up, immediately, breath catching in my throat, heart racing...this is why it's best not to sleep.
I get up, walking tiredly over to the other side of the room, picking up the file again, knowing I wouldn't get to sleep until I could get Heightington's voice out of my head and I wouldn't get that out of my head until I had revenge.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 4, 2007 18:11:33 GMT
Interesting choice of words. You scared of heights Speare?
I jerk awake, Payne's voice wouldn't stay out of my head.
I sit up a bit realizing Ian wasn't next to me.
"Ian?" I look over, he was hunched over those stupid files again."Tiger?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 4, 2007 18:33:20 GMT
I look up briefly, then go back to reading, "Yeah?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 4, 2007 19:35:20 GMT
"Ian what arre you doing?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 4, 2007 19:41:25 GMT
"Reading," I mutter.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 4, 2007 19:48:47 GMT
"It's those stupid files again isn't it?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 4, 2007 19:49:20 GMT
"Yeah." I say, not looking up.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 4, 2007 19:52:14 GMT
I sigh,"Ian come back to bed, you can look at those things tomorrow." And every other second, lke you usually do.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 4, 2007 19:58:59 GMT
"No, I'm onto something this time..." I mutter, turning the page.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 4, 2007 20:02:56 GMT
"Ian, your acting crazy you know that? Your obessing over these files, Tiger, it's not healthy."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 4, 2007 20:04:33 GMT
"I need to do this." I say quietly, "I just-...I have to find-...something."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 4, 2007 20:08:37 GMT
"Ian, please." I beg."Your really starting to scare me. Gid's worried about you too."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 4, 2007 20:10:45 GMT
"You don't-..." I start to say, then pause, "If-...never mind. Just-...this is important."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 4, 2007 20:14:08 GMT
"I don't what? I don't understand? No, I don't. I don't understand whats so important about some files on a guy whos dead."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 4, 2007 20:16:26 GMT
Because he's not dead. Because he killed Erin.
"I don't expect you to." I say quietly, wishing I could tell her, but not daring to.
You breathe a word of this to anyone...and you're little slut's going to pay.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 4, 2007 20:21:26 GMT
"Is that so?" I ask slightly insulted.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 4, 2007 20:23:39 GMT
"Without knowing everything about this, no, I don't expect you to understand what the fuck I'm doing and I'm perfectly aware that I'm coming across, as Gid put it, as 'fucking insane and unbearably Ian-ish' but-..." I stop, "Well, that's it."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 4, 2007 20:25:59 GMT
I get up from the bed,"Fine then." I say keeping my cool."I'll be in my room, come find me when you stop acting like a crazy person."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 4, 2007 20:30:13 GMT
I grit my teeth slightly, clenching my fist frustratedly around the file, then smooting it out again and carrying on reading, muttering under my breath, "I'll stop acting like a crazy person when I get revenge..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 4, 2007 22:42:19 GMT
I walk across the hall into my own room, slamming the door behind me.
I give a frustrated sigh walking over to the window and opening it.
I sit on the ledge looking up at the moon,"What is so fucking important about those stupid files?"I mutter to myself.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 5, 2007 9:13:45 GMT
I sit down heavily on the bed, "Just give up on this already." I mutter quietly.
Oh yeah? Would Erin give up if it was you that was dead?
Of course not. But it's not you-...it's her.
Fuck that. You need revenge. You need it. Then everything's going to be alright again.
No it fucking isn't. She's dead and it's your fault and finding a way to get back at him isn't going to achieve anything and you know it so just fucking give up.
Or find another way...
There is no other way. He fucked with you, you fuck with him back, that's the plan.
But he killed Erin. He killed her. Because you never stopped him...you could have. You could have incapacitated him, you could have killed him before he got to her. You still can kill him, you're a murderer anyway...this time you have a reason...
I stand up again, pulling on my jacket, clenching my fist around my wand and heading out into the hall, pausing outside Maddie's door, wondering if I should tell her I was going out or just going.
Yeah, and what if you don't come back?
At this thought, I push open the door, "Maddie?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 5, 2007 17:37:04 GMT
I look down, my breath catching in my throat as his voice rings in my head.You scared of heights Speare? "Get my out of my head Payne." I mutter under my breath."I can't take this I can't think." I mutter standing on the window ledge grabbing onto the roof.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 5, 2007 17:49:03 GMT
"Maddie?" I frown slightly, realising she isn't in the room, even though I'd heard the door shut.
Stowing my wand again, I glance into the room again, this time spotting her on the window ledge, "Maddie, come on, get down from there."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 5, 2007 17:54:29 GMT
I keep a firm grip on the roof as I pull myself up. I rise slowly to my feet, a smal breeze blowing. "I need to think." I mutter walking to the middle of the roof.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 5, 2007 17:56:11 GMT
I walk over to the window, watching her make her way to the middle of the roof, "Be careful."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 5, 2007 17:58:16 GMT
I strech my arms out, helping me to keep my balance."Don't look down." I whisper quietly to myself.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 5, 2007 18:01:46 GMT
It's very hard to not trying to pull her back in.
Opening the door...a flash of red hair over the edge...throwing myself against the wall...reaching for her...falling too fast...
My hands start to shake slightly where I'm gripping so tightly to the ledge.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 5, 2007 18:10:44 GMT
'Jane Marie you get down from there this, your going to fall.'
'No i'm not mum, I'm fine see.'
I take a deep breath then sit cross legged on the roof.
"You worry to much." I whisper quietly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 5, 2007 18:13:46 GMT
"Maddie, please come down." I say softly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 5, 2007 18:15:22 GMT
I turn, realizing for the first time he was there."Ian?"
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