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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 14:44:27 GMT
I sat down gently on the porch swing in front of the house.
It was all coming together nicely, and according to Sirius we'd be back home in about a month.
I sighed leaning back, hands clenched tightly around the glass I was holding.
Do you fear death Speare?
Shut up, stop thinking about it Maddie...
I close my eyes, trying to calm down.
Logan, Jerami, Regulus, Kevin, they've all gotten close to killing you, Payne nearly got you. You can't keep doing this.
I try not to think about how close, Kevin had actually gotten, I was still sore for my last encounter.
You can't keep living like this, the baby..think about the baby.
The baby, who was due in I don't know how many months, the baby who still didn't have a name yet, the baby I had to make sure stayed safe, the baby..we didn't even want.
I didn't realize how hard I was gripping the glass till it broke in my hands,"Son of a bitch." I mutter wiping the water off my jeans.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 19:04:45 GMT
I apparate back to the house as they'd finally let me out of St Mungo's.
I wanted to make sure there was no evidence of...what had happened with Logan, no blood.
I knew Maddie would find out sooner or later, the next time she caught a glimpse of the raw scar splitting my neck in half for instance, but I didn't want anything incriminating to be around.
I'll tell Maddie you said hi. And baby Hunt too. Poor kid'll never know it's father. Terrible shame.
"Get out of my head," I mutter to myself.
Hearing a smash behind me, I turn round to see Maddie sitting on the porch swing.
Perfect. Just fucking perfect.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 19:10:32 GMT
I look up, seeing Ian infront of me.
Fuck, fuck not now.
I pull my jacket tighter around me, trying to cover up the cuts on my neck and top of my chest. Pushing the sleeves down at well covering the bandage on my arm.
'Heya stranger." I smile weakly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 19:12:27 GMT
"Er...hey," I say, practically wincing as my voice sounded a lot hoarser than normal because of the strain on the scar.
I attempt to move my right arm out from where it was tucked into my jacket as a sort of makeshift sling so it wouldn't look as odd.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 19:18:44 GMT
I smile weakly, bring my legs up to my chest, wincing at the movement,"What are you doing out here this late?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 19:22:56 GMT
"Just...er...I don't know." I say, almost flinching at how stupid that sounded.
Then watch her move carefully, spotting her wince but remaining quiet about it.
"What are you doing out here?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 19:25:52 GMT
"Just got off my shift from work." I say, it wasn't really a lie, I'd been off for about an hour now.
I let my hair cover my face, hoping to cover the cut, glad that I decided to let my hair down today.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 19:27:11 GMT
I nod, then stop almost immediately, wincing in pain.
"Oh."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 19:30:26 GMT
I see him wince, but don't push it.
"So, house looks nice huh?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 19:32:20 GMT
"Yeah, looks good. How long til-..." I stop, voice catching for a moment, "it's finished?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 19:35:01 GMT
"Month or so." I say,"You okay? You look pale. Coming down with something?"
Ha, your one to talk, you look thinner then you did before.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 19:36:33 GMT
"Hmm...sore throat," I lie, knowing I wouldn't be able to keep that up for long, "You're not looking the picture of health yourself. You alright?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 19:41:48 GMT
"Fine." I lie,"Just tired from work."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 19:43:44 GMT
I pause a moment, "Are we gonna stop lying to each other and come clean or just pretend that we have no idea we're both lying?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 19:47:57 GMT
"I have no idea what your talking about." I sigh,"Fine." I say pushing my hair back, letting him see the cuts running across my forhead. Zipping open my jacket, showing the three cuts going across my chest and neck, then pulling my bandaged arm out."Okay, your turn."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 19:51:15 GMT
I move my head back, showing her the long scar from one side of my neck to the other, then half hold up my arm which wasn't moving properly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 19:53:40 GMT
"I think you got it worse."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 19:55:31 GMT
"Fine," I mutter, "Just hurts a bit. Who?" I ask, trying to keep speaking as limited as possible as it hurt to do so.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 19:58:04 GMT
"Kevin," I reply, noticing how hard it was for him to even speak,"I'm guessing Logan, blink twice if it's a yes."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 19:59:50 GMT
"No-..." I start to say, then realise there's no point lying, "Yes."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 20:00:57 GMT
"I said blink, your going to hurt youself if you keep talking."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 20:02:27 GMT
"I can't hurt myself more than I already am. I'm not fucking blinking-...everytime I want to speak." I say hoarsely.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 20:06:38 GMT
"You keep talking, you'll lose your voice completely or you'll reopen the cut." I agrue,"And it's only for yes or no."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 20:08:22 GMT
"That'll be a fucking shame," I mutter, "I reopen it I get it healed again or I die, oh well, big shame that'd be. Going to bloody happen anyway."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 20:13:25 GMT
I sigh frustratingly, crossing my arms over my chest, biting my tongue resisting the urge.
Don't. Don't.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 20:15:23 GMT
I sigh slightly and close my eyes, "Sorry."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 20:19:05 GMT
I shrug non-commitedly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 20:20:18 GMT
"Maddie, I am sorry. Just a little shaken up by the whole thing. Not to mention as soon as I can move my arm again I'm going to murder both Payne and Logan."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 17, 2007 20:29:04 GMT
"You will do no such thing." I finally say,"Look at yourself Ian, I know your shaken up, but your are not going after them."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 17, 2007 20:32:13 GMT
"Look what Payne did to you. He's not getting away with that. And Logan...Logan's-...yeah, I'm going to kill him."
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