Abby Maitland (abbymaitland) wrote in expresslogs, @ 2012-06-29 01:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | {abby maitland, {connor temple |
Characters: Abby Maitland & Connor Temple
When: Thursday
Location: F 403
Warnings/Rating: Low
Summary: Certain things must be discussed. Abby hopes for the best!
Status: Closed/On-going
Something had been worrying Abby since she arrived, and with all the train's stunts there hadn't been a convenient time to talk to Connor, but following her memory loss she knew it couldn't be avoided. Were that, or something similar, to happen again, she had to know Connor understood her condition, and would look after her. Not that she had any doubt he would look after her! Just - how could he be expected to do the right thing if he didn't know what he was supposed to do? Did that even make sense? Abby wandered back into their room and found Connor in his familiar position - slumped on the bed, messing about with Edward's computer. She was reasonably sure he was doing something constructive, though she'd seen the number of games Ed had installed and couldn't be certain. Still, whatever kept him happy, that was what she wanted for him. The thought made Abby wince. would this make him happy? Or would he just freak out? Maybe a mixture of both, she thought with a sigh. Abby settled down on the bed and he wriggled to make a space for her, so that he was now curled around her with the laptop on his hip. "Connor," she said earnestly, slowly closing the lid on the computer. "We really need to talk," she told him with a worried frown. "There's some things I may have left out, about what happened in my time, and it's time you knew." Inside she was terrified. Connor was still Connor, and had the same feelings and emotions as 'her' Connor, but he didn't have quite the same shared history, and a lot had happened to them in the few months they were missing. The ring on her finger was testament to that. Abby realised she was playing with it as her brow furrowed, worried about how her fiancée would take the news. |