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Tweak says, "Can I get a HALLELUJAH!"

Dr. Spencer Reid (thisiscalm) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2014-03-17 15:16:00

Entry tags:

artemis crock, bonnie bennett, data, elena gilbert, ianto jones, kitty pryde (aoa), piter de vries, rebecca crane, sam winchester, spencer reid, tieria erde, zatanna zatara

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[ It's now or never and although he was hoping that some time would push that towards now rather than never, Reid really doesn't feel like he's ready. He feels raw and exhausted and although he's pushed himself to go out and get some clothes that aren't borrowed from Karev's closet, he's so not in a place where public announcements are possible.

But he has to. Now or never. Movements dull, he reaches for the communicator. ]

...░m back. [ A stretch of static-y silence. ] I'm so░▒y.

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thisiscalm
2014-03-17 02:43 pm UTC (link)

[ He's not surprised that she's the first to respond. Never expected anything else really and still it makes his stomach turn, two different lives clashing in that handful of words. There's a stretch of silence, probably too long for comfort but then he forces himself to respond and he forces himself to sound, if not normal then at least okay. ]

Sector ░. Where are you?

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kitty_has_claws
2014-03-17 02:47 pm UTC (link)

[Too long. Much too long. She can feel all that emotion stirred up in her again. Boy, you let yourself cry once and you really do feel like you might never stop. She doesn't want to be out here like this in public. She wants to be moving, but she missed the most valuable part of that. Her voice sounds a little desperate when she responds.] I didn't hear that! Sector 4.

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	thisiscalm 2014-03-17 02:50 pm UTC (link)
	[ Of course they're going to have communication difficulties today of all days. Hngh. ] Same. Meet ░ outside the mo░ie theater? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2014-03-17 02:54 pm UTC (link)
	[If she didn't need the communicator to talk to him right now she'd already be beating it up. She just wants to hear his voice clearly right now.] Yes, now! [Please. She's already moving that way.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-03-17 02:56 pm UTC (link)
	[ He gives up on electronic communication at that point, instead focusing on putting one foot in front of the other until he reaches the theater. He wasn't that far from it to begin with, which is why he suggested it in the first place. Waiting. Nervously. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

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kitty_has_claws
2014-03-17 03:04 pm UTC (link)

[It scares her when the line disconnects even if it's for the best because it was on the fritz and she'll see him soon because... What if she won't? What if it is a trick and that's all she had? Couldn't she at least have just a little more?

She puts all that need into just moving faster and she reaches the theater quickly, eyes darting around until they find him. She finds him. He's here. He's real. He's back.

There are a dozen smaller things she registers too. His hair is different. There's some extra bulk under one sleeve. Things aren't exactly as they should be if he was returning as is, but she can't focus on all that right now. He's here. And very little is going to stop her from throwing her arms around him and holding tight.

Even if she is obviously a mess with bed hair, rumpled clothing, smelling of alcohol. She thought maybe she said something before hugging him, but anything that would have come out just stuck helplessly in her throat.]

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	thisiscalm 2014-03-17 03:11 pm UTC (link)
	[ It's the exact reaction he was expecting from her and yet it takes him by surprise, causing a stumble in his step and a wince to fall over his lips as the hug aggravates the bullet wound in his arm. He finds himself soon enough, wrapping his arms around her in turn but it's still lacking for now. Dull. ] Hey... it's okay. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

kitty_has_claws
2014-03-17 03:16 pm UTC (link)

[There's a new pang of worry at the way he winces, but when he hugs her back—weakly as it is she just lets it happen, careful to avoid his suspected arm, but still holding tightly around his waist. She'll hold on enough for the both of them.

She shakes her head when he says it's okay. It's a lot of things, but it's not okay. So far from okay. He's about to feel warm, wet tears against his neck that show just how not okay it's been. After all, he's never seen—or felt—her cry before.]

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thisiscalm
2014-03-17 03:20 pm UTC (link)

[ Oh no, don't cry. Don't. He can barely handle this, how is he going to handle her crying when she's never done that before in all the time he's known her? Not when Cross was crucified, not when Allen disappeared or they fought or... or ever. She's never cried and now she is in such unmistakeable ways that it doesn't break his heart, it grinds it into a fine paste.

He rubs at her back, trying to be soothing. ]

Kitty...

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	kitty_has_claws 2014-03-17 03:27 pm UTC (link)
	[Then he probably won't like it much when he feels the way she can't get a full breath for all the sobs. If it helps at all, she feels ridiculous. She has him back. This isn't the time for tears.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-03-17 03:34 pm UTC (link)
	[ Well, since she can't stop just yet he'll just have to divert his effort to not starting. He cried enough yesterday, eyes still red from tears and lack of sleep. Continuous back rubbing and a careful tightening of the embrace. He's here. It's okay. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

kitty_has_claws
2014-03-17 03:37 pm UTC (link)

[She nuzzles against his neck—slick with tears now but she just wants to feel his skin. Smell him. Fill her senses with him. He's back. He's back. He's back and he remembers. Once the tears slow and the sounds she makes are mostly just her lungs remembering how to function smoothly again she pushes herself to make words. She just makes them the most important words she can think of.]

I love you.

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thisiscalm
2014-03-17 03:45 pm UTC (link)

[ She may be calming down but those three little words hit like a punch to the chest, forcing him to draw a shaky inhale and then hold it just to keep himself from breaking down. He never got to say it. She did and he failed to grab the opportunity and now she'll never hear it.

It should be easy to respond after all that time together, but it's everything but that. He bows his head against her, voice cracking. ]

I'm sorry.

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	kitty_has_claws 2014-03-17 03:47 pm UTC (link)
	[Not the response she expected. Not that she needs to hear it back exactly, but this worries her.] Reid? ...What's wrong? [It's her turn to rub his back.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-03-17 03:51 pm UTC (link)
	[ Deep breaths. Don't cry. Not here or now or with her. ] ...A lot happened. While I was... home. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2014-03-17 03:54 pm UTC (link)
	[While he was home? He was home? Really home? Physically home?] We should go somewhere. Inside? [It's early. Probably no one watching movies, right?] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-03-17 03:55 pm UTC (link)
	[ Best way he can describe it, okay? Not accurate, but it'll do. He nods. ] Yeah... okay. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2014-03-17 03:59 pm UTC (link)
	[She steps back just enough to look at him. Her eyes are still a little puffy and red. Some of her hair is stuck to her face. Not the prettiest she's ever looked. The most vulnerable maybe. Her hands move away from his back to find his hands. She can't stop touching him now. Never again. They'll just have to go through life attached. She manages a step though.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-03-17 04:01 pm UTC (link)
	[ That's okay, he doesn't look too hot either. More like a wrung-out dishrag and although he wasn't crying right now, it's clear that he did not long ago. He lets her take his hands, eyes flickering up at her for a moment before finding the ground again. Okay. Into the theater we go. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2014-03-17 04:04 pm UTC (link)
	[She leads him in. There's a cushioned bench along one of the walls in the lobby. She chooses that. They'll be behind anyone who might walk in, maybe going unnoticed.] What happened? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-03-17 04:08 pm UTC (link)
	[ He's somewhat grateful to be sitting down, still not trusting himself enough to walk around for prolonged periods of time. Eyes still focused on the floor, he readjusts his grip on her hand. Deep breath. ] I... don't really know what to tell you. [ How, more like it. ] It's been a year and a half. I'm 31. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2014-03-17 04:15 pm UTC (link)
	I kind of figured you might be a little older. [She reaches up with her free hand to brush back his longer hair.] It works for you. [But she's sure it's not just that.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-03-17 04:23 pm UTC (link)
	[There's an attempt at a smile. It's not very effective. ] I... I met someone. [ And he should be following that up with something reassuring, but just alluding to Maeve makes him all choked up. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2014-03-17 04:26 pm UTC (link)
	[That's one way to get her to withdraw her hand from his hair. The other stays in his grasp, but it goes limp. Widened eyes just watching him in stunned silence.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thisiscalm
2014-03-17 04:30 pm UTC (link)

[ Where do you even go from there? It's a start on something he doesn't know how to finish and what sucks even more is that Kitty is his best friend. He should be able to tell her anything but he can't tell her this in a way that won't break her heart and so he just soldiers on, says whatever is within his grasp. ]

Her name's Maeve... she's a geneticist. Right before- [ Choked up. He swallows. ] Right before I... I came back.

She was killed.