Savannah Monroe (savannah_monroe) wrote in omega_reality, @ 2013-05-13 15:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | *complete, 2013 05, character: marty deeks, character: savannah monroe |
RP: Savannah and Marty
Who: Savannah and Marty
Where: their room
When: Monday, May 13, 2013
Summary: With Tamira's arrival, April's return and their changed circumstances, Savannah has a minor epiphany about her relationship with Marty
Savannah's brain worked faster than she spoke if that was even possibly. She made connections that people wouldn't see or understand most times. G had gotten good at following her. Marty tried, although she was willing to slow it down for him, and then there was their mind link, which was totally awesome, because she didn't have to slow down at all, and she knew that he was following along with her. So, yes, Marty's power - totally awesome. Except that it wasn't what she was thinking, not now.
It had started with Tamira, talking about Sean and Jenna, and even Sam and G. Then April and Eliot's return, and yes even Nate, but it was more about April and Eliot. She knew that Marty didn't like them, knew that unlike G, he wouldn't be diplomatic. She was almost tempted to tell him that he needed to for the good of the group, and that's when the last piece clicked in her head. "I might owe you an apology," she said, sounding almost confused as she turned her head to look at him.
They were in bed and the twins were asleep. She was breastfeeding Jamie, and really this wasn't the moment for epiphany, but it's not like she could control her brain. "I was about to tell you what to do with April and Eliot, and that's not why the apology. The fact is that I'd never have told G. I mean I might have, but in a different way. I might have made suggestions afterwards, if something happened, but I wouldn't have told him straight out, and... I love you, I love you both, and he's like a dad... and he's like a dad," she finished like that explained everything, which didn't, but she was getting there. "It's not about orders. I can take orders from you. I might argue, but it's not like I never argued with G, getting him to explain. It's... You know how people ask you if someone makes you happy? But you make me happy and sad, you frustrate me and help me clear things up, you're annoying one moment and the best thing ever the next. The worse moments have been when we couldn't rely on each other, and then you were in charge, and I didn't want you to be G, but I thought of you like G, looking for the hidden meanings, the secrets, the mind games, and I know you're not like him. You'll never be like him. Heck, I'm the one who spent weeks telling you that you didn't have to be like him or Sam when you decided that you weren't good enough because you weren't them. I knew all of that, but the secrets, the things you couldn't tell me, they upset me, not because I want to know everything, which I do, but I know better than to think people tell me everything, but because it was you keeping things, and then I started checking everything you said, looking for things you weren't saying, and that whole ordeal with Maura and Thomas, and I was expecting you to do what G does, but you don't, you never have, but I really don't like when you keep things. it's... we have this perfect balance and it gets thrown off, even though I know you were doing your job. I don't know how they can keep things from each other and be so close, but... I really want to find them so they can be in charge again, and then we can talk about things again without worrying." Without having to use Marty's power, since it was awesome, but Marty didn't like it that much. "Am I making any sense? I don't think I am."