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Sep 20, 2015 09:38AM
"But I trust you, and I think they know I won't join if it meant being without you." Emerson bit her scarred lip and closed her eyes, mulling it over further in her head. "I don't think the legion would take that as payment for my duties. I was... I was being ignorant and gullible earlier when I said I believed the legion would let me go." She honestly didn't know how the rebels would help her out of it, but if she joined and found out Malachi had been lying... Well, he'd have hell to pay. "This is terrible," she muttered, finally opening her eyes and busying herself with picking at a little bit of tape on the box she sat atop.
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"It does suck, and I honestly didn't think the legion would let you go either" Bones said and sighed softly. "For now we'll just watch them take out the post, see if they have any skills and what not. Then we can make a final decision" he said with a small smile. "Whatever you want to do I'll do, but I might not be happy about it" he said, saying the last part jokingly, before nudging her lightly.
"Well, I'm certainly not going to pick what I want if I feel like I'll be just waiting for you to get flighty and take off." Emerson hadn't meant to sound mean, but it ended up like that. She still felt incredibly hurt that he thought he could have just left her while she slept, not even being able to imagine the grief she would have felt if she hadn't gotten up to stop him. Where would he have even gone? She leaned her head against the brick wall her box was up against and finally looked to Bones. "Whatever it takes, I want to stay with you."
Bones nodded slightly, "I'm not going to leave" he said with a sigh. "At the time I though that was our best option, just cut it off right away to save even more pain later" he said and sighed softly. "Now we have more options and leaving isn't exactly on the table" he said with a small sigh.
"Good, because I would kill you for trying to do that again." Emerson was actually teasing this time, but the weight of everything going on was still in her face. "I just- I don't want to have to think about any of this until the raid, okay? Can we just... can we try to go back to the way things were before your father came for a couple days?" Of course, they couldn't completely do that, with the move and not having the shop and everything... But Emerson wanted to try to relieve that weight for a little while.
Bones nodded slightly, "Yeah, we can do that" he said with a smile and gently took her hand and pulled her closer, until she was sitting in his lap. "Would would you like to do first my lovely Kathrine" he said jokingly and kissed her cheek softly. "How about tomorrow we explore the town a bit more, get a lay of the land"
Emerson leaned into Bones' touch ever so slightly with a smile, her eyes closing softly before he gave a nod. "That sounds good to me. Pretend we're the new, rich, married couple in town, which is... sort of mostly true. Although if people start asking about Abernathy, I'll have to let you take that one." She nestled her forehead to Bones' and gave a content sigh.
Bones chuckled softly, "Doubt many people will be missing her" he said and lightly started to rub her back. He lightly kissed the top of her head before scoping her up in his arms and standing up. "Let's go back upstairs" he said and carried her up rather then putting her down so she could walk up herself.
A giggle escaped from Emerson's lips as Bones scooped her up, and she wrapped an arm behind his neck for support. "Well, only if you think it's finally safe," she teased, careful to keep herself from hitting the wall or something even though she trusted Bones to do the same. She tucked her legs back to he didn't get caught on the stairwell, and chuckled again. "And thanks, I'm not sure how I would have made it upstairs on my own feeble legs."
Bones nodded slightly and chuckled, "See that's exactly what I was thinking" he said with a smile before making it all the way up the stairs. He closed the door behind him, well kicked it shut behind him and walked over to the kitchen. He set her down on the counter and smiled, "You hungry?" he asked.
"Yeah, actually..." Emerson mulled it over, tapping her nail on the granite counter top. "I don't think I've eaten since before I left to get that stuff for you." Which reminded her... she gestured for him to lift his shirt. "Now that we're talking about that, how do you feel?" she questioned, an authoritive look on her face.
Bones sighed softly, "Wow, trying to get me undressed already" he teased and slowly pulled off his shirt. He smirked and winked at her, "Like what ya see?" he asked jokingly. Though after a few moments he nodded slightly, "Yeah I feel fine, looks liek they didn't lie to you" he said with a small smile.
"Of course I'm trying to undress you, I already knew I'd like what I see." Emerson smirked and accepted the teasing, taking note of the closing wound. "I told you they wouldn't have lied. If they had, I could have backed out on my en of the deal as well." Not that she would have wanted that, as she would have rather Bones alive. She reached out to gently feel around his side, checking for heat, but it felt normal. "I think you'll be fine," she said before pulling away.
"Good to know doc" Bones said with a smile, "Now, do you want me to fulfill my promise now or later?" he asked, talking about when he said he'd walk around naked all day the other night. "Cause you know, there's only a few more things I need to take off" he said with a smirk. "Get naked then make you a glorious meal"
Emerson shook her head with a roll of her blue eyes. "Do you have a one-track mind, or..." she trailed off, arching her eyebrows to tease. "Remember the peacock analogy I gave you?" She slid back on the counter, though she let her legs drop so they hung off the side. "What exactly do you need to take care of?"
"Hey sweetheart you asked for normal" Bones said with a smirk, "And hey a promise is a promise" he said with and chuckled slightly before unbuttoning his pants and letting them drop to the ground. "Don't really take care of anything" he said with a smile before kicking his pants aside.
"Oh god," Emerson hissed, her eyes cutting off to the side before glancing back at Bones then away again. "You are so, so lucky we've been going out for a while, because I would feel incredibly threatened if you just stripped down in front of me without honest cause. I'd probably attack you for it, honestly. Screw that, I'm threatened now, but I'm not going to attack, because I'm nice." She gave him a glare, crossing her arms over her chest defensively.
Bones chuckled slightly, "Oh come on really, your threatened" he said with a small smile. "What do you think I'm going to do?" he asked with a smile. "Just a half naked man asking what his women wants for dinner" he said jokingly with a small laugh. "Though seriously, what should I make" he said.
"It's just ridiculous you think it's 'normal' to strip down before making dinner." Emerson glanced between his face and the cupboard, though, and shrugged. "I don't care; I bought more stuff the other day. We have lots of options. You choose." She let go of her protective stance and put her hands back on the counter to lean backwards.
Bones nodded slightly "Okay then I'll choose" he said with a smile. "And it's very normal, naked time is always fun" he said with a laugh before walking around the counter and looking through the cupboards. He slowly picked out a few things and set them on the table.
Emerson smiled and lazily slid to lay back on the counter, throwing her arm dramatically over her eyes to listen to Bones making noise around. "So what's on the menu, chef?" she teased lightly, the smirk still playing on her lips.
"You'll find out soon enough" Bones said and turned around to look at her, "Though I could just say me and then we could just blow off dinner and go upstairs" he said jokingly and winked before turning back to finish what he was doing.
"You think highly of yourself, huh? I guess I shouldn't be surprised by now." Emerson rolled her eyes beneath her arm and listened to his rattling around. "Does that mean it's a surprise, then?" she asked, still not bothering to sit back up.
Bones nodded slightly, "Yes it does" he said with a smile and continued to work in the kitchen. He looked at her every once in a while a smile on his face before just continuing to work. It took a while but he was finally done after about a half an hour. "Ready to eat?" he asked.
"Yeah," Emerson replied, he voice rough. She had almost fell asleep while laying on the counter, but she scooted to sit and looked around, her eyes landing on the clock on the stove. She slid off the counter and came to stand by Bones, surveying the food he had made. "Looks good..." She said with a trail, and it did.
Bones smiled, "Of course it does" he said wrapped his arm around her. "Did you get any plates," he asked curiously and kissed her neck softly, "Or any other essential utensils" he asked with a small smirk before kissing her neck again.
Emerson smirked and squirmed out of his loose hug and kissing. "Stop trying to distract me," she said, though it was with a laugh. "I just bought paper plates and camping utensils. I figured we could pick out our kitchen style together." She slipped past him and opened up a cupboard. "See? I even made it look pretty and normal." She grabbed a couple of plates and the box of knives, forks, and spoons and brought then over.
Bones chuckled softly and nodded "That you did" he said and took one of the plates. He took the plates from and scooped some food onto both of them. He handed one to her before taking a fork out of one of the boxes and handed that to her as well.
"Thank you." Emerson accepted the plate and fork before leaning her hip against the counter. "Do you want to eat in here, or at the table? Or we could go make use of that sunporch," she offered with a one-shouldered shrug, looking up from the plate to Bones.
"I don't care, you pick" Bones smiled at her before grabbing his own plate and a fork. "The sunporch might be nice though" he said with a smile and took her hand before walking towards the sunporch with a smile, still not wearing anything but his underwear.
Emerson agreed, and let Bones lead the way to the sunroom, stepping forward to open the screen door for them. "It's cold, you might not be able to stand it out here too long in you unlikeness of male peacock-ism," she teased, pulling him to sit with her at this big comfy-looking couch that had a coffee table in front of it.
Bones chuckled, "Cold doesn't effect demons" he said with a smile and looked over at her. "And if you want me to prove it to you I can easily take my boxers too" he said and looked over at her with a smile. "Your gonna see it eventually anyway" he said with a laugh.
"No, Bones, not while we're eating." Emerson blushed, though, settling into the couch we her plate carefully balanced on her knee. "Chill and be patient," she muttered, cracking a smile when she realized the pun she had made. She basically pretended to ignored him for a moment, though, picking at her food with the plastic fork and chewing.
"Yeah because I've totally pressured you" Bones said and rolled his eyes when she said he needed to be patient. He was only joking around, he had no intentions of taking anything else off unless she actually asked him too, which doubted would ever happen, not today anyway.
Emerson smirked after she swallowed. "Later, maybe," she promised, emphasizing the word pointedly. She continued eating for a few minutes in silence before cutting a curious glance to Bones after swallowing. "Well, do you want to, or would it be another one of those, 'it would make it too hard to leave' kind of things?" She figured it would, but wanted to bring it up, since they hadn't ever really talked about that particular topic.
Bones looked over at Emerson and rolled his eyes, "I already told you I wasn't going to leave" he said and stood up. "If I was going to I would be gone already" he said and walked out of the sun-porch and tossed his plate in the trash, was done anyway. He grabbed his pants and quickly pulled his pants on, "Copper come here" he called as he picked up his shirt and pulled that on as well. Copper came dashing down the stairs and ran over to Bones.
"Wanna go on a walk girl" Bones asked and scratched her behind the wars before walking out the back door.
Emerson's eyes bored into Bones' back with a calculating look. She honestly hadn't meant it that way, and hadn't exactly thought what she had said would be so offensive, but obviously it pissed Bones off. She watched him and Copper from the sunroom's surrounding windows until they were out of sight, and huffed a sigh, standing from the couch with her mostly-empty plate to dump her trash in the garbage bin.
The angel jumped when she felt a cold, bony hand wrap around her arm with a short yelp. She turned to see a young, demented-looking demon staring down at her. "Change of plans, you're coming to the rebel quarters now," he hissed, his dark eyes staring into her. She opened her mouth to protest, but found that she couldn't. Or was it that she didn't want to?
She allowed the handsome demon to pull her from the kitchen, her bare feet tapping against the chilled floor. They reached the front door, and he seemed to gain speed and pulled her along and to the front driveway. Emerson froze and looked down when her foot caught on a rock, and only then was the trance broke. She screamed and leaped back, an icicle already penetrating the demon's thin arm, and before she could run, claws from where his nails should have been ripped across her chest, ripping her sweat and making four big gashes across her upper ribs and breastbone. She was about to attack him back when the claws gripped her throat, wrapping all the way around and then some.
The angel ripped free and stabbed another icicle in his leg before she ran back inside, locking the door as fast as she could and bolting to the back to lock the screen door, although the actual back lock was broken because of Bones. Then Emerson ran into the kitchen to find something to stop the bleeding from her neck and chest, her hands shaking as she just gripped a lonely paper towel -which was soon soaked- to her skin before sliding to the floor, still dazed by the demon's trance. She had thought he was young, but she had been terribly wrong.
((Sorry... I had an idea and then went with it. :P))
The angel jumped when she felt a cold, bony hand wrap around her arm with a short yelp. She turned to see a young, demented-looking demon staring down at her. "Change of plans, you're coming to the rebel quarters now," he hissed, his dark eyes staring into her. She opened her mouth to protest, but found that she couldn't. Or was it that she didn't want to?
She allowed the handsome demon to pull her from the kitchen, her bare feet tapping against the chilled floor. They reached the front door, and he seemed to gain speed and pulled her along and to the front driveway. Emerson froze and looked down when her foot caught on a rock, and only then was the trance broke. She screamed and leaped back, an icicle already penetrating the demon's thin arm, and before she could run, claws from where his nails should have been ripped across her chest, ripping her sweat and making four big gashes across her upper ribs and breastbone. She was about to attack him back when the claws gripped her throat, wrapping all the way around and then some.
The angel ripped free and stabbed another icicle in his leg before she ran back inside, locking the door as fast as she could and bolting to the back to lock the screen door, although the actual back lock was broken because of Bones. Then Emerson ran into the kitchen to find something to stop the bleeding from her neck and chest, her hands shaking as she just gripped a lonely paper towel -which was soon soaked- to her skin before sliding to the floor, still dazed by the demon's trance. She had thought he was young, but she had been terribly wrong.
((Sorry... I had an idea and then went with it. :P))
Bones heard Emerson scream in the distance and stopped in his tracks before running back to the house as fast as he could. He got back just in time to see Emerson run back into the house and hopefully lock the door. He hissed under his breath and ran to the back door, where he knew would be unlocked because he broke it. He burst through the door, his eyes landing on Emerson almost immediately. He cursed when he saw her before dashing up the stairs and grabbing the towels she bought earlier. Bones was at her side again in a second and quickly pressed a towel to each wound. "What happened?" he asked, barely able to keep his voice even, and well his eyes were completely black, to angry and scared for Emerson to even care or notice.
"I don't- I don't know." Emerson was breathing in a strange manner, still clutching the soaking, deep red paper towel in her hand, her clenched fist white beneath the blood. She shook her head a couple times, then again. "Something grabbed my arm, and I turned, and then I was out front, with a rock in my foot, and I looked up and there was a man with claws-" She froze, apparently unaware of her mostly incoherent ranting, only to look up and see Bones' black eyes, which seemed to throw her into a panic again, and she scooted back until her spine hit the floor-standing cupboards, shaking her head a few more times.
"Hey, it's fine it's just me" Bones said and moved closer. "It's going to be okay, I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you okay" he said and tried giving a reassuring smile, though it probably wasn't all that great. He looked around for a moment before applying more pressure to the wound on her chest, the towel almost soaked through with blood already. He closed his eyes for a moment and let out a calming breath, he knew he had to clam down if he was going to be of any help to her. When Bones opened his eyes again they were their normal green and he smiled small, "It's okay Emerson. You're going to be just fine" he said, and he just hoped he was't lying to her. "I love you, and you have nothing to worry about. I swear"
Emerson's head rocked side to side again, and it was obvious she was still trying to calm herself down. She breathed in and out slowly, and her hand was clenched so hard against her shaking that she shook even more violently. Her entire body would have been convulsing if not for the pressure between Bones' hand and the cabinet she had backed up against. She kept taking the slow breaths until she could finally say, "It's not stopping; it has to stop or I'll die," stating the obvious. Another second passed before she hissed, "I need your help, you have to get my med bag." She wasn't even sure if she would have something to help, but it was the only thing they had. Before he turned, she brought her hand to his face and murmured, "I'm sorry I said what I did. I love you too."
"Don't worry about it" Bones said and gave her a quick kiss before running upstairs and grabbing her med bag. Took him a little while to find it but he managed just fine. As soon as he had it in his hand he ran downstairs and back over to Emerson. "So sure you can find what you need" he asked, since she was still kind of shaking and she really didn't look so good.
"Sure, I'm sure," Emerson lied, her teeth bared in pain as she reached for the bag. She fumbled it open and pulled it into her bloodily damp lap, a hand paused at the opening. The other reached for her sweater to pull it up and over her head, but she couldn't. "I need your help," she told him, her eyes shutting tight for a moment. "I can't get this off."
Bones nodded slightly before carefully pulling the hoodie off of her. He tossed it aside and resumed applying pressure while she looked through the bag. He watched her look, hoping to god she found what she was looking for.
Emerson pulled a tiny bottle out of the bag, popping the cork-like lid off and tossing the liquid inside back like a shot before resuming to look. Finally, she pulled out a little baggie with a dried greenish-black herb inside of it. "Take this," she instructed, merely setting the bag on his leg since his hands were busy. She took a couple shuddery breaths before pulling another bottle out, this time with a gel-ish sort of thing inside. Taking the herb , she shakily opened the bag and dumped it's contents inside the remaining space in the bottle before shaking the mixture together fervently. "This will only slow it; I don't know what's wrong so I can't..." She stopped, setting the bottle atop the counter and pulling a little rubbing alcohol out of the bag. She ended up tossing that aside, because cleaning the wound while it was still gushing blood would do nothing. "I need you to put this on me because I cannot see what I'm doing," she told him, her shaking hand slowly reaching for the mixture she had made.
Bones nodded slightly and took the vial from her. Then he carefully peeled the towel off her chest and started to quickly apply the stuff to it. It only took him a minute before he was finished, "Okay, now what?" he asked and looked up at her with a smile. "Just apply pressure again or something" he asked and looked around. "I can rip sheets off the bed" he said after a moment. "Can use that"
Emerson slowly shook her head, her hand sliding up to rest over the gashes and gel. "I've got it," she breathed, her voice rough. She closed her eyes and nothing happened for a few seconds, before a thin sheet of frost grew from under her hand and over her entire exposed skin resting above her bra. "It... it's not ideal. My ice isn't-" she just stopped and breathed for a moment, obviously incredibly worn out. She leaned her head against the cabinet again and her hand rested on the floor. "This is really bad," she spoke out slowly. Even though her hand wasn't there anymore, the frost stayed.
Bones nodded slightly, "Yeah it is" he said and then carefully picked her up. "I'm taking you upstairs" he said with a frown before slowly walking over to the stairs and then up them. He made sure not to jostle her at all, not wanting to disrupt anything. When they finally made it to their bed room he carefully laid her down. "You're going to be okay" he said and smiled small. "I'll do whatever it takes to make sure that's true"
Emerson kept her eyes mostly closed until Bones laid her down, and at that she curled up on her side. She shook her head, and murmured blearily, "Now you know how I felt," though he probably didn't want to know that this was possibly as bad as their previous situation. She tried to smile, but the cut in her neck stung at the simple movement, and she hissed. "He said something about a change of plan," she told Crispin, her eyes shutting again as she curled tighter.
Bones nodded slightly, he fucking knew it. There was only two groups they had trouble with at the moment and only one of them had demons in it. "I'm going to kill him" he hissed, talking about Malachi. "Hey can angels heal other angels?" he asked after a moment, because again he knew nothing about angels really, just how to kill em.
