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[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I don't want you to go. That's all I want."

"I wanted to hear you say you love me, without any of the usual hesitation there is," he said quickly and smiled sadly, "But .. I guess that's too much, right?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"I don't see why."

She looked down for a moment. "Yes. It is."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

((okay, i gotta go :p))

"No?" she asked and looked up.

"Glad we've settled that," he sighed.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

((awww goodnight))

"Not exactly."

"Well it doesn't make sense," she argued. "You hadn't even met me before..." She thought better of what she was going to say and shook her head. "Nevermind, you never answer that straight out."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"You think you'll be okay?"

"Answer what."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"I can handle this."

"Why me? I was a kid, and we'd never met before. How does that happen?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"If you say so..."

"Chance? I don't know."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"You don't think so?"

"You don't fall in love with a stranger by chance."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I don't know."

"How do you know that we were strangers?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He frowned. "Don't you have any faith in me?"

"I'd have remembered meeting someone like you. And you said so besides."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Of course I do," she said, her voice faltering a bit at the end.

"I'd known of you before we met."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"And you trust me, right?"

"Yeah, the library. Or is there something you didn't tell me?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Yes .."

"Well, Morgana had been watching you for a while before we met."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"What's so different about this that you don't want me to go? I've handled Morgana before."

"Yeah, and you were working for her."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She pinched the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes. "I don't know. I'm just worrying too much."

"So I had sort-of known you before we had met."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Are you sure that's all?"

"Okay, you knew of me, fine. That's not much of a basis for an emotional attachment."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"I suppose not."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He took her hand and gave her the same concerned look.

"So then I still don't understand."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She opened her eyes and looked at him. "What?"

"I guess I was ... " he sighed and leaned his hands on the top of the couch. "Infatuated, maybe?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Are you okay?"

"With a file?" she asked, looking up at him.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Yeah, I think so."

He smiled a little. "Sounds silly when you say it like that."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He nodded. "Good."

"Yeah," she agreed, biting her lip.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She nodded too and looked up at Peter. "So what do we do," she murmured.

"You don't think it's possible?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

Peter shrugged. "That's not my call."

"It's a stretch."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Then what do you suggest?" she asked, looking at James out of the corner of her eye.

"Weirder things have happened."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Maybe we should go back to the house before we make any decisions?"

"Oh really?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I guess so."

He raised his eyebrows. "You don't agree?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

((we are finally on at the same time!))

"Is that okay?"

"I dunno, that pretty much tops my list of strange things."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

((yay!!))

"Yeah. Let's go now, then."

"Not even the underground city thing that I missed out on?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Can do," Peter said. "Everything's paid for. Let's get out of here."

She thought a bit. "Okay, that was a little weird. Part of it is relevant--" She shook her head. "I'm used to weird, though. This is different."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Alright."

"In what way?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

James nodded and got up. Peter was already halfway to the door.

"Because I don't know what to do about any of this. You're faced with danger, with life or death, there's always a choice that presents itself. Always. It makes sense." She sighed. "This doesn't make sense."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

Ray stood up and followed them out.

"No, I guess it doesn't," he said and laughed once, "I don't get it either."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Are you two in a hurry?" Peter asked when they got outside.

She didn't laugh and looked away, biting her lip.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I don't know. Why?" she asked and shrugged.

"What'd I say this time?" he sighed.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Just wondering."

"I really have no grasp on the way your brain works, do I?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Okay, let's go then."

"How would I know?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He nodded and started off.

She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "How do I know that what you say you feel towards me is real and actually what you say it is?" There, she said it. Finally said it: maybe this wasn't love. Something else. Anything else. Because love didn't make sense.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She took James by the hand and walked after Peter.

He opened his mouth to reply, but blinked and straightened his posture. He was quiet for a while, and then he murmured, "Are you saying that you don't trust me?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He squeezed her hand slightly.

"You've saved my life more than once; I think you've earned trust by now."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She looked down at her feet and sighed quietly.

"That's not what I mean."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Everything okay?"

"I know," she sighed, finally standing up from the couch like the action would make anything better. "I'm not suggesting that you would lie to me about it. Maybe, I dunno, it's not what you think it is. Maybe you needed something to attach yourself to because reasons. Maybe it doesn't mean what you think it means. Hell, I was a file! A science experiment. I shouldn't mean a damn thing to you."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I'll be fine," she mumbled, running a hand through her hair.

"Alright. I see what you're saying. But don't you think, even if you couldn't call it love before, that I would have developed feelings for you by now?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"That means no," he translated, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "Talk to me. What is it?"

"You don't really act like it."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She pressed her fingertips against her eyes. "This whole thing. I don't like it."

"You won't reciprocate anyway," he blurted, eyes wide.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"What would you do?"

She rolled her eyes. "You don't know that," she said, walking around to the other side of the couch. "And allow me to point out that a long time ago, I would probably have gone along with almost anything. I'm not stupid anymore, okay? I'm not fit to be liked much."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I-I don't know. We have to get him back."

"So would things have been different had I been more romantic before?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"That's all I've been saying. Do you have a better idea?"

"No. I was a kid and you were an overly romanticized fictional character. And then you were taken and I got my head on straight. And now you're depressed and I'm not one of those people really worthy of being loved anyway. What more can you ask of this situation?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"No.."

"Why you do you think you can't be loved?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Then we're going to start talking ourselves in circles," he said with half a smile.

"Because everyone who has ever claimed to like me has some kind of problem with their perception of themselves, and it's not like I've ever done anything."