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Dec 26, 2014 19:43:12 GMT -6
Post by Remmi on Dec 26, 2014 19:43:12 GMT -6
I walked in to Shade sitting a few feet from the door, waiting for me. Snow was sitting on the floor over the bed where Nero was having another nightmare. Violent thrashing, as what was left on the bed for covers wrapped around her body.
She looked like a mummy as I shook my head, walking over to the bed I sat down beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder. She stopped tossing as I 'shhhed' her.
"We need to fix this Nero..."
She started to stir, I don't know if it was my voice or sudden comfort that had stopped her from tossing.
"Rem?"
"Yea, you were having another nightmare." A knock at the door cause both of us to jerk our attention. Both dogs jumped on the defensive, growling at the door. Nero sat up as I was gone within the blink of an eye.
"Who is it?!" The bright light from the rising sun made her squint as she covered herself in the tossed sheet.
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Dec 26, 2014 21:21:07 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 26, 2014 21:21:07 GMT -6
"Hopefully the only person that would be present here of all places."
Bishop takes a leap of faith and enters the room after only a few second of the growling no longer being heard. Making eye contact with Snow, the massive dog allows him entry. Walking over to Nero's bed and sitting down beside the pillows, Bishop places a hand gently on her shoulder.
"I had timing it seems."
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Dec 26, 2014 21:29:47 GMT -6
Post by Nero on Dec 26, 2014 21:29:47 GMT -6
"Just in time for me to wake up from another nightmare." The words were out before I could even think about editing them. I hadn't told him about the nightmares... nor did I plan to. I was just prepared to deal with the sleepless nights.
"... Why are you here so early?" Maybe I could change the subject quick enough for him to notice.
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Dec 26, 2014 21:32:45 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 26, 2014 21:32:45 GMT -6
Bishop runs his hands through her hair.
"How long has it been since you woke up to me?"
She was having nightmares, which explains the answer to her question.
"Even if your mind beat me to it."
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Dec 26, 2014 21:38:14 GMT -6
Post by Nero on Dec 26, 2014 21:38:14 GMT -6
"The safe house was the last time." I smiled as his hands ran through my hair, leaning over I rested my head on his lap.
Mentioning the safe house made me think of what LaVey said about how separated Bishop and me have become. I wrapped my arms around best I could, hugging him, while trying not to be angry or frown.
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Dec 26, 2014 22:00:25 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 26, 2014 22:00:25 GMT -6
Bishop notices the emotional conflict
"Say it dear."
He said as he stroked her cheek.
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Dec 26, 2014 22:13:22 GMT -6
Post by Nero on Dec 26, 2014 22:13:22 GMT -6
"...Remember us telling you about that visit to Brooklyn's?" I asked with a yawn between my words. I could feel him tense up and I couldn't blame him. I would give anything to be done with the bitch... too bad there's too much history there.
'You have no idea..'
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Dec 26, 2014 22:37:17 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 26, 2014 22:37:17 GMT -6
"I do, vividly."
Tensing up led to few words, enough to answer her question.
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Dec 26, 2014 22:41:08 GMT -6
Post by Nero on Dec 26, 2014 22:41:08 GMT -6
"... It apparently had unforeseen repercussions."
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Dec 26, 2014 22:47:14 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 26, 2014 22:47:14 GMT -6
"Did she really leave such an impression? Her sarcasm must have been severe."
He wasn't sure if he was bringing humor to the conversation because it was natural to be lighter with her, or because he thought she needed it. Given the nightmares.
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Dec 26, 2014 22:51:14 GMT -6
Post by Nero on Dec 26, 2014 22:51:14 GMT -6
"Her father was in the white room a couple nights ago after I dropped Belle off at the church." ... And wait for it.
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Dec 26, 2014 22:53:14 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 26, 2014 22:53:14 GMT -6
"Anton LeVay was here?"
The emotion in his voice left with the temperature in the room. Even the point where Nero's skin touched his were cold, void of anything except for the desire to find out more.
"For what..."
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Dec 26, 2014 22:57:05 GMT -6
Post by Nero on Dec 26, 2014 22:57:05 GMT -6
"He wanted my help with her babysitter... apparently he's gotten himself in over his head. And well... everyone has history with everyone else it would seem."
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Dec 26, 2014 23:03:29 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 26, 2014 23:03:29 GMT -6
Bishop's face scrunched slightly, as to how out of the loop he was.
"I know of him, anyone that Brooklyn lets lick her heels sounds uncontrollable. Another blunder by the Satanists, and people wonder why we chose religion."
Bishop looks down at Nero.
"I love you. Are you ok?"
He had entered and hadn't asked that question.
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Dec 26, 2014 23:09:31 GMT -6
Post by Nero on Dec 26, 2014 23:09:31 GMT -6
"LaVey has no intentions of attempting anything with us."
"...He knows how badly that would end for him." I was nearly speechless as Remmi actually said something and I almost forgot to say it in return. "I love you too."
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