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I'll put them back in the box when I'm finished. Please don't sue me.
Addiction
He was an addiction. She knew that now. Every time he came in, with that same smile and same easy flirting manner, was like a hit of the strongest drug. He was dangerous, could destroy her with ease, and yet she only wanted him all the more. He was like morphine, every injection numbing the senses and producing an artificial high that was difficult to beat. Or resist.
He was heroin. He'd kill her if she took too much. He'd kill her if she took too little. He'd kill her anyway. What was the difference? Why should it prevent her from having him? She'd die without him, she'd die with him. Which was the better way to go?
But perhaps that was why he never took her out anywhere. Perhaps he cared enough not to take her, not to add her to a list of victims who had gotten addicted and paid the price. Perhaps he paid her genuine affection, every time he came by, with that same smile and teasing manner - the teasing manner that would always be just so, for fear of destroying her.
Maybe he didn't allow her to become addicted because he truly cared, if it was possible for him to feel that way. Maybe James was saving her from herself by never allowing her to love him. Moneypenny didn't know, but whatever it was she hated him for it. She craved for more.
Addiction
He was an addiction. She knew that now. Every time he came in, with that same smile and same easy flirting manner, was like a hit of the strongest drug. He was dangerous, could destroy her with ease, and yet she only wanted him all the more. He was like morphine, every injection numbing the senses and producing an artificial high that was difficult to beat. Or resist.
He was heroin. He'd kill her if she took too much. He'd kill her if she took too little. He'd kill her anyway. What was the difference? Why should it prevent her from having him? She'd die without him, she'd die with him. Which was the better way to go?
But perhaps that was why he never took her out anywhere. Perhaps he cared enough not to take her, not to add her to a list of victims who had gotten addicted and paid the price. Perhaps he paid her genuine affection, every time he came by, with that same smile and teasing manner - the teasing manner that would always be just so, for fear of destroying her.
Maybe he didn't allow her to become addicted because he truly cared, if it was possible for him to feel that way. Maybe James was saving her from herself by never allowing her to love him. Moneypenny didn't know, but whatever it was she hated him for it. She craved for more.