"You cannot just lock me away in your appartment when you go away!" I screamed at Ranger in the middle of the command center. He had to go in to the wind and he wanted me to stay inside the RangeMan building untill he got back.
"Babe. It's just to keep you safe until I get back." He was trying to stay calm but it wasn't working at all.
"Until you get back, Ranger? Do you have any idea when you're comming back? You could be gone for months! I can't stay locked up for months!" I was shreiking now, causing a scene and Ranger was getting pissed. Good I wanted him pissed. "I can't believe you! You always say you want to help me fly but when it gets down to it you start acting just like Morelli." That was a low blow because three years ago Morelli had gotten rip-roaring drunk and had hit me. Ranger had happened to be walking into my appartment and seen it. He hadn't beaten Morelli to a pulp, he just scared the living shit out of him and took me to RangeMan.
He went into his zone, telling me that I had gone way to far. It was scary seeing that mask on him after so long with out it that I took a hasty step back and turned my head to the side.
"I don't care how long I'm gone but you are staying in this building until I come back and then you and I are going to have a talk on every way I am not like Morelli. I don't need to be worrying about you while I'm doing my job." He said. He stared turning away but my words stopped him.
"I don't need you to worry about me! I don't like being entertainment for you when its conveniant. I don't like being a joke to you. I don't need you to protect me! I don't need you!"
He didn't turn back to me when he spoke next but his tone was dead. "Fine. You don't need me. I get it. Don't be here when I come back and don't come to me when you've been kidnapped again or Morelli hit you again. Don't come back." With that he left. Silently. With out a backward glance.
When it hit me that he was gone, that I had just pushed the man I loved out of my life, I crumbled to the floor, my hands on my still flat stomach. The one thing running through my mind was wishing I had told him I was pregnant. That I was having Batmans baby.