A/N: As much as I wish I owned Repo!, sadly, I don't. I have met Terrance (Graverobber) and Darren Bousman (Director) and they were very nice though.
Summary: Graverobber's reaction to the end of the Opera, he comforts Shilo and they start a new life together. Grilo.
He looks up at the enormous screen looming over Sanitarium Square in horror. 'Poor kid.' He thinks. 'And all those surgery obsessed morons think it's part of the act.' He shakes his head in disgust but continues to stare up at the screen.
Suddenly it goes dark and he can hear a gunshot and Shilo's scream. He hears their strained voices whisper last words to each other and she stands and walks down the aisle of the theatre, soon becoming visible to the crowd in the square.
"Kid!" He gasps and moves toward the blood drenched girl. He's amazed that she manages to keep her head held high and ignore the calls of the paparazzi, and the flashes of their cameras. He looks into her eyes and sees only cold determination, the will to live her own life, up to her own standards. She's had the innocence ripped out of her in no time flat. She is no longer the naïve, over protected girl he met earlier.
He waits in plain sight for her, blending with the crowd so as not to get caught by any Genecops lurking about. He watches as she walks hurriedly down the red carpet and watches as she breaks into a sprint, heading for an alley. The alley he took her to when he broke her out of Rotti's grip before the Genetic Opera.
He waits until the crowd begins to dissipate and heads down the alley after her. Sure enough, he finds her there, huddled against the brick wall. Her knees are tucked up into her chest and her arms are squeezing them impossibly tight.
"Kid?" He asks slowly and quietly, as the last thing he wants is to scare her more. Her eyes widen and look up at him nervously. He sits next to her but she doesn't seem to notice or care. She simply keeps staring vacantly into space.
"Kid?" He repeats. He doesn't get a response so he moves in front of her, slowly brushing her hair out of her face. She shrinks back from his touch. "Hey, it's ok, it's just me." He says calmly, though he cringes when he realizes too late that it's not ok. He sighs and tilts her chin up, forcing her to make eye contact. She doesn't resist.
"Listen, Kid-"
"My name's Shilo!" He's taken aback at her abrupt outburst, but continues.
"Ok, Ki-Shilo. You can't just sit here for the rest of your life. Let's get you cleaned up." He helps her up and keeps an arm around her as she guides him to her home.
They get inside and he takes in his surroundings. 'At least Daddy dearest kept a cushy prison for the kid,' he thinks. He lets go of her and she stands in front of him awkwardly for a moment. "Go take a shower, I'll make myself comfortable." He sprawls out on the couch, watching her pleasant form retreat up the stairs. He lets his head lay back against the couch and closes his eyes. It's been a long time since he's had a comfortable place to relax. He doesn't count the nights he's spent in Amber's bed as he considers sleeping with her as much a chore as hiding from her when she can't pay for her Zydrate. He blocks the vision of Amber from his mind, and instead thinks of Shilo. 'She's beautiful,', he thinks. He wonders for a moment why he's taking care of her. He's not above taking advantage of a girl in a bad situation, or at least he didn't used to be. He considers her, deciding she's much too fragile and good to do that to. Scalpel sluts are one thing, but Shilo's pure, and unchanged. And that's what makes her beautiful, he thinks. He opens his eyes to see a clean Shilo coming down the stairs. He smiles, she looks even younger without all the makeup.
"I didn't think you'd still be here." She smiles at him nervously. He watches with amusement.
"And why is that?"
She looks down, "Figured you'd have better places to be than babysitting some kid." He smirks and stands, stretching.
"I always have time for my favourite kid." He gives her a mischievous grin and kisses her hand. She blushes.
Their hands linger. "Well thanks for watching out for me…" He blows her a kiss and bows gracefully.
"No problem. Stay out of trouble." He turns to leave.
"Graverobber, wait." He turns back.
"Do you wanna stay the night?" She looks almost as shocked at her question as he does. "I mean, it's better than sleeping in a dumpster. You can have the guest room." He smiles.
"Thanks, Kid."
"I'll show you to your room." He tucks her hair behind her ear before letting her lead him up the stairs.
A/N: Thanks for reading, PLEASE review-I'll love you forever! -J.T. Sparrow