Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Hellboy or B.P.R.D characters. But I DO own Wilhelmina, and I'd rather it stayed that way ;)
My universe is a somewhat crossover between the comic-verse, the animated-verse and the movie-verse. Abe, for example IS psychic, but doesn't need this stupid respirator-thingy, when staying out of water for a long time.
As a last note: I currently do not have a beta and some of my times are awfully wrong, so please be nice . If someone is willing to beta my stories, I'd gladly accept .
So, now, on with the story:
It had been a .bit over a year since Liz left the bureau for the 14th time, but it had been the first time, that it hadn't been her choice.
He had worked so hard to have her and then hed send her away. Only a few month' after the Moscow-incident he'd said the fatal words: "Just stay away, Liz."
She had been injured during a mission and it had very nearly cost her live. He hadn't been able to protect her, just as he hadn't been able to protect his father. Out of fear, that next time, she wouldn't be so lucky as to get away with just a few broken bones and a bad concussion, he'd send her away.
"You don't mean that, H.B.", she'd said, her dark eyes wide and glassy from the tears threatening to fall.
"I do!" he'd gruffly replied, not looking at her.
"Look…", she tried to reason but he didn't even listen.
"No, you look.", he had replied angrily. "I can't have you stand in my way anymore.", that had done the trick. It had been the last time, he'd seen her, until that day, a bit more than a year later, when she suddenly appeared at the B.P.R.D.s doorstep again.
"And you really think, that'll work?", Hellboy asked around the bud of his cigar.
"Theoretically…", Wilhelmina Barker answered and pushed a long strand of red hair behind a slightly pointed ear.
"The last time you said that word, Abe nearly was made into Sushi!", he growled and her bright green eyes searched out the swimming Ichtyo Sapien in his tank. She cast him an apologetic look.
"Don't worry." He answered her silent plea for forgiveness and waved one hand dismissively. "But she is right. Theoretically, a simple silver bullet should do it."
"Theoretically, a bloodsucker should turn to ash, as soon as they come in contact with the sun." the red demon snarled and towered over the sitting woman.
"Well, theoretically, a demon shouldn't fight other demons for the sake of mankind, should it?", she retorted with heavy british accent.
"Enough!", Abes normally calm voice interrupted the bickering with barely concealed anger. "Mina has proved more than once, that she is on our side, hasn't she."
Hellboy huffed: "Doesn't change the fact, that she's a bloodsucker!"
Before Abe could retort anything, Wilhelmina was out of her seat and her hand was restin on the glass. "It is alright.", she told him, smiling softly. "I won't bother you further.", while her voice still was quiet and even, the flashing of her eyes towards Hellboy betrayed her anger and hurt. Straightening her long skirt she made for the door. "It is way past my bedtime, anyway."
The Vampire left the library, her movements graceful and silent except for the rustling of her long, flowing skirt.
"I'm … sorry.", Hellboy admitted after the librarydoors had closed.
"Don't you think you should tell that to her?", his aquatic friend answered with an angry huff of bubbles.
"I know.", the demon growled and stuffed a cookie in his mouth. "She just gives me the creeps."
A slight cock of his head indicated, that Abe was not following completely. "She has never hurt anyone in the bureau."
"Yeah, but you ever wonder, it the blood bottles are enough for her?", with an audible thud Hellboy slumped into the overstuffed armchair Barker had just vacated. "Gosh, this chair isn't even warm."
"She does have a low bodytemperature.", Abe admitted. "But so have I."
Hellboy sat back and shook his head. "I'm just not comfortable with you two being so close.", he admitted in a sudden and unexpected outburst of emotion.
"Thank you for your concern.", Abraham answered, floating behind the glass. "But I know, that she will never hurt me."
Huffing, Hellboy got up. "Well, you should know … you're the psychic."
"Uhm," Myers voice suddenly interrupted from the door. "there is something, you should see.", his voice was shaky and there was no need for psychic abilities to tell, that there was something terribly wrong.
With two hard strokes, Abe was out of his tank and a short while later, he joined his friend. Together they followed the distraught Agent.
"What's up, Myers?", Hellboy asked for what seemed like the hundredth time, but the young man was silent, while the thoughts in Abes head where racing. He had caught a glimpse of Johns thoughts and what he had seen was cause for trouble. A certain Pyrocinetic was back at the bureau.
"John.", he saud carefully, but the Agent just shrugged.
"Mannings orders.", he knew, that H.B. would most definitely go ballistic on seeing the woman he still loved again.
Abe send his thought out to search for a certain signature. When he found her in her room he send her a simple feeling: fear. He knew, she would follow his call for help. She had never let him down, and sure enough, he could soon feel her incredible aura approaching, just as Hellboy finaly snapped.
"Myers, keep playing games and …", he threatened with his stone hand.
"And nothing.", her vampiric voice boomed through the corridor and nobody dared to move.
Even Abe found it hard to resist her old, dark powers. Wilhelminas eyes positively glowed in the twilight of the dimly lit corridor.
"Cut that crap!", Hellboy snarled, but still dared not move.
"We will go quietly to wherever Agent Myers leads us.", the Vampire in Wilhelmina said and John began to shiver, when the old creature mentioned his name.
"Lead on.", the soft voice of the woman Wilhelmina said and while she didn't use any of her persuasive powers, this time everyone complied at once.
When he felt her falling into step beside him, Abe whispered a silent "Thank you."
"It's not over.", she send him and he replied on the same telepathic way. "How do you know?"
She glanced over to him and cocked her head. "Myers is far too nervous. You wouldn't need to be an empathy to see that." Abraham nodded his head in approval of her investigation of the situation.
When they turned into the corridor, that lead to the small conference room, Wilhelmina gave a little choking sound and stopped. In a heartbeat Abe had pulled of his gloves and touched the next bare patch of skin he could reach.
His webbed fingers splayed over her exposed neck, while he tried to relieve the emotional pain the empathy was going through.
Her green eyes filled with a pain nearly unbearable, before she collapsed. It was just then, that Abe realised the screaming. Neither Hellboy nor Myers seemed to have noticed the Vampires breakdown and had ventured straight into a crisis.
"Enough!", he heard Liz voice, just before a wave of heat hit him. "Maybe it's better, if I leave.", she continue much more quietly, before storming out of the room without even taking notice of the kneeling Abe.
"That went better, than I had anticipated.", Wilhelminas accented voice found its way into his head. Blinking his nictitating membranes in surprise he looked down at her. "From everything I heard about Elizabeth Sherman, I thought she'd blow us to bits … crispy ones.", she tried to joke, but even her telepathic voice sounded tired.
No wonder, the Ichtyo Sapien thought, while making a hasty retreat with the empathic vampire in his arms. He had only felt a faint echo of the pain, that she had received from both Hellboy and Liz.
"I can walk, thank you.", Wilhelmina pulled him out of his thoughts as soon as they had turned the corner. Reluctantly he set her down, one hand still in her neck, desperately trying to feel anything, but her barriers where firmly back in place.
"I am sorry.", Abe said a little sheepishly and let his hand drop back to his side. "I should have shielded you better.", but she just shook her head. "Nothing to be sorry about.", with a gentle smile she touched his arm with a gloved hand. Again, he marvelled at how buttersoft the leather of those gloves was and again a deep sense of longing filled him at the thought, that she had only once touched him her bare, delicate fingers. And again, he was glad, that he seemed to be a complete void for her empathic powers.
"We should go back and prevent Hellboy from ripping Mannings head clean off.", despite the rather serious meaning behind her words, Abe couldn't help but chuckle slightly. After ten month of spending an insane amount of time with this woman, he couldn't get over how ridiculous it sounded to his ears, whenever she used such profound language.
"You are most definitely right.", he answered and made a graceful movement for her to follow him.
"When haven't I been?", she retorted telepathically, to make herself heard over the noise of Hellboy yelling
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