Challenge #93: Wishful thinking
Title: You don't own me
Author: Ann (Chrystalsandsnowflakes)
Rating: (G to NC-17): G
Spoilers/Warnings: none
Summary: Ranger does some wishful thinking
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, I just play with them
You don't own me
Steph looked like she was ready to burst. Her eyes were dark with anger and she was shaking with fury. Morelli had really blown it this time. They had been arguing, as usual, about him trying to turn her into a Burg wife, about Ranger, about her work, about all the usual stuff. But this time something was different. Steph seemed to be more determined to get the message across.
You
don't own me
I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me
Don't say I can't go with other boys
When Morelli started about Ranger, Steph said she was tired of listening to insinuations that were based on jealousy. She had her own life, and even though Morelli could be included as a friend if he wanted, it didn't mean he could control who she was seeing. He didn't own her.
Don't
tell me what to do
Don't tell me what to say
An' please, when I go out with you
Don't put me on display
There was more arguing, the arguments getting more irate and the hand gestures more Italian. They were face to face now, pushing and shoving each other. Oh yes, this was getting good. The bystanders were betting like maniacs already.
You
don't own me
Don't try to change me in anyway
You don't own me
Don't tie me down 'cause I'll never stay
Morelli was saying something about her job, and Steph threw it right back into his face, saying that his job as a cop was at least as dangerous as hers. He was saying that he wanted her to be safe, couldn't she understand that? Wrong choice of words, Steph immediately got back into his face to scream about her independence. And that if he loved her he would want her to be free.
I don't
tell you what to say
I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That's all I ask of you
Steph argued that she didn't ask him to quit his job, to change his behaviour. To stop seeing Terry Gilman… Joe had the decency to blush at that, but got right back at her by saying he, unlike her, was trained for his job. All she got was some offhand advice from an ex-mercenary who just wanted to get into her bed. And that's when she slapped him. She turned on her heels and walked directly to his car, smiling her full-on smile. He knew she was his then.
I'm
young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want
To say and do whatever I please
"Ranger… Ranger!" He realised that he had fallen asleep, and that he was sitting in his car. Tank was sitting next to him, calling his name. It had been a very long week, and he was tired to the bone. Tank looked at him expectantly.
"What!"
"What were you dreaming about, man? You were looking positively scary and then you started smiling big time…" Oh, shit. He sat up straight and turned the radio off, cutting off the last notes of the song that had 'inspired' his dream.
"Nothing I can remember." He felt sad. He realised it had all been wishful thinking.
The end
Song: You Don't Own Me (Madara-White)
