Title: Hallmark
Pairing(s): SladexTerra
Genre: Romance, Humor, Angst
Rating: PG
Warnings: strange nicknames and pairings
Summary: A couple discuss where they came from, and more importantly, where they're going.
A/N: Done as a challenge fic.SladexTerra to the word 'hometown'.
"I don't know."
"Come now, child." His tone was bitter, but amused, that twisted little combination that always made her shiver. "How can you not know?"
"I've been running my whole life!" Bright blue met light, and she -- as usual -- was the first to break the eye contact, blinking quickly. "I never wanted to remember."
He reclined in his chair, eyeing the blond girl. "I'm amazed you haven't used your amnesia as an excuse, dear girl."
Terra snorted and curled up in the arm chair he had set her in, keeping her gaze on the near-by fireplace. "I know you wouldn't believe me. Why do you want to know, anyways?"
"I have my reasons."
"What's yours?"
That caught Slade by surprise, and his eye narrowed suspiciously. "That is my information, and mine alone."
"I knew you'd say that..." Terra sighed and glanced at him again, then smiled slightly. "I have an idea."
"Oh?"
"Well, since I can't remember mine, and you won't tell me yours, why don't we just say it's Jump? After all, home is where the heart is, right?"
"How perfectly Hallmark." His voice was dry, but the look he gave his young lover was anything but.
She giggled softly and snuggled deeper into the chair. "Well, I try. So what do you say?"
The mercenary hesitated, then smirked. "Fine, as long as you promise never to say anything like that again."
"Deal, Sladie-wadie."
"...Somedays, my dear, you are truly lucky I love you."