Prompt from SaintAsh: Church and Tex "Okay, when you say love, do you mean love as in 'like loving pizza', or as in 'love, love'?
Wondering Why We're Here
Chapter Fifty-Four: Chex: Real Confessions
She had been around for hardly more than a few days when Church caught her packing up and reloading all of her many, many available firearms. It was the sort of image that was hard for Church to forget – the kind of think that would have made his heart seize if the mechanical shell he was wearing bothered to have one.
"What's all this?" he asked, walking on into the quarters she claimed for herself in Blue Base.
"Stuff," she replied unhelpfully, looking up to him with a curious turn of her head. "I'm looking for O'Malley again. I don't like people walking around who spent that much time in my head. Know too much."
"And want to put an end the universe," Church reminded her.
"Yeah, that's a good reason, too."
Church watched as she looked at her rifle, satisfied, and proceeded to pack it onto her back. There was a certain way she moved into her stance that left no question about whether or not he would be able to make her reconsider.
"You're really going…"
"Was that ever really a question?" she asked almost tiredly.
"I love you," he spat out, unpracticed and less than smooth. The only thing going for the declaration was its sincerity.
Sincerity apparently lost on Tex because she stood, unmoved before him. "Yeah, sure. Love you too. Mushy piece of shit."
Church held up his hands in an attempt to stop her. It was far more than Tex usually gave him to work with, but he needed this. Especially after everything they had been through in the last few years. "Okay, when you say love, do you mean love as in 'like loving pizza', or as in 'love, love'?"
Frustrated, Tex let out an aggravated grunt. "Who the fuck cares–"
"I do! A lot, actually."
She stared at him before deadpanning, "Pizza."
"Well, as long as I know where we stand," Church sighed.
