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Original Sin
- Part Thirteen
Disclaimer: See Part 1
Rating: PG
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"They're suspicious of me."
Frank stopped in mid-sip of his wine and looked at Keni. She'd agreed to have dinner with him later that night after a lot of pestering and negotiations. Keni sat across the table from him and picked at her vegetables. She never was a big meat eater. Usually Frank gave her all of his veggies and she gave him whatever piece of meat that was on her plate. "What makes you say that they're suspicious of you?"
She gave him a 'blah' look and sat back. "You don't see the looks, how they watch me. Agent Cross acts like I'm John fucking Gotti and your psychologist keeps trying to get me to talk. Like I'm going to tell her where the body is hidden or something important."
"They're trying to get to know you better, figure out how you work. You're a mysterious creature to them."
"I once was with you."
"Yes... I remember." His eyes softened a bit and he reached for her hand.
Keni withdrew her hand and forced a hard look into her eyes. "Yes. And look where it's gotten me. Someplace I'd rather not be, doing something I'd rather not be doing, with you."
Frank recoiled as if she'd stabbed him in the back of the hand with her fork and a hurt look came over his face. For a moment Keni wanted to take back what she'd said. However, she knew she couldn't. It was better this way really.
"Do you regret what we had?" he asked softly.
Keni looked at him. She wanted nothing more than to throw herself across the table and suck his tongue until his head caved in. She ran her fingertip over the edge of the wineglass, a soft harmonic tone resonating from the crystal as she did. "I don't regret what he had," she said softly, looking down. "I regret what we became."
"What was that Keni?"
"A pair of lovers who fought more than they made love. I would have done anything to help you Frank, but you shut me out and began treating me like your job rather than your wife."
"You weren't fair to me Keni. I have seen horrible things that happen to wives and husbands of law enforcement personnel. I wanted to protect you from all those things that I had seen."
"I know you did Frank. But you should have opened up to me. Towards the end, I felt so alone, so left out and in a glass cage. I had to break out of that cage."
"So you left me? Why didn't you tell me what was going on?"
Good question... why didn't she tell him? For one simple reason... his own safety. Keni looked at him, her finger rubbing the edge of the glass carefully. "I had my reasons Frank. Trust me and let it go."
Frank gave her a hard look. Something had changed, something wasn't right. She put that wall up again and closed him out. That was twice she'd let it down only to push him back and close herself off again. What was she hiding? "I can't let it go. You're my wife and I want to help you."
"Your wife," she deadpanned. "That, Agent Donovan, is something I should like to change." She grabbed up her purse and slid to her feet, beelining for the front door.
Frank sighed and hung his head. "Another cold day in hell." he whispered to himself.
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Original Sin
- Part Thirteen
Disclaimer: See Part 1
Rating: PG
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"They're suspicious of me."
Frank stopped in mid-sip of his wine and looked at Keni. She'd agreed to have dinner with him later that night after a lot of pestering and negotiations. Keni sat across the table from him and picked at her vegetables. She never was a big meat eater. Usually Frank gave her all of his veggies and she gave him whatever piece of meat that was on her plate. "What makes you say that they're suspicious of you?"
She gave him a 'blah' look and sat back. "You don't see the looks, how they watch me. Agent Cross acts like I'm John fucking Gotti and your psychologist keeps trying to get me to talk. Like I'm going to tell her where the body is hidden or something important."
"They're trying to get to know you better, figure out how you work. You're a mysterious creature to them."
"I once was with you."
"Yes... I remember." His eyes softened a bit and he reached for her hand.
Keni withdrew her hand and forced a hard look into her eyes. "Yes. And look where it's gotten me. Someplace I'd rather not be, doing something I'd rather not be doing, with you."
Frank recoiled as if she'd stabbed him in the back of the hand with her fork and a hurt look came over his face. For a moment Keni wanted to take back what she'd said. However, she knew she couldn't. It was better this way really.
"Do you regret what we had?" he asked softly.
Keni looked at him. She wanted nothing more than to throw herself across the table and suck his tongue until his head caved in. She ran her fingertip over the edge of the wineglass, a soft harmonic tone resonating from the crystal as she did. "I don't regret what he had," she said softly, looking down. "I regret what we became."
"What was that Keni?"
"A pair of lovers who fought more than they made love. I would have done anything to help you Frank, but you shut me out and began treating me like your job rather than your wife."
"You weren't fair to me Keni. I have seen horrible things that happen to wives and husbands of law enforcement personnel. I wanted to protect you from all those things that I had seen."
"I know you did Frank. But you should have opened up to me. Towards the end, I felt so alone, so left out and in a glass cage. I had to break out of that cage."
"So you left me? Why didn't you tell me what was going on?"
Good question... why didn't she tell him? For one simple reason... his own safety. Keni looked at him, her finger rubbing the edge of the glass carefully. "I had my reasons Frank. Trust me and let it go."
Frank gave her a hard look. Something had changed, something wasn't right. She put that wall up again and closed him out. That was twice she'd let it down only to push him back and close herself off again. What was she hiding? "I can't let it go. You're my wife and I want to help you."
"Your wife," she deadpanned. "That, Agent Donovan, is something I should like to change." She grabbed up her purse and slid to her feet, beelining for the front door.
Frank sighed and hung his head. "Another cold day in hell." he whispered to himself.
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