All You Need Is Love?
By Invisible Trinity
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Disclaimer: All characters except Lillianne, Veronique, Raymond, and Violette are the property of SciFi and USA. *shakes fist madly* Curses!!
Warning: Spoilers from Mere Mortals and Possessed, actually, timeline wise, it takes place somewhere in-between those eps. Contains some sex, violence, and adult language. This is my first effort beyond a PG rating. Bear with me, please.
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Darien stood in his shower for at least twenty minutes. He pressed his hands against the wall and just let the water trickle down his face. It felt good. It felt as though all his troubles were washing away. He shut off the water and let it drain down between his toes. His depression slowly came back. Darien sighed deeply and grabbed his towel. It had been nearly six months since he had last seen Lillianne, and a new emptiness had filled the pit of his stomach. Darien stepped out to into his main room. He faced his mirror, and saw something behind him. He quickly quicksilvered and turned around. He grabbed his trusty hammer and went after the object. Darien dropped his hammer in shock. It was…her. The quicksilver flaked off of his body.
"Lillianne…" Darien could hardly speak. She tended to have that effect on him.
Lillianne giggled in her enchanting way and walked toward Darien. "I've missed you so much." She leaned in and hugged him.
Darien squeezed her tightly against his body. He could feel tears trickle down his chest. He drew her back slowly and leaned into kiss her. As Lillianne slowly melted in his arms, he closed his eyes. Suddenly, water rushed into his mouth. He drew back in shock and looked down. There lay in his arms Alianora, dead.
Darien woke up with a start. He sat up in his bed and rubbed his head. That had been the third nightmare that week. It was really starting to disturb him. Darien sighed; contemplating this would keep him up the rest of the night.
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Lillianne stood anxiously outside the Official's office. She wrung her hands together nervously. How was she supposed to ask the Official for a favor? Lillianne ran her hands down the doorframe and reached for the knob. Just as she began to turn it, a hand touched her shoulder.
"Dr. DuLac, you know you're not supposed to be here." Eberts said in a concerned whisper.
"I know, but I have some business with the Official." Lillianne answered hastily.
"Oh, well, then, by all means…" Eberts opened the door and took Lillianne's hand. She smiled wanly and followed him in.
The Official stood. Eberts hastily closed the door behind them and set Lillianne down in a chair.
"Dr. DuLac," The Official said sternly, "What are you doing here?"
"I…" she hesitated to continue. Lillianne took and deep breathe and composed herself. She had to ask. "I've come to ask…a favor."
The Official frowned and looked at her critically. "What kind of…favor?"
"I've come…. I've come to request a leave of absence."
"What?!" Eberts and the Official said in unison.
"Now, I know what your thinking," Lillianne said hastily. "I've finished my research. I've finished your research. I think I honestly deserve this."
The Official groaned unhappily. "Why?"
"I need to get out and see my daughter."
"Daughter?" Darien, Bobby and Claire all walked in at that precise moment. The word seemed to echo off the bare walls.
The Official groaned and shook his head. "Great. The cat's out of the bag."
Darien stood dumb-founded. Hobbes and the Keeper tried to act the same.
"Lillianne?" Darien asked in disbelief.
Lillianne stiffened. She had hoped all this time to see him, but fantasy was much different from the real thing.
"Bobby, Darien, Claire, sit down." The Official ordered.
The three sat down in their respective spots.
"Well, now that our secret is revealed, I might as well tell you all what's going on." The Official cleared his throat and continued. "Dr. DuLac has been under our protection for six months now. We wanted to make sure that she was safe from Arnaud. In return, she's been finishing her research and providing some for us as well…"
"Why wasn't I told?" Darien said furrowing his brow.
"No one, but me, knew of her situation."
"Actually," Eberts chimed in, "I knew…sir."
"Eberts!" Claire, Bobby and Lillianne shouted at the same time. Eberts stiffened and stepped back into his corner.
The Official glared at the three. "Who else knew?"
The three stayed silent for a long time.
"Well, sir," Hobbes finally answered, "There was Eberts… me… and Claire. That's all really…sir."
Darien was peeved now. He could feel a small vein in his head begin to pulsate. It was the same one that pulsated when Arnaud was around. He was one unhappy camper. The Official wasn't pleased either. He squinted his eyes a bit and then cleared his throat again.
"Bobby, Darien, I need you and Claire to escort Dr. DuLac to the safe house where her daughter is." The Official continued.
"What?" Lillianne said surprised.
"What?" everyone else asked with equal shock.
"What," The Official answered. "Do you think I'm made of stone?"
"Um…just a little..." Eberts answered.
"Shut up, Eberts."
"Yes, sir."
"Now, get out of here and prepare the operation." The Official ordered. Confused, Bobby, Darien, and Claire each got up and left the room. Lillianne began to stand as well.
"Doctor, I'm not done with you." The Official said sternly.
Lillianne, shocked, sat down.
"I want you to understand something." The Official's face became grim. "The only reason I'm letting you go is to keep my agents happy. I don't need a mutiny…Dr. DuLac, I want you to know, that you owe me a favor now…."
"Yes, I under—" she began.
"Let me finish." The Official interrupted. "If anything happens to any of my agents, I will hold you personally responsible. Do you understand?"
Lillianne's heart was now in her throat. She swallowed hard and nodded.
"Now, gather what you need and meet Claire, Bobby, and Darien in the courtyard." The Official ordered.
Lillianne slowly got up. Eberts led her to the door and escorted her to her lab. The two stayed silent the whole time. They were both just stunned at the Official's display of power.
By Invisible Trinity
Read and Review Please!!!
Disclaimer: All characters except Lillianne, Veronique, Raymond, and Violette are the property of SciFi and USA. *shakes fist madly* Curses!!
Warning: Spoilers from Mere Mortals and Possessed, actually, timeline wise, it takes place somewhere in-between those eps. Contains some sex, violence, and adult language. This is my first effort beyond a PG rating. Bear with me, please.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Darien stood in his shower for at least twenty minutes. He pressed his hands against the wall and just let the water trickle down his face. It felt good. It felt as though all his troubles were washing away. He shut off the water and let it drain down between his toes. His depression slowly came back. Darien sighed deeply and grabbed his towel. It had been nearly six months since he had last seen Lillianne, and a new emptiness had filled the pit of his stomach. Darien stepped out to into his main room. He faced his mirror, and saw something behind him. He quickly quicksilvered and turned around. He grabbed his trusty hammer and went after the object. Darien dropped his hammer in shock. It was…her. The quicksilver flaked off of his body.
"Lillianne…" Darien could hardly speak. She tended to have that effect on him.
Lillianne giggled in her enchanting way and walked toward Darien. "I've missed you so much." She leaned in and hugged him.
Darien squeezed her tightly against his body. He could feel tears trickle down his chest. He drew her back slowly and leaned into kiss her. As Lillianne slowly melted in his arms, he closed his eyes. Suddenly, water rushed into his mouth. He drew back in shock and looked down. There lay in his arms Alianora, dead.
Darien woke up with a start. He sat up in his bed and rubbed his head. That had been the third nightmare that week. It was really starting to disturb him. Darien sighed; contemplating this would keep him up the rest of the night.
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Lillianne stood anxiously outside the Official's office. She wrung her hands together nervously. How was she supposed to ask the Official for a favor? Lillianne ran her hands down the doorframe and reached for the knob. Just as she began to turn it, a hand touched her shoulder.
"Dr. DuLac, you know you're not supposed to be here." Eberts said in a concerned whisper.
"I know, but I have some business with the Official." Lillianne answered hastily.
"Oh, well, then, by all means…" Eberts opened the door and took Lillianne's hand. She smiled wanly and followed him in.
The Official stood. Eberts hastily closed the door behind them and set Lillianne down in a chair.
"Dr. DuLac," The Official said sternly, "What are you doing here?"
"I…" she hesitated to continue. Lillianne took and deep breathe and composed herself. She had to ask. "I've come to ask…a favor."
The Official frowned and looked at her critically. "What kind of…favor?"
"I've come…. I've come to request a leave of absence."
"What?!" Eberts and the Official said in unison.
"Now, I know what your thinking," Lillianne said hastily. "I've finished my research. I've finished your research. I think I honestly deserve this."
The Official groaned unhappily. "Why?"
"I need to get out and see my daughter."
"Daughter?" Darien, Bobby and Claire all walked in at that precise moment. The word seemed to echo off the bare walls.
The Official groaned and shook his head. "Great. The cat's out of the bag."
Darien stood dumb-founded. Hobbes and the Keeper tried to act the same.
"Lillianne?" Darien asked in disbelief.
Lillianne stiffened. She had hoped all this time to see him, but fantasy was much different from the real thing.
"Bobby, Darien, Claire, sit down." The Official ordered.
The three sat down in their respective spots.
"Well, now that our secret is revealed, I might as well tell you all what's going on." The Official cleared his throat and continued. "Dr. DuLac has been under our protection for six months now. We wanted to make sure that she was safe from Arnaud. In return, she's been finishing her research and providing some for us as well…"
"Why wasn't I told?" Darien said furrowing his brow.
"No one, but me, knew of her situation."
"Actually," Eberts chimed in, "I knew…sir."
"Eberts!" Claire, Bobby and Lillianne shouted at the same time. Eberts stiffened and stepped back into his corner.
The Official glared at the three. "Who else knew?"
The three stayed silent for a long time.
"Well, sir," Hobbes finally answered, "There was Eberts… me… and Claire. That's all really…sir."
Darien was peeved now. He could feel a small vein in his head begin to pulsate. It was the same one that pulsated when Arnaud was around. He was one unhappy camper. The Official wasn't pleased either. He squinted his eyes a bit and then cleared his throat again.
"Bobby, Darien, I need you and Claire to escort Dr. DuLac to the safe house where her daughter is." The Official continued.
"What?" Lillianne said surprised.
"What?" everyone else asked with equal shock.
"What," The Official answered. "Do you think I'm made of stone?"
"Um…just a little..." Eberts answered.
"Shut up, Eberts."
"Yes, sir."
"Now, get out of here and prepare the operation." The Official ordered. Confused, Bobby, Darien, and Claire each got up and left the room. Lillianne began to stand as well.
"Doctor, I'm not done with you." The Official said sternly.
Lillianne, shocked, sat down.
"I want you to understand something." The Official's face became grim. "The only reason I'm letting you go is to keep my agents happy. I don't need a mutiny…Dr. DuLac, I want you to know, that you owe me a favor now…."
"Yes, I under—" she began.
"Let me finish." The Official interrupted. "If anything happens to any of my agents, I will hold you personally responsible. Do you understand?"
Lillianne's heart was now in her throat. She swallowed hard and nodded.
"Now, gather what you need and meet Claire, Bobby, and Darien in the courtyard." The Official ordered.
Lillianne slowly got up. Eberts led her to the door and escorted her to her lab. The two stayed silent the whole time. They were both just stunned at the Official's display of power.