"Sirius, what did you do?" Reena asked as soon as she came home.
Sirius was sitting reading The Daily Prophet.
"What do you mean?" he asked calmly.
"Did you go and pay a small visit to Jeff Zane?" she demanded.
"No, I've been here all day," he replied innocently.
"Private investigators don't go around screaming around the office that Sirius Black tried to kill him."
"Oh, that private investigator. I made a small social call yesterday," Sirius said casually.
"Sirius, you can't do that! Don't forget you're one of the most wanted people in the world. Popping into an investigator's lodgings isn't going to help attain your freedom."
"What the hell am I supposed to do Reena?" Sirius said on the verge of shouting, "Am I supposed to watch and sit by while some other guy tries to get you? Will you at least let me control part of my life?"
"What part of your life am I controlling? You're free to do whatever you want."
Sirius walked into the bedroom and slammed the door. Reena threw a CD in the stereo and started flipping through a magazine without looking at any of the pages. Both Reena and Sirius had quick tempers. During the last year, when Reena had seen Sirius on-and-off, they had never argued. This spat gave Reena a feeling that things were settling in. Take the good with the bad because life isn't fuzzy bunnies, that was Reena's philosophy. As dusk fell, Reena conjured a sandwich and took a soda out of the fridge. She walked down the corridor and knocked on the bedroom door.
"Can I come in?"
There was no response, so Reena just waited patiently. She had been in enough fights to know that keeping space was vital for good relationships. She retreated back to the living room. Another half-hour passed. She went back with the sandwich and soda.
"Sirius, I have something to eat if you're hungry. If not, I'm in the living room."
Still no response. She settled on back on the sofa and put another CD on. The rest of the flat was so quiet that Reena wasn't sure if Sirius was still there.
Reena opened her eyes and looked at the clock above the television. It revealed that she had been sleeping for the last 2 hours.
"You're so beautiful when you're sleeping," a voice commented.
Reena's heart skipped a beat. She didn't realize that someone else was in the living room, out of sight from her curled position. She uncurled and looked up. Sirius was siting on the other end of the sofa, a half-eaten sandwich in had.
"You're still here?" she responded.
"Where else am I going to go?"
"Sorry, that's not what I meant."
"I know. I didn't go anywhere."
Reena moved closer to him.
"I just wanted to say that I have to do stuff as your husband to protect you. I'm willing to take risks in order to do that."
"Is this something you want me to expect?"
"I cant tell you what to accept and what not to. I know that you've been capable of taking care of yourself while I was gone, but I'm here now."
Reena had no immediate response. She knew Sirius was right. The years she had been alone set up a shield. It was her way of adjusting to her loss of security. The shield that had taken so long to build wouldn't fall immediately.
"You've never done anything like that before," she pointed out.
"Well, 'before' nobody did anything. Everybody knew if they messed with you, I'd eventually get involved. That little punk thought things had changed," Sirius replied.
"They have. To the rest of the world, you're just a convict with no heart or soul. We somehow have to change that."
~Thank you for the reviews so far.
Sirius was sitting reading The Daily Prophet.
"What do you mean?" he asked calmly.
"Did you go and pay a small visit to Jeff Zane?" she demanded.
"No, I've been here all day," he replied innocently.
"Private investigators don't go around screaming around the office that Sirius Black tried to kill him."
"Oh, that private investigator. I made a small social call yesterday," Sirius said casually.
"Sirius, you can't do that! Don't forget you're one of the most wanted people in the world. Popping into an investigator's lodgings isn't going to help attain your freedom."
"What the hell am I supposed to do Reena?" Sirius said on the verge of shouting, "Am I supposed to watch and sit by while some other guy tries to get you? Will you at least let me control part of my life?"
"What part of your life am I controlling? You're free to do whatever you want."
Sirius walked into the bedroom and slammed the door. Reena threw a CD in the stereo and started flipping through a magazine without looking at any of the pages. Both Reena and Sirius had quick tempers. During the last year, when Reena had seen Sirius on-and-off, they had never argued. This spat gave Reena a feeling that things were settling in. Take the good with the bad because life isn't fuzzy bunnies, that was Reena's philosophy. As dusk fell, Reena conjured a sandwich and took a soda out of the fridge. She walked down the corridor and knocked on the bedroom door.
"Can I come in?"
There was no response, so Reena just waited patiently. She had been in enough fights to know that keeping space was vital for good relationships. She retreated back to the living room. Another half-hour passed. She went back with the sandwich and soda.
"Sirius, I have something to eat if you're hungry. If not, I'm in the living room."
Still no response. She settled on back on the sofa and put another CD on. The rest of the flat was so quiet that Reena wasn't sure if Sirius was still there.
Reena opened her eyes and looked at the clock above the television. It revealed that she had been sleeping for the last 2 hours.
"You're so beautiful when you're sleeping," a voice commented.
Reena's heart skipped a beat. She didn't realize that someone else was in the living room, out of sight from her curled position. She uncurled and looked up. Sirius was siting on the other end of the sofa, a half-eaten sandwich in had.
"You're still here?" she responded.
"Where else am I going to go?"
"Sorry, that's not what I meant."
"I know. I didn't go anywhere."
Reena moved closer to him.
"I just wanted to say that I have to do stuff as your husband to protect you. I'm willing to take risks in order to do that."
"Is this something you want me to expect?"
"I cant tell you what to accept and what not to. I know that you've been capable of taking care of yourself while I was gone, but I'm here now."
Reena had no immediate response. She knew Sirius was right. The years she had been alone set up a shield. It was her way of adjusting to her loss of security. The shield that had taken so long to build wouldn't fall immediately.
"You've never done anything like that before," she pointed out.
"Well, 'before' nobody did anything. Everybody knew if they messed with you, I'd eventually get involved. That little punk thought things had changed," Sirius replied.
"They have. To the rest of the world, you're just a convict with no heart or soul. We somehow have to change that."
~Thank you for the reviews so far.