Chapter Thirteen
Won Forever
DivineAngel
"Ahh." He moaned lightly, brown eyes opening slowly. Inhaling the sweet warm country air around him before bolting up. Blinking hard at the pink antique car some ten feet away. Loose blue jeans, and topless blonde hair lazily lounging across the hood as the tall unruly outlaw leaned into the front of the car. "Blast." He whispered his frown as he stood up, looking around at the soft grass field that stretched forever until touching the dirt road the pink car was pulled in from. Blue eyes looking at him suddenly as it noticed him standing. Slowly getting off the expensive hood and walking over to him. Nothing but disgusted blue eyes, strong muscles and jeans threatening to fall off with the next step. His brown eyes standing hard, watching the blonde hair just come at him. Stopping three feet in front of him.
"Don't be mad Hawking." the brown eyes grinned at him. Nervously watching the unruly color that moved around the car before getting into the passengers side.
"No?" The blue eyes scowled hard at him suddenly, glaring. Watching him just make a small movement, this kid was going to kill him. Why the blonde hair hadn't done it yet perplexed him, and he hardened his face waiting for it. "Do you know what time it is?" The blonde hair raised it's eyebrows at him bitterly, watching him just look back. "Do you know where you are?" He watched brown eyes just glare back. "That's right. That means you lost and I've won. Won for good, won forever." Jim frowned hard at him. "Now if you...ever.." The blonde hair started growling hard, as it thought about the thin red hair. "..Ever come near her again, I will make it so you can't. Not under your own power, not while I am here. If I EVER find out that yOU TOUCHED HER! That you SPOKE TO HER! That you SO much as GLANCED AT HER! I will hunt you down and my partner will help me and we will find you." The blue eyes glared bitterly at him, watching him slowly swallow. He had lost. "You so worried about your own goddamn life. Did it ever occur to you that while your family spit up over my mom I never knew her! Did it ever occur to you she was fucking your dad on mine!" The blue eyes scowled at him. Light hands snapping at their pants, and undoing them fast. Watching his confused expression take a quick step back. Calming slightly as the strong blonde hair only slide the rim down slightly showing it the hard scars that weren't too low. Jim *wanted* him to see, *wanted* him to know, he wasn't the only one who had suffered. . "That's where I was! That's where I was when MY mom was FUCKING YOUR DAD ON MY FAMILY" The blonde hair was heaving silently, blue eyes welling with tears. "Don't you talk to *me*...about your family breaking up." The blonde hair shook no with disgust and frustration. "When I never met mine." The blonde hair grinned bitterly at him suddenly. "Towns that way, about 60 miles." The light hand pointed East watching him just turn and look. "Remember what Daniella gave you. That's the last you'll ever get from us."
He growled disgusted, slowly turning around and heading for the car. He wasn't going to kill anybody. He had said all he wanted to say. He was done.
"TURN AROUND HAWKING!" He felt his chest choke lightly, listening to the violent scream behind him as he kept going. Soft grass moving under him and brushing against his pants as he continued walking. "TURN AROUND AND FACE ME!" He sighed hard opening the car door and getting in slowly. Gene muttering a small -lets go- as he slid the key in slowly, thinking hard about what he was going back to. "FACE ME HAWKINNNNNG!" The brown hair screaming at him as he slowly hummed the car to life and stepped on the gas. He had faced it, and he had won. Brown hair fading from sight as the wind whipped through his hair and blew thin blonde strains into his eyes.
Dark eyes watching his younger partner. He would have shot the guy. "You did good." He grinned hard at the blue eyes that glanced at him unsteadily. Unsure they had really made the right choice, but feeling as though they had. "I would have shot him."
"I know." Jim smiled weakly, letting out a fast sigh to a quick smile.
"Why are you worrying?" The unruly hair grinned as it leaned into the passengers side to the blondes easy driving.
"I am not." The blue eyes frowned as they drove. "Gene she..." He trailed lightly, looking up from the vacant dirt road towards the unruly hair that looked at him. "Danny she..." he trailed again, looking for one of those polite words he never heard. "She fucked him." He glanced away fast turning back to the road. Gene was going to get it if he made one smart ass remark, but he felt better telling someone.
"Well excuse me." The dark eyes chuckled hard. "Who knew all the girls were saving themselves for you." The blue eyes glanced at him lightly. "It's no crime Jim. Your the only one I know who hasn't been around the block." He grinned at the blonde hair that was slowly starting to breath hard while it sat still and remained calm.
"I mean forty minutes ago Gene." His dark eyes did a fast blink, watching Jim drive.
"What did you just say?"
"Sorry about your car." Jim let out a fast bitter smile.
"How do you know? Your telling me you honestly believe the crow he was spitting?" He chuckled hard pointing back towards the brown hair at least ten or fifteen miles away by now.
"No." The blonde hair shook no calmly. "I almost tripped over them." The car sped up a little to the irritated words. Light hands gripping the steering wheel tighter. "On our bathroom floor."
"Ah Blast it." Gene groaned looking away, he didn't usually feel bad for people, but this was an exception. "You saw them..."
"Oh yeah I saw them!" The car sped up fast, swerving slightly as it hit an air pocket. "While we...drug him into the field." His dark eyes frowned slightly, buckling up at the wild way the car started moving. "All I could think about was...was what I did wrong." Jim grinned bitterly flooring fast. "Now me forgetting birth control is like...so less important it's...AHH I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!" Jim screamed suddenly, revving the engine before speeding faster. "WhAT Did!? WHY Did!?" The blonde hair shook no fast and hard as it sped. "It's not like I was...well I had a good time." The blue eyes frowned, letting the car continue to speed. His dark eyes frowning. It didn't make sense to him either. Why Danny? Why now? It didn't make sense any of it, but he couldn't say that. What was he going to propose, an alternate motive? Then Jim would be going nuts, watching her like a hawk and she could slip up. Not with everything only some nine days ago. Not when he was still working on burying a secret he was so sure the brown hair had used to get in with Danny. She was uptown damnt. Girls like that didn't do those kind of things. Didn't think those kind of things.
"Geez." He mumbled lightly, watching Jim just silently drive. Looking ahead annoyed and mad, confused and hurt. If he was the *biggest* thing she had *ever* seen why did she think she needed someone else? He glanced at the outlaw to his right. Gene was right, the brown hair was full of crow. Gene never would have touched her, not like that, so why did some stuff add up while others didn't? Why would Danny ever give consent that...unless...
"Unless she didn't." He frowned suddenly, glancing at the unruly hair sitting next to him. Dark eyes looking over at his comment. "Unless he forced himself on her." His blue eyes frowned slightly watching Gene nod.
"What? You thought she what?" the scarred face gave him a baffled look. "She pulled him into *our* bathroom *one room* from you and presented?"
"Gene" He shot a frown at the unruly red hair. She wasn't an animal damnt, why did Gene always say it like that? "You know you make them sound like animals saying it like that. Like we're just..." The light hand made an annoyed motion at him. Dark eyes grinning, he knew Jim hated that phrase. Almost every time he used it the blue eyes thought of a new reason why he shouldn't and told him. It was almost the perfect way to make Jim think about something else, and he grinned watching it work as the blue eyes looked over at him to tell him the new reason why that was a bad word choice.
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"Danny I..." She trailed lightly, shaking her raven hair no softly. She didn't have advice for this, she didn't know what to do about this. Thin red hair just sobbing hysterical as it hugged her. Her head replaying the words, he forced her with a threat but she gave her consent. She couldn't let Jim find out, and this was how to silence him. What else could she offer him, that was what he wanted! "Everything will work out." She smiled softly feeling the red hair shake no. She had seen his face. Her face looking up at the ceiling, feeling the brown hair rock inside her until the door opened. Blue eyes doing a fast blink before falling to a shocked, confused, pained expression.
"He looked...looked LIKE I STABBED HIIIMMM!" she screamed hard, shoving back from the thin blue dress hugging her. "Ahh Meeel what am I going to say! I caan't even teell him the truuuth." The green eyes sunk into the small kitchen chair, head down on the table upset.
"Gilliam?" Her mocha eyes trailed lightly, looking for the small blue bot that activated to her voice. "What should I do?" she frowned slightly, watching the small mechanical arms shrug at her. "Gilliam." She frowned, thinking of a light threat, but it wasn't like Gill would care if she decided to not cook for the next three days. "I...I...I think that color blue is just awful." She frowned at the small can, watching the small mechanical eyebrows raise before looking down at itself as she looked back to the crying red hair.
"I caaan't tell him Mel." The crying green eyes looked up, shaking no.
"Umm, well...maybe...umm." she sat down slowly, watching the green eyes stare at her horrified by the awful advice. "Maybe you should call your aunt, do you know the number? She watched the green eyes calm slightly, sniffling. Why didn't she think of that?
"Yeah 784-2947-274." She watched the raven hair type it into the small phone on the wall before pressing speaker, smiling reassuringly at the green eyes that grinned hopeful at the small squeak -yeah!- that picked up the phone.
"OhhAunt Irrris." Her green eyes cringed hard whining to the phone as the small squeaky voice answered her. Mocha eyes watching the thin red hair explain as she kept an eye on the doors before turning back to the squeaky -My Jim? My Jimmy?- Daniella nodding before re-speaking a "Yeees".
"Don't you worry about this alright hun? I ah, well Gene will do something ok." Iris sounded as though she sent a smile with her words and Daniella listened. "You wait. Oh Gene will fix it, Jim listens to him. You just tell Jimmy that you, were scared." The green eyes frowned slightly, sniffling to this.
"I was scared?" Daniella glanced up at Mel who was listening across the table, watching her shrug lightly. "But, I am a cop. I could have gotten away. I didn't even-"
"-But he didn't see that!" Iris yelled a squeaky protest. "All he knows is that he saw you with his rival. Now what are you going to do huh?" The navy eyes frowned. "Jimmy will believe you if you tell him you were to scared! You trust me ok huh!? He'll believe you one hundred percent and if he doesn't Gene will brain wash him like always with his bullheaded techniques of ruining Mr. Wizards mind." Her wet green eyes smiled warmly. "You hear me huh?!"
"I hear you." Daniella nodded lightly to the phone. Smiling warmly, that would work. Jim would believe her because she never lied to him. "Thank you."
"Ok now I have to go to work ok? You call me later and we'll talk ok?" Daniella nodded before muttering a small -ok- as Melfina gently hung up the phone. Slowly nodding at her. Jim would believe that, because he understood that type of fear. Jim would be able to relate to being to scared in that position.
"You look beautiful." Her mocha eyes smiled warmly at the thin hands suddenly trying to fix her hair, and her face as she realized what a mess she must look like. Green eyes stopping at the sweet comment and smiling mocha eyes. She was right, and besides, Jim never focused on that anyway.
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He grinned sleepily, still lightly exhausted in his lower half as he did his jeans up, trudging down the stairs. Dark eyes smiling underneath the reckless red hair as he reached the bottom, glancing at the six year old blonde hair hiding in the small space between Iris's couch and coffee table. "Rough day?" The blue eyes look up at him, holding the small toy gun, and he smiled.
"Get lost Gene. Your giving away my spot." Jim frowned at him, watching him only laugh at the comment.
"One hand with the gun." His dark eyes grinned, watching Jim adjust the gun from where it was holding it wrong. It never would have shot a thing in real life, and as soon as it was done it gave him another frown to get lost. Watching him trudge towards the kitchen, before looking up at Iris coming down the stairs.
"You said they went outside." Her navy blue eyes shot him a frown. Giving a look as he only lazily grinned from where he was opening her fridge.
"Well I looked over an hour ago." He chuckled, hearing her small -mmmm- groan at him. Silently hoping neither Jim or Daniella heard anything suggestive as she glanced at Daniella who went running around the small kitchen counter towards the living room with a toy gun. "I haven't head any complains." His dark eyes grinned at her sighed as she took the refrigerator door from him. Eggs would be good for lunch. Her thin hand pulling out the carton before pulling her frying pan off the top shelf of the near by cabinet. "Next time we can lock them out." He sent her a chuckle watching her eyes flick up with a skeptical look.
"Notah we are not locking anybody out. Huh Gene? What if they needed to get in?" She said as she frowned down at the egg she had just cracked into the hot black pan.
"Why would they need to get in?" He sent her a lazy shrug, watching her sent one back as she cracked another egg.
"I don't know. Maybe ahh, well Gene! What if they had to go to the bathroom huh?" She shot him a frown as he grinned at her logic. "Daniella is not peeing out in the woods." She shot him a frown immediately she knew that was going to be his answer. On more than one occasion she had been there when he made Jim go pee in the woods. "Do you have my container huh?" He glanced up at her small squeak. What container?
"What container?" He gave her a frown watching her flip an egg over before adding a pinch of pepper.
"The one my pudding was in Gene. Light blue." She watched him make a small nod. Ignoring Daniella's scream from somewhere upstairs, followed by a door slamming and Jim's threat -you'll have to come out soon!- After aggressively chaseing her into the bedroom with its gun.
"Guys Shut up and give it a rest huh!?" Iris yelled up to the ceiling, and he laughed before getting up and out the garage door to find her container. It was probably still in the car from yesterday day when Jim had eaten it before they had gotten home. "Honestly Jim." She shot a frown at the laughing blonde hair that came running into the kitchen, white shirt and blue shorts.
"Jim! Your a liar! I don't want to play if your gonna shoot me." Danielle's complaining fallowing the rolling blue eyes. Where was the fun in the chase if he couldn't shoot her when he got her.
"I am not." He sighed heavily, watching her skeptical frown. "All you do to be on my team is hid in the cabinet and when I tell you, you come out."
"No." She spit frowning. The last time he said something like that she ended up locked in a closet for two hours.
"I am not gonna make you get stuck in there this time." He grinned, watching her groan at him. "Come on Danny get in." He grinned opening a low cabinet, reaching in and shoving the cereal to the other side. There was plenty of room for her small figure. "Get in." He looked at her dully as he stood up, she hadn't moved yet.
Iris's navy blue eyes and tight pink dress listening to them play near the cereal as she flipped a sunnyside egg onto a plate before filling a cup of water.
"Jim I think your lying to me." She frowned at him watching him take her gun from her. She wouldn't need that if she was in the cabinet, and he planned on shooting all the small darts at Gene the second he came back through that door.
"Danny come on. Stop being so boring." He groaned at her. "Get in the cabinet now. Don't act like a....don't act like a pussy."
"Ghm." Iris choked on her cup of water. Splashing some onto her face as she coughed with hardly any sound after hearing Jim say that one.
"Don't call me that!" She quickly turned to Daniella's yell and Jim's frown standing some three feet from her. Daniella had no idea what that meant, but she shoved Jim anyway. Watching him trip and slump back to his butt unprepared for the thin girl to do anything at all.
"Shut up!" He yelled at Daniella's frown from where he sat. Mad she could shove so hard.
"J...Jim." Iris coughed lightly, swallowing her water hard. Where in heaven's sake did he hear that word!? "Jim!" She snapped at them as she moved around the counter, and he looked up at her tone immediately. Watching her motion for him to stand as he continued swallowing to steady her voice.
"What Iris?" Jim frowned at her scolding expression, slowly standing up at her fast hand movements.
"Danny go...go see if Gene can find my container in the car." Her navy eyes snapped at the thin red hair watching her. Nodding at the simple request, but just standing there. "Well go on huh? Jim and I are gonna talk." She shot a frown at the concerned blue eyes, familiar with her irritated tone.
"Noo Iris." He groaned watching Daniella walk towards the garage door. "No we don't. No we areenn't" He frowned concerned and slightly mad at her as she snapped at his arm to pull his attention from the closing garage door. Holding him tightly by his upper arm as she bent over to speak to his face.
"Jim I can't believe you've heard words like that." She frowned at him, she hated that word. "Oh I don't ever want to hear you say that nasty word again ok?" She frowned watching him just look at her upset.
"Iris, Iriiis." He groaned at her as she stood up, yanking him with her.
"That is a horrible dirty word." Her navy eyes snapped at him, watching him stumble lightly as he tried to fallow her movements. "The only time you ever say that is when your with guys because that's a boy word."
"What does *that* mean!?" He frowned his yell annoyed she had broken his fun when he was about to get Danny in the cabinet and keep it closed for at least twenty minutes.
"That means you only say it around boys cause girls will *slap* *your* face." She watched him blink slightly as he continued to frown. Danny *had* shoved him. "Oohh don't give me that look." She frowned lightly watching him look up at her, as if waiting for her to slap his face. "I am not gonna slap your face off, but you are gonna go stand by the wall." She watched him look where she pointed to the *familiar* spot on the flat kitchen wall.
"Aaaaa" He groaned at her -go on!- as she dropped his arm. The moment he turned around to start for the wall she reached over and gently swat the back of his pants. "Ah!" He hopped forward slightly, turning back around to look at her with a hard embarrassed, disgusted, upset expression as he covered his butt with his hands to block anything else.
"Go." she pointed back to the wall, and he quickly started for it. "Oh I hate that word, I hate it!" She frowned watching him move towards the wall and stand. Blonde hair leaning into it annoyed as she sighed heavily That always made her feel bad. "Ohhh I am burning the eggs!" She squeaked snapping back to the frying pan as Daniella came back in.
"Jim I want my gun back." Her navy eyes glanced up to watch Daniella run directly to Jim and lean into the wall. Frowning as it shoved her from where it was facing it, looking away. Gene was going to be mad if Iris was mad, and Gene was stronger than Iris. That would hurt a whole lot more
"Danny where's-"
"-Where's Gene?" Her navy eyes glanced over as Gene came in with her container, laughing as it finished her question. "Here." He grinned watching her take it from him and move towards the sink. Dark eyes frowning down at the burnt eggs, he didn't want to eat that. "Looks good."
"Oh shut up." She giggled moving over to the frying pan and frowning down at the mess. She didn't want to eat that. Her thin hand pulling it off the stove and towards the sink, it was all going down the drain. Gene nudged her, but she already knew what he'd want. "Yeah he's looking at the wall." She sighed, watching the eggs run into her sink to her scrapping as the scarred elbow sent her a nudge. "He called Danny a.." She trailed mouthing pussy to him. Watching him cock a skeptical eyebrow before glancing back at the loose white shirt, jeans shorts and bare feet standing in front of the wall. Absolutely silent, listening to everything they were saying.
"Jim go on outside and wait." He grinned motioning his hand towards the back door. Jim made a small hesitated movement from where it stood before bolting from the wall and out the door fast. "Haha." He laughed at how fast the frowning blue eyes had bolted from the room embarrassed before he turned back to Iris. "He really called her that?"
"Oh just where'd he hear that dirty word Gene huh?!" She said accusingly. Frowning at him, but he just raised his eyebrows innocently. "Oh it's terrible. Just terrible. I can't believe you would teach him cheap words like that!" She scowled, scrunching her nose as she slammed the frying back onto the stove.
"Me?" He gave her a baffled look. "Why would I-"
"-Well where else he hear it huh?" Her navy eyes shot him a frown, watching him blink for a second. "I hate that word Gene." She squeaked annoyed. "I don't wanna hear it here, I don't like anyone saying it. You animal Starwind filling his head with dirty things." She watched the egg sizzle into the frying pan as she looked down talking. Navy eyes slowly glancing up as he didn't respond. Watching him just look at her annoyed. Feminine blonde hair shooting him a small -hmp- of a grunt as he started around the counter top and out the back door with a small empty soda can.
His dark eyes watching the blonde hair jump as he came out and the door shut behind him. Blue eyes snapping up at him from where they sat leaning into Iris's car on the floor. Blue color concerned, not sure what it had said, or why it meant so much. So who knew what Gene was going to do about it.
"Hey you." The dark eyes grinned warmly at the concerned expression. Nodding for Jim to stand up, and the blonde hair did slowly stand before heading straight for him. Standing firmly in front of him as the light face swallowed. "Get on the trunk of her car." He grinned, chuckling lightly at the blonde hair acting so strong underneath him. Dark eyes watching it hesitate where it stood before moving over to the car. Stepping on the bumper to climb up onto the trunk. Blue eyes snapping in his direction immediately as he started walking over. Frowning blue eyes watching him around, and reaching up in front of his chest before grinning as the light hands snapped at his from behind him. Climbing onto his back as he hung onto the smaller wrists. "You call Danny something in the kitchen?" He chuckled feeling Jim quickly nod as he started out of the garage, and into the small yard eyeing the rotting stump at the one end.
"Am I in trouble Gene?" He grinned at the small voice over his shoulder, hanging on as he started across the lawn for the small remains of the tree. Loose white shirt moving slightly to the motion of his body with each step he took.
"Think you should be?" He grinned
"I dunno." Jim cringed at his answer, Gene was playing around.
"Yes you do." He nodded, shifting his weight lightly. Feeling the small hands move to hang onto his shirt as he ran an arm around behind his back so Jim could sit on it. Blue eyes watching him sit the small soda can on top of the stump. "No. Your not in any trouble." He glanced back and Jim sunk behind his shoulder with the look as if it were a trick. Making him smile as he started back for the other side of the yard to the light arms squeezing him as he walked. Jim's closed blue eyes hugging him happy. "Yeah get off." He chuckled , crouching into the ground more so Jim could stand up. Blue eyes looking up at him as he turned around. Gently grasping the smaller shoulders and moving Jim to stand directly in front of the stump from this side of the yard. "Now stand still."
"Ah you said I wasn't in trouble!" Jim yelled, quickly yanking from his grasp and taking a few steps away.
"Your not." He frowned yanking Jim back over and in front of the stump again. "Stand here." He grinned crouching into the ground, as Jim frowned at him. "You see that soda can?" The blue eyes glanced up at it, nodding. "Your gonna shoot it with my gun." He grinned watching Jim's widened eyes fly back at him with his directions.
"But I can't shoot Gene." The blonde hair shook no baffled by the request. There was no way it'd hit it.
"Yeah well, there's no time like the present Jim." He grinned watching the blonde hair awkwardly grip the heavy blaster he gave it as he looked up at the can again. It was miles and miles away "Come on." Gene grinned at him, scarred hands running over his. Moving his fingers to hold the gun tightly while helping him raise it. He was frowning concerned at the empty soda can so far away. "You want to..." He took a step forward as Gene moved behind his back. Crouching around him as it helped to aim. "...Want to use this to aim and then you squeeze the trigger. You don't pull it." He grinned at the blue eyes that looked at him.
"Why not pull it? That's the same thing Gene." Jim shot him a frown and he sighed.
"No it isn't. You gently squeeze while you aim, alright?" He grinned as his voice ran over the small ear and blonde hair along side Jims face. Blue eyes staring ahead at the can, feeling the gun press into its hands more as he tightened his grip. "Get ready alright?"
"Ok." Jim gave a shaky nod.
"Aim." He grinned helping the light arms steady the heavy gun. "Now slowly start squeezing and shoot." The small face inhale deeply, focusing hard to pull the strong trigger back.
"AHh" Jim yelled as it was pushed back into his chest when the gun fired. A thin hand ripping from the gun and to its ear. Rubbing it with the hard loud noise before glancing at him concerned with the still standing can.
He grinned. "You missed." Jim just looked up at him disappointed. "Come on." He nudged the loose white shirt, reluctant to put it's hands back around the blaster. "I am gonna hold your arms this time and your gonna aim the gun." He grinned watching Jim lick it's lips as it straightened up. Raising the gun firmly. Staring at the soda can from behind the thin black line at the tip of the blaster. Blue eyes flinching lightly at the hard jerk the loud blast sent into his arms as he squeezed Jim to help keep him still.
"Hey!" The blue eyes grinned immediately, watching a small piece of bark fall off the rotting stump from the bullet. He shoved the thin shoulder approvingly as he watched the piece fall, and Jim's smile grew wider.
"Good." He nodded, before looking towards Iris who was yelling at them from the house.
"Hey Gene!" they looked up, watching the tight pink dress stand near the open back door. "Would you look at those animals Daniella." The thin red hair looked up at her soft mumble. "They're shooting stuff in my yard, ohhhh." She frowned slightly, stamping her foot.
"Ohhhh." Her navy eyes giggled as she glanced down at Daniella's immitation of her whine.
"Gene Mikes on the phone!"
His dark eyes grinned, feeling Jim lower the gun as it watched Iris. "Don't shoot anything while I am gone." He chuckled roughly the blonde hair and head, and it stumbled forward out of balance when he was done. Starting towards Iris with a small jog, and leaving Jim behind with the gun.
Blue eyes slowly looking down at the blaster it held as everyone disappeared inside. Maybe it wasn't such a bad shot, but it would never be able to take the jerk the gun sent back if it didn't have help. It almost knocked it back the first time. His blue eyes looking ahead, at the bare piece of tree now missing bark from where he had shot it off. *He* had shot it off, he smiled lightly. "Cool."
"Jim!?" He glanced over at Gene's familiar deep tone. "Come on! Car! We've got to go!" He sighed lightly moving the gun away from him as he started running towards the unruly red hair flirting with Iris.
"Buh bye you two!" Her navy eyes smiled warmly at them as she watched the blonde hair climb into the car quickly humming to life toas Gene slide the key in. Light hand waving back to her over the small -later- Gene mumbled. Grinning as it pulled out of the driveway quickly. This bounty wouldn't hang around for ever.
"Where are we going Gene?" He glanced over at the blue eyes watching him. Wind wiping through the blonde hair sitting in the passengers side.
"We're gonna go get this guy. Mike called said if we get him...we get five hundred wong." He grinned slyly at the blue eyes that did a fast blink.
"Wow and all we have to do it get him?" They shot an excited then skeptical look at him.
"Yeah, I'll shoot him, then we take his id and collect the money when the police show." He grinned as he took a fast right.
"Well go faster." He chuckled at the blonde hair motioning at the gas petal. Grinning as he pressed onto it more. Cool, they were gonna get to shoot something else.
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"Geeene." He groaned lightly. Blue eyes dully looking up at the unruly red hair sitting above him. "How much looonger?" He frowned, watching Gene continue to glare firmly at the small red door to the back of the brick building. Their car backed into the rough vegetation some ten feet away. His nine year old blonde hair brushing against Gene's thigh from where he lay in a loose white shirt and jean shorts in the front seat.
"Stop moaning damnt. You want six hundred wong or not?" Gene glanced down for a second.
"Gene." He sat up frowning. "Well I don't see any six hundred nobody walking around here and I have to go to the bathroom!"
"Yeah?" Gene cocked an eyebrow at him. "Well he's in there plugging some girls brains out and when he comes out I am gonna blow his away." Gene shot him a grin as he half grimaced with the information. "Now go to the bathroom if you want and stop making noise. He's not going to come out after if he knows we want to shoot him." Gene said with a wink, and he sighed another moan.
"Duh Gene." He rolled his eyes before glancing at the clock, it was 11:00. "Ahh but it's dark now." Gene gave him a look to shut up as he said something else. "Geeene"
"Jim. Shut up."
"Gene lets go somewhere then come back. He's been in there for hours!" He shot the red hair a harsh whisper as the dark eyes just listened to him.
"What? For what?" Gene shot him a baffled look. "We've got food in the car, go piss in the woods." He frowned at the answer and small hand movement towards the woods.
"I don't. Want. To." He growled irritated at the dark eyes.
Gene just shrugged. "Well then I don't know what to tell you cause we're not going anywhere till Mr. Nobody shows his face and I blast him. And if you don't want to go piss in the woods, than you don't really have to go."
"Aaaa." He groaned, slouching back into his seat. Flicking his eyes up at Gene to tell the outlaw how annoyed he was. "Well why don't you just go in there and get him!" He yelled, and Gene first jumped and than gave him a fast grit teeth warning loko. Frowning heavily, but he had to go to the bathroom and who wanted to go in the woods. There were animals and it was dark.
"Will you shut up blast it?!" Gene shot him a harsh whisper. "I am not going in there! If I get drugs all over me the cops will hall me in too! What are you going to do then? Stay at the prison, don't think so Jim." The scarred face shot him an irritated look watching him just consider all this in the silence, disgusted. "Here, eat something and shut up."
"*You* shut up." He growled, catching the apple Gene tossed him. Watching Gene just sigh at his response. Glaring at the small dimly lit door to the sounds of the apple being bitten. "And don't eat it all I want some."
He stopped chewing at the comment, frowning at Gene's grin. "But you ate everything else."
"So" Gene shrugged casually.
"Gene" He sighed chewing. "How come you can't oww." Gene glanced over, watching the him hold his mouth.
"Haha did you bite yourself?" The outlaw grinned, how funny. At least maybe now Jim would shut up. "Hey." he nudged the small shoulder as Jim quickly shook no. Not moving it's hand from where it was looking down. His dark eyes frowning as the blonde hair made a heavy sipping sound, as though it were drinking soup off a spoon. "What is that?" He reached for the light fingers that were pulling something out of their mouth. Blue eyes looking down at it, and moving as the scarred hand snapped at his wrist. Pulling its hand over to see. "Hah it's your tooth!"
"Shut up!" He frowned hard when Gene started laughing down at the small tooth between his fingers. Dark eyes looking back up at him as he yanked it away. The sweet taste of blood rushing around in his mouth.
"Are you bleeding?" Gene grinned at him as he looked over, mouth tightly closed. "Hahahaa." Dark eyes laughing more as he nodded, before laughing harder at his frown. "HAHA Here, come here." The scarred hand motioned for him to come over as the other hand unlatched its door. Watching him crawl forward with a hand over his mouth. "Spit the blood out." Gene grinned as he leaned over it and started spitting to the ground outside. Spitting miserably in fast pths sounds, as Gene grinned hard a few times. Patting his back as he slowly sat up moving his tongue around and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Did you spit it out?"
"Why is there so much?" He said concerned.. His tooth just fell out. Just *fell* out and he wasn't even punched. "Ah Gene!" the scarred hand made a move at him as he yelled. "Why are my teeth falling out!" He frowned annoyed. If Gene hadn't told him he was supposed to eat something, or not eat something to keep his teeth....
"Shh Shut up!" Gene frowned at him, shooting a hard disgusted whisper.
"No! You shut.." Gene slapped a hand over his mouth, watching his eyes frown from over it.
"Shh shut up Jim." The dark eyes frowned annoyed, feeling his hands grip at its wrists. Watching Gene look up and study the door before frowning down. Slowly pulling its hand off his small mouth that stayed closed. "Now open your mouth." Gene frowned as he opened his mouth, blinking quickly as Gene tightly grabbed his chin.
"Ah" He felt a finger slid into his mouth and he shoved Gene's hands away. "Don't put your hands in my mouth." He frowned pulling away. "I have to go to the bathroom, and your hands are probably dirty."
"Aaa" He groaned annoyed, watchign Jim moving it's tongue around inside the smaller mouth. "Come on my hands are clean blast it." He growled snapping at the small chin and yanking the mouth back open again. Watching the blue eyes do a fast blink as he moved his grip, forcing the mouth to stay open as he reached in to the small bloody teeth. "Ah your mouth is so disgusting." He chuckled, watching the blue frown at him, blinking fast as it felt his fingers pressing against its teeth. Dark eyes grinning lightly as they found the second front tooth loose along with a smaller bottom one.
"Gene."
He watched Jim swallow as he let it go. Blue eyes frowning unsteadily as they moved their tongue around. "You got two more loose ones." He grinned at the blonde hair. "Looks like your gonna have to start taking better care of your teeth soon because-"
"-cause they're falling out?" Jim nodded conserved. Wide eyed and upset as he casually glanced back at the door.
"Well yeah...cause the next ones you get will be permanent. You don't want to loose those." He grinned at the puckered brow. Watching Jimswallow a few more times. So it was going to get more. "Geez will you look at this guy. I give him to three."
"Three!" His dark eyes turned towards the blue eyes that shot him the harsh whisper. "I can't wait till three."
"Jim will you stop whining already?" He grinned watching the blue eyes continue to swallow and frown at him. "Go-"
"-I don't *want* to pee in the woods Gene." He sighed at Jim's stubborn frown.
"You want me to turn on the headlights?" Jim growled at his grin and shrug.
"No." The blue eyes shot him a baffled irritated answer.
"Hey when he comes out of there your gonna help me shoot him." He glanced at Jim watching it nod not really listening before snapping a confused look as it registered what he said.
"I am gonna..." Jim swallowed. "I-I am gonna help you?" Jim made a concerned expression. "But how Gene? I can't shoot good. I-I'll miss." The light hands snapped at his darker shirt as the blonde hair shook no. Gene was an idiot if he thought he could do it.
"You shoot fine, don't be so down." He shrugged. "I am gonna aim, your gonna help squeeze so you get used to it. I think we should start doing this Jim." Jim looked at him dully. "It's the fastest way guys like us can make money." The light face did a small smile. Gene said *guys* like *them.* That meant…well…Gene put them on the same level…a team.
"Maybe."
"Besides you want to keep scrounging around for heavy labor jobs?" Gene shot him a humored frown, watching him grin. "Yeah just a little more of that and we'e-" Gene silenced, sitting up fast as the dimly lit door opened. "JIm come here." Beconing for him to come immediately, and he started crawling over. Sliding into Gene's side as he stared at the door. Watching it slowly open to a groggy, drunken form.
"Gene." He shot a small whisper, feeling the scarred hands yank him over fast as the blaster came into sight. Strong hands pulling him back against Gene's chest so he was sitting on Gene's lap aiming the gun around the windshield. "Gene?"
"Shh" Gene frowned slightly, aiming the gun at the staggering figure that was just standing still. "Grab the gun." He felt dead pressure ram at him as Gene looked down at him. Waiting for him to do it, but suddenly this was hard. "Now blast it." with the order he snapped his hand out and grabbed at the gun. Feeling Gene steady it and overlap his fingers, before sliding over the one he had on the trigger. His heart pounding in his chest, as he felt Gene's finger tighten. "When we shoot. We aim to kill, he's going to die." He was breathing fast through his open mouth as Gene spoke to him, whispering into his ear. "Alls fair in love and war Jim, and we have to eat. If you feel sick after you just go ahead and throw up. There's no shame in that now."
His blue eyes watched the figure stagger lightly. Some man. Some man they didn't know, neither of them had ever met, some ten feet from them. Deep voice whispering over his ear, telling him how to shoot so he would die fast without pain because that was humane. "Gene don't shoot I-"
"-Get ready." Gene squint, aiming for just a moment before firing. Watching the darken silhouette stumble to the sharp bullet before sinking to the ground. "Got him."
"Gene!" The scarred arms moved him fast. Jumping over the side of the car with the gun and bolting towards the fallen figure. Aiming as it came close before relaxing at the sight of the warm, red, pooling blood under the dirty coat. His blue eyes widening at the sight, they just killed that guy. So they could...get...pizza.
"Jim we got him." Gene shot him a sly grin as the latch to the car door ran under his hand. Cool hard concrete and gravel running under his bare feet as he got out. Watching Gene pull the ID off the dead bleeding figure. "Thomas Lawrence." He caught the wallet Gene tossed at him as he walked over. Looking down at the pictures and name. He didn't look like such a bad guy, and he was married. "Good job." The dark eyes grinned at him. "You ok now?" The dark eyes chuckled, laying a hand his thin shoulder as he stared down at the wallet. "You feel sick? Want to throw up?" He shook no slow and continuous to all Gene's questions. Just looking down at the rough skin and face of the man they had just killed. Dead. They had shot.
"Abla..a.." He gagged and Gene let him go so he could turn around. Grimacing slightly as he started puking. Bending over with coughing and gagging at the gravel and dirt.
"Hey relax." He grinned watchign Jim continue to choke before coughing unsteadily. Standing back up and wiping it's mouth. Blue eyes turning around to him. Flicking up at him and he was taken back with the expression. To the blue eyes that disapproved, they didn't understand, frowning, upset, lost, scared and disturbed looking up at him. Its only source of direction, telling it...this?...was right? "You don't understand." He smiled warmly, roughing the small shoulder he laid his hand on. "If we don't get them, they'll get us. You have to play to win Jim." the light mouth swallowed, just listening to him. "Relax and get in the car. You'll feel better when your full of pizza." He grinned watching the blonde hair just silently get in and move back over to the passengers side. "Besides. Tomorrow, you get to learn to drive." He shot a sly grin to the blue eyes that snapped at him. Excited but skeptical, dark eyes laughing at the pleased grin that formed under the blonde hair sinking back into the seat. It had been wanting to learn for a long time.
"Thought I had to be ten." Jim grinned at him. Wasn't that what Gene said earlier?
"Nine is just as good." He grinned. "Besides, I am gonna need you to drive sometimes. So you need to learn now." Jim smiled, glad it would be needed and be taught to drive. "Why? You got a problem with that?" He chuckled hard watching Jim shake no as it grinned widely. "Good. Cause I was thinking, if you and me start a business. We'd do pretty well for just us."
"What kind? We don't know that much Gene." Jim gave him a skeptical side glance.
"You think that now. But together we know an awful lot." He grinned at the light features, watching them just think about this. Still contemplating being able to drive. Gene didn't know it already knew almost everything, cause it knew how the car worked. How much easier could it be?
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"Hey Jim will you lay off." He frowned irritated, growling as the second tongue depressor hit him in the head. "And get your pants off like Judith said."
"Haha Gene your so uncoordinated. I am surprised you can walk." The nine year laughed at him, before laughing harder at his heavy sigh of a response. Light hands digging back into the small jar on the counter for another depressor. "And I am keeping them on, unless she keeps bugging me." Jim grinned at him, pulling out another depressor and making small movements back and forth with it in the air. Watching him squint as it got ready to throw it. Standing up on top of the light green examining table.
"Jim if you throw that I am gonna shove it up your-" He stopped as the door he stood next to moved. Quickly stepping forward as it opened and missed him by a hair as Judith came in. Smile all ready for them, before her more of a shocked expression took over when it caught sight of Jim Standing fully clothed, on her table with her jar of tongue depressors.
"Uummm...." The blue eyes trailed where they stood as she stared before smiling sweetly. "Well I was..." Jim trailed again before just silencing. Watching her come forward as it sat down.
"I see your still wearing everything and your pants." She smiled warmly as she took the small jar, watching Jim shrug lightly.
"You didn't tell me why I should take them off." He frowned.
"Alright alright." She smiled shaking her head. Why argue~she could probably just skip the exam and get away Jim looked healthy enough. "I only need you for maybe twenty minutes Jim. Hello Gene." She sent the unruly hair a smile, and it sent one back after dropping its squint at Jim who had thrown five of those blasted little sticks at it. "Your over due for some vaccinations, and your ready for more." She heard him groan annoyed as she flipped open his chart before opening the cabinet. Blue eyes jumping at the small tongue depressor that smacked it in the face. Quickly looking up at Gene who was innocently leaning into the wall watching Judith.
"Yeah right Gene." He growled, watching the dark eyes glance at him and raise their eyebrows, with an innocent -what?- It defiantly wasn't the one throwing anything. "Huh. Just wait till I get the sticky arrows back home." He said grinning and Gene gave him a fast death glare.
"Alright." Judith moved between their stare and slid his t-shirt sleeve up rubbing a cotton ball onto his arm. "Your getting eleven."
"Whaat?" He gave her a baffled protesting groan. "Judith why-"
"-Eleven Jim." She stated firmer, watching his face do a small flinch and fast blink as she jabbed the first needle in. "Your nine, you get eleven." She smiled warmly, focusing on the needle to his small -aaa- groan at her answer. "Don't you worry. Once you hit the twenty-first, three months from now. I give you ten more and your done." She smiled warmly as he gingerly grabbed where she had stuck him with the needle. Worn soft fingers gently pressing a blue Band-Aid to him while he frowned watching her pick up the next needle. Rubbing the cotton ball into his arm below the first Band-Aid. The dull sting of the first needle not yet gone as the second one moved back and forth slightly like a dart before sticking him. Worn green eyes gently ignoring his small flinch and fast silent blink as she forced the clear liquid into his arm before pulling the needle back out.
"Geez." His blue eyes glanced up at Gene who watching them. "What are you going to do? Six on one side and five on the other?" He made a face, good thing it was Jim and not him.
"Something like that Gene." She sighed, jabbing the next one in to the small wince that was growing slightly tighter as the stinging built up. "Are you staying?" She sent a warm smile to the unruly hair that was never in the room anymore. Jim always kick it out, and Gene was good to have around. The man had a...weird way of...making things run smoother with his humor, or stern looks.
"No he's leaving." Jim spoke up immediately, almost frowning. It didn't need Gene to stay, it could do it himself. " *Right* Gene?" The blue eyes shot him a look as he simply cocked an eyebrow.
"Yeah right." He sighed heavily pushing off the wall he was leaning on as he started for the door.
"Gene?" Judith smiled warmly at him as he turned around to her voice. Frowning blue eyes looking at him from where they sat on the table with three Band-Aids. Two blue, one purple. His dark eyes watching her open her mouth lightly as if to say something, before slowly shaking her head no to a warm smile. Watching him just open the door and leave.
Her soft green eyes turning back to the frowning blue color sitting in front of her. "Why did you ask him to stay?" He shot her a frown, watching her pick up the next needle.
"I didn't." She smiled warmly at the small arm she held. "I asked him if he *was* staying." She glanced up as the light arm pulled back slightly so she would look up from her work.
"You asked him...to stay." Jim nodded slowly, cautiously watching her for a reason why she would have done this. Her gently form standing up straighter as she sighed. Soft blonde strains running under her hand as she ran it into the blonde hair, blue eyes watching her. "Judith?"
"I like you with him." She smiled warmly, watching him frown. "I know it sounds stupid Jim, but I feel like maybe what goes on in here makes you closer to him." She watched his frown deepen.
"I don't need him for this." He shook his head with her idea
"I never said you *needed* ...for anything." She watched him frown as she gave another warm smile. "In reality you don't *need* him for very much now...do you?" She watched him look down slightly. "Don't be cold to him." He frowned as she gently took his arm again.
"I am not cold to him. Gene's the one that makes fun of me." He shot her another frown. She wasn't there when Gene overpowered, outrun and tricked him. "If anyone's cold to anyone it's *him* to *me* Judith." He shot her another look as she jabbed him with the fourth needle.
"Jim, in life...you want to make sure you see all angles before you form an opinion." She glanced up at the blue eyes listening to her. "Do you understand how that is important?"
"Yes"
"Because you gave me a very one sided statement. That's a pretty firm opinion for such a cold issue." She watched him look away. Blue eyes ignoring the cotton rubbing into his arm before the tight prick testing his lips. Teasing them apart lightly, but not allowing him to utter any confirmation of pain. "I believe if you think about it more. You might change your opinion." He watched her smile at him before he gently dropped his eyes to the table. Soft worn hand grasping his shoulders lightly, letting him lay back onto the soft table. Worn green eyes looking down at the tight blue color watching her rub the cotton ball back into its arm again. "Does this sting Jim?" She frowned slightly concerned as she asked him, but he shook no. Of course it didn't sting. Who in there right mind would think this would hurt? Who would think he couldn't take this? He looked away towards the wall as the needle jabbed him again. His blue eyes doing a hard blink, but he didn't plan on letting any tears show for it, because...it didn't t hurt.
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He grinned. Suppressing his chuckle as he watched the blonde hair immerge from the familiar clinic door; slightly upset as it started for the car. Bright loose red pants and gray t-shirt heading towards him but not making eye contact. "Your not going to sit in the front?" He chuckled lightly as Jim started crawling into the backseat annoyed. Laying down and remaining silent before getting up as he turned around and cocked an eyebrow at it. Jim was only in there for about ten minutes after he came out. His dark eyes grinning at the five purple and blue Band-Aids that covered the top of each light arm now lying quiet. His unruly hair wondering where the last eleventh one was. "Come on Jim." He groaned a light chuckle at the blue eyes that looked up at him. Quickly getting up and sliding into the passenger side, sighing heavily as he started ruffling its hair. Watching Jim just supress a smile and lean into his side abandoning its pout. "Hey what'd Judith say about your teeth?" He grinned glancing down at the curled up blonde hair lazily leaning into him tired as he started the car and backed out.
"Said I have one more to go. Then I will have all my second pair." The blue eyes looked up at him, watching him glance down for a sec.
"One more huh?" He chuckled. "Which one?"
"This one." Jim opened his mouth and pushed on one of its front teeth with its tongue as he grinned.
"That one?" He was baffled. Hadn't that one fallen out like fifty times already? "I thought you lost that one? It's been loose forever Jim, come on are you sure you got the right tooth?" He cocked an eyebrow at the blonde hair. Watching it flash him a skeptical look. Of course it had the right tooth.
"They're my teeth Gene. I *know* which one is loose."
"Yeah well what did she say about how straight your teeth are coming in?" Jim was about to answer before quickly sitting up to look at the downtown electronics store sale. That store always had hot items, but someone had to buy them cheap so why not them? And who cared if they were hot or not. "Jim?"
"Gene turn around I want to go see what they got." The light hand snapped at his arm. Tugging it as the blue eyes kept looking back.
"What are you nuts? With a sign up?" He made a face. "The cops are going to be swarming that place in seconds." He frowned watching the blue eyes turn back around.
"Not if we hurry?"
"No. You want to get hulled in? They could turn around and say we were the ones selling all that crap." He grinned at the disappointed Aaaa groaned at him, Jim knew he was right. "Alright, if I say this, I don't want to hear any wise cracks." He cocked an eyebrow at the blonde hair, watching it just look at him. "Come here and take the wheel." He grinned at the blonde hair, watching the blue eyes frown as he just let the wheel go. So what he had said three months ago he was going to teach him how to drive. It wasn't his plans to break his rib.
"Gene you moron!" Jim snapped at the wheel, steadying the car as it started to swerve. "Your gonna get us killed! Cut it out Gene!" Jim frowned at him as they steered, listening to the strong laugh before the scarred hand flicked the blinker up. Blue eyes darting lightly as the car took a smooth left into a back road. "Gene I mean it cut it out!" The blue eyes scowled at him, relaxing lightly as the car started slowing. Grinning dark eyes slowing the car as the blonde pulled it over.
"What?" His chuckled, hearing the small question behind him as he got up. Shutting the drivers door and walking around the car, as Jim's eyes fallowed him with a glare.
"Alright." Jim watched him sit down in the passenger side before grinning at him slyly as it slid into the drivers side. "Watch me than." The light face snickered, stepping on the gas as he grinned.
"You know what all these road signs mean?" His dark eyes cocked an eyebrow
"Yup." Jim grinned thrilled.
"You know when to watch for your color arrow, know who's got the right away?" He grinned at the second confident -Yup.- "Well good." he grinned, slouching into the seat more. "Cause I am wasted. Wake me up if you see any cops." He grinned sliding into the seat.
"Yes sir." He laughed, glancing at the unruly red hair slouched next to him. Slowly falling asleep as he switched on the blinker. He was gonna circle town once, before heading home. Who cared it would have been ten minutes back if he took a left. There was a good reason to go...all the way...around town. What that was? He'd think of that if Gene woke up *before* they got there.
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"Gene." He grinned nudging the scarred shoulder. Watching a dark eyes just open slightly to look at him. "Get up." He grinned.
"Alright where are they?" The unruly red hair sat up lightly, frowning around for the cops.
"Where's who?" The blue eyes blinked confused when he looked back.
"Did you get a ticket?" The blonde hair shook no, watching the strong grin smile at him. "Hey way to go buddy." The light face grinned satisfied as he ruffled his blonde hair.
"Hey Gene!" The blonde hair called after him as he got out and started towards the front of the warehouse. "I was thinking.." The dark eyes shot him a grin. "We should do that more so you can get some sleep, and I can drive fine, so..." The loose gray shirt shrugged at him, grinning.
"You think I could use more sleep?" He chuckled cocking an eyebrow at the blonde hair playing with the truth. Blue eyes grinning at him, Gene wasn't that dumb. He knew what it was doing, scarred hand sliding the key into the warehouse door.
"Well they say health is the most important thing." The blue eyes grinned at him listening to the -Yeah right- he chuckled as the warehouse door clicked unlocked.
"Yeah I'll think about it." He grinned stepping in and waiting for the blonde hair to fallow before shutting the door. Grinning as he watched Jim flop onto the couch to a heavy sigh. "Maybe I should drive and you should sleep." He grinned watching Jim sit up fast.
"Gene!" The blue eyes snapped at him, frowning as he laughed. "Driving forever like that was killing my arms, but I couldn't stop." The blue eyes laughed at his tease, leaning back into the couch as he walked by.
"Yeah?" He shot Jim a frown, eyeing the light Band-Aids covering the small arms. "It was only ten minutes." He grinned, stupid JIm. Blue eyes grinning up at him, more like forty. "Move." He chuckled watching the blonde hair move as he slouched into the couch. Scarred hand lazily aiming the remote at the tv. "I have to go to work in about three hours." He watched the happy expression fade from the blue eyes next to him, but they didn't say anything. "I'll be gone till tonight, after it gets dark." He glanced at the blonde hair, watching the blue eyes return the effort. "Are you going to be alright by yourself?" He watched the light face patiently "…Cause you can stay down at the bar. Iris is working late." He shrugged. "Or you can tough it out here."
"I can tough it out here?" Jim's mumble looked reluctant. Running over options...maybe.
"Sure. Tough it out if you want." He grinned, roughing the blonde hair with a sense of approval. "There you go." He watched Jim nod to his statement. Yeah...yeah it was going to tough it out. "Good. When I get home, and I am coming straight back. I am going to sleep. I am going to be busting my you know what all night." He grinned lazily, glancing ahead as the blonde hair let out a heavy sigh. Fun fun.
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He yawned heavily, listening to the familiar click of the warehouse front door before he pushed it in. Dark eyes glancing around, the place was still, dark and silent. "Yeah." He mumbled lightly, frowning sleepily as he shut the door, locking it firmly before starting for the stairs exhausted. Arms and legs fatigued and heavy from lifting and bending for hours.
He grinned, at the small patch of blonde hair curled onto it's side of the bed surrounded with what few pillows they had. Pulled form all over the house. His unruly red hair shoving his cape off as he wedged out of his shoes before collapsing into the bed.
"AhhMM!" Jim snapped up fast. Small wife beater and boxers swinging hard.
"OW!" His blue eyes blinked fast, adjusting to the dark before looking around in a squint as the lamp switched on. Scarred hand now holding it's forehead where the strong metal wrench had just collided with it.
"Gene!" His blue eyes widened. He had hit Gene! "What were you doing! You scared the life out of me!" He frowned slightly now, watching the cringing exhausted dark eyes just slowly glance back at him. Almost in disbelief something so forceful came out of the skinny blonde.. Then again, it wasn't expecting anything at the time.
"Ahaaaa well I am lucky you didn't have a gun." He sighed hard, rubbing the throbbing pulse as he slowly sunk into the bed on his back. Blue eyes appearing over him looking down.
"Lucky is right."
"Yeah lucky for you." The dark eyes shot him a frown as the scarred hand shoved him away. Listening to him get off the bed and start for the hall. Switching every available light on as he went before the sound of the bathroom water started. "Aaaa." He groaned annoyed, this killed.
"I am really sorry about your head Gene." Jim sounded as though it were smiling as it crawled back onto the bed. Handing him a cold washcloth as he only frowned. Shutting his eyes, ahh was he tired. "Gene?"
"Yeah I know I heard you alright?." He growled , anxious for all noise to stop so sleep could seep in. His face frowning as the blankets started moving around him. "Aaa what are you dooing now?" He groaned annoyed, feeling the bed continue to move before Jim snuggled its back into his side as it lay down pulling the covers over them both. A nerved from having to -tough it out- for some nine hours alone in the big quiet warehouse.
He opened an eye to the small "Ow." and small arm that pulled away from his grasp as he gently grabbed it. His dark eyes looking down at the swollen reddened skin under the blue and purple Band-Aids. Blonde hair flinching slightly as the cold wash cloth pressed against the side of its arm.
"Your arms are all swollen huh?" He grinned slightly, who cared about his head. Who knew, maybe it would scar for him.
"Maybe." The blue eyes frowned as he shift his weight to get up. Scarred chest propping up on his elbow behind Jim before sitting up. Watching the blue eyes snap up at him annoyed as he pulled the covers with him and off the curled up light skin. "Cut it out." Jim frowned at him, and he grinned at the comment before shifting his weight again. Gently running his hands onto Jim's tense lonely shoulders, and they sat up immediately. "Stop." Spitting their command firm before relaxing lightly at the soft pressure he was massaging into its tense, sore muscles.
"Stop complaining and lay down." He chuckled, watching Jim slowly move some pillows before laying down on it's stomach. Blue eyes closing relaxed at the good feeling radiating into its back from the strong but balanced force. His dark eyes closing as he yawned, sitting there asleep as his hands massaged by themselves for the next few minutes. "Jim" He mumbled a slur to the blonde hair that hadn't moved since forever. "Hey Jim?" He frowned slightly, opening an eye to look down. His hands pulling back with a heavy sigh, as he realized the blue color was closed asleep. "Yeah your welcome." He sighed pulling blankets up before lying back. Dark eyes ignoring the lights on in the hall and bathroom and closet, all he wanted was sleep.
