A/N: The keyword today is bribery. ;) Yes, Lucy is really bad at lying-
but we've always known that, haven't we? Hehehe. No, I will not kill
Karissa-I'm becoming very fond of the Rafe/Karissa pairing. JUST KIDDING!
Everyone enjoy. Until next time-PCGirl.
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She was sitting down at the bar, trying to forget her past-completely. She wished she could find someone to get into bed, sex was always a good way to forget everything else. Looking around she noticed a handsome brunette at the bar, "He looks like a good target," she said as she went strolling up to him, trying to make herself look more desirable. "Hello, care for a drink?" she asked him, as he shook his head no. She went back to the table, and sat down, "No luck with the men tonight?" she heard from beside her.
"No, doesn't seem that way," she said keeping her head down and not looking up.
"Well, how about I buy you a martini and we drown our sorrows together?" he said sitting down in front of her.
"Chris? What are you doing here?" she whispered.
"I'm here to take you home."
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Alison was sitting on the couch looking at a magazine when he walked in carrying a plastic grocery bag with him. He looked at her and kept walking to the kitchen, "What's in the bag?" she asked as he took out a bowl from the cupboard.
"It's Butter Pecan Ice Cream, your favorite," he said looking at her with a smile.
"So now you are going to bribe me with sweets?" she said, trying not to smile. When she had got home she realized that he was going to have to find his own way home, and maybe she overreacted a bit.
"If I do, will you be upset?" He walked back to where she was and handed her the bowl.
"Why didn't you tell me what she was doing, and why did you not have a shirt on?" she said taking a big scoop and then savoring it.
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"Well, it looks like you kept it running pretty smoothly," commented Jack as got back.
"Yeah, Frank told me to tell them no mixed drinks before 5. That made it a lot easier. Caleb came by though."
"Really? What did he have to say?"
"Wanted to know where I was, acted like he missed me," she shrugged.
"Maybe he does miss you. You know, you could always give up this hunt for proof of him and Karissa working together and actually be with him."
"Yeah, but there's something more to her," she said as she heard something in the back. Putting her finger to her lips she walked over to the door and cracked it open slightly. "I think we found the person that was stealing Frank's supply," she said as she grabbed his hand and yanked him to the door so he could see.
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"I can't go home," she said as she got up, and went to the elevator.
"Why not? Why don't you explain to me why you are acting like you've fallen back into your old partying days, when in reality you are still as miserable as ever?"
"You wouldn't understand," she said as they got to her room.
"Why don't you try me, Elizabeth? I mean-you have a daughter who really needs you right now. You have no clue what has happened in the past month because you've been here, and not calling her at all."
"She shouldn't need me."
"Why? Because you weren't in the majority of her life so far? Well, sweetheart, you've been there the past year-and trust me that counts for something."
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"I didn't want to upset you again at the hospital. And I was heading to the shower when there was a knock on the door-I thought it might have been important," he said trying to steal a bite.
"Get your own bowl," she said, still trying to act upset by getting it out of his grasp.
"I was going to tell you when we got home. Do you believe me?"
"I do. I could tell you were upset by something, I just never imagined it was that." A laugh finally escaped her lips as she lost her composure.
"What's so funny?"
"You were walking around the hospital with your shirt inside out. All for me," she said looking at him with a smile.
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"You know, there are other things just as bad as sexual abuse," she said thinking back to those ten years of her life when she lived with the Tripp's.
"Yeah, there are," said Chris as he got quiet, thinking back to what he did to protect Jack. "I protected Jack from my father's wrath. Is that what you are doing? You think you are protecting Alison from something by not telling her?"
"It's better this way. That's what I've always thought," she said looking outside the window. She turned around and looked at him, "I was abandoned by my mother when I was six. Then, for the next ten years I was told how worthless I was, how my mother didn't love me, and that meant nobody would- ever. At sixteen I ran, ran as fast as I could-straight into Malcolm Barrington's arms," she said with a sigh.
"And then for the next twenty two years he never gave you love either," Chris said walking up behind her.
"Exactly. So how can I love my daughter, if I've never been loved?" she said as tears started to form.
"So that's why you ran? You are scared to love," said Chris as he made her turn around and look at him. She nodded. "I was scared to love once. Thought if I opened my heart to someone I would some how turn out like him. But you know what? We protect the ones we love. I protected Jack-meaning I loved him, even though I didn't know him. And you love Alison-you always have, Elizabeth."
"I don't know if I can tell her this though."
"Well, you know what? I'll be there," he said taking her hand. "I'm not going to say forever-because sometimes you just drive me absolutely batty," he said with a grin. "But I'll stand beside you for as long as I can keep my sanity."
"You have sanity? When did that happen?" she said, laughing. "Thanks Chris. That means a lot," she said, then without hesitation he pulled her in for a kiss.
"So why don't we head on home?"
"First, I want do something else," she said as she tried to pull herself together then went to the bathroom to freshen up.
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"So am I off the hook?" asked Rafe as he realized she had been playing with him since the moment he walked in the door.
"Yeah, for now I suppose. Anyways, I completely understand why she did what she did."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I mean you are irresistible without a shirt on," she laughed as she leaned into him and finished her bowl of ice cream.
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"Come on," she said as she started to open the door.
"What are you going to say? It's not like you have proof she's a vampire or anything."
"Hello, Jack! She's stealing blood. What other reason would she have to take it?"
"Fine," he said as he opened the door for her and she walked in.
"Well, hello there, Karissa," said Livvie as she tried to put her sweetest voice on for show. "What have you got there?" she said pointing to the bag.
"This? Oh there's nothing in here," she said as she pulled the bag closer to her body. What was Livvie doing here? She was going to ruin everything.
"Well, let's just have a look," said Livvie as she snatched the bag from her grasp. She opened it up and smiled as she pulled out a bag of blood. "What does this look like to you Jack?" she said turning around to look at him.
"It looks like blood," he said taking it from her hands and brought it to his nose, "and it smells like blood too."
"So what would the close childhood friend of a vampire slayer be doing with blood?" she said looking back at Karissa.
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She was sitting down at the bar, trying to forget her past-completely. She wished she could find someone to get into bed, sex was always a good way to forget everything else. Looking around she noticed a handsome brunette at the bar, "He looks like a good target," she said as she went strolling up to him, trying to make herself look more desirable. "Hello, care for a drink?" she asked him, as he shook his head no. She went back to the table, and sat down, "No luck with the men tonight?" she heard from beside her.
"No, doesn't seem that way," she said keeping her head down and not looking up.
"Well, how about I buy you a martini and we drown our sorrows together?" he said sitting down in front of her.
"Chris? What are you doing here?" she whispered.
"I'm here to take you home."
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Alison was sitting on the couch looking at a magazine when he walked in carrying a plastic grocery bag with him. He looked at her and kept walking to the kitchen, "What's in the bag?" she asked as he took out a bowl from the cupboard.
"It's Butter Pecan Ice Cream, your favorite," he said looking at her with a smile.
"So now you are going to bribe me with sweets?" she said, trying not to smile. When she had got home she realized that he was going to have to find his own way home, and maybe she overreacted a bit.
"If I do, will you be upset?" He walked back to where she was and handed her the bowl.
"Why didn't you tell me what she was doing, and why did you not have a shirt on?" she said taking a big scoop and then savoring it.
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"Well, it looks like you kept it running pretty smoothly," commented Jack as got back.
"Yeah, Frank told me to tell them no mixed drinks before 5. That made it a lot easier. Caleb came by though."
"Really? What did he have to say?"
"Wanted to know where I was, acted like he missed me," she shrugged.
"Maybe he does miss you. You know, you could always give up this hunt for proof of him and Karissa working together and actually be with him."
"Yeah, but there's something more to her," she said as she heard something in the back. Putting her finger to her lips she walked over to the door and cracked it open slightly. "I think we found the person that was stealing Frank's supply," she said as she grabbed his hand and yanked him to the door so he could see.
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"I can't go home," she said as she got up, and went to the elevator.
"Why not? Why don't you explain to me why you are acting like you've fallen back into your old partying days, when in reality you are still as miserable as ever?"
"You wouldn't understand," she said as they got to her room.
"Why don't you try me, Elizabeth? I mean-you have a daughter who really needs you right now. You have no clue what has happened in the past month because you've been here, and not calling her at all."
"She shouldn't need me."
"Why? Because you weren't in the majority of her life so far? Well, sweetheart, you've been there the past year-and trust me that counts for something."
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"I didn't want to upset you again at the hospital. And I was heading to the shower when there was a knock on the door-I thought it might have been important," he said trying to steal a bite.
"Get your own bowl," she said, still trying to act upset by getting it out of his grasp.
"I was going to tell you when we got home. Do you believe me?"
"I do. I could tell you were upset by something, I just never imagined it was that." A laugh finally escaped her lips as she lost her composure.
"What's so funny?"
"You were walking around the hospital with your shirt inside out. All for me," she said looking at him with a smile.
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"You know, there are other things just as bad as sexual abuse," she said thinking back to those ten years of her life when she lived with the Tripp's.
"Yeah, there are," said Chris as he got quiet, thinking back to what he did to protect Jack. "I protected Jack from my father's wrath. Is that what you are doing? You think you are protecting Alison from something by not telling her?"
"It's better this way. That's what I've always thought," she said looking outside the window. She turned around and looked at him, "I was abandoned by my mother when I was six. Then, for the next ten years I was told how worthless I was, how my mother didn't love me, and that meant nobody would- ever. At sixteen I ran, ran as fast as I could-straight into Malcolm Barrington's arms," she said with a sigh.
"And then for the next twenty two years he never gave you love either," Chris said walking up behind her.
"Exactly. So how can I love my daughter, if I've never been loved?" she said as tears started to form.
"So that's why you ran? You are scared to love," said Chris as he made her turn around and look at him. She nodded. "I was scared to love once. Thought if I opened my heart to someone I would some how turn out like him. But you know what? We protect the ones we love. I protected Jack-meaning I loved him, even though I didn't know him. And you love Alison-you always have, Elizabeth."
"I don't know if I can tell her this though."
"Well, you know what? I'll be there," he said taking her hand. "I'm not going to say forever-because sometimes you just drive me absolutely batty," he said with a grin. "But I'll stand beside you for as long as I can keep my sanity."
"You have sanity? When did that happen?" she said, laughing. "Thanks Chris. That means a lot," she said, then without hesitation he pulled her in for a kiss.
"So why don't we head on home?"
"First, I want do something else," she said as she tried to pull herself together then went to the bathroom to freshen up.
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"So am I off the hook?" asked Rafe as he realized she had been playing with him since the moment he walked in the door.
"Yeah, for now I suppose. Anyways, I completely understand why she did what she did."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I mean you are irresistible without a shirt on," she laughed as she leaned into him and finished her bowl of ice cream.
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"Come on," she said as she started to open the door.
"What are you going to say? It's not like you have proof she's a vampire or anything."
"Hello, Jack! She's stealing blood. What other reason would she have to take it?"
"Fine," he said as he opened the door for her and she walked in.
"Well, hello there, Karissa," said Livvie as she tried to put her sweetest voice on for show. "What have you got there?" she said pointing to the bag.
"This? Oh there's nothing in here," she said as she pulled the bag closer to her body. What was Livvie doing here? She was going to ruin everything.
"Well, let's just have a look," said Livvie as she snatched the bag from her grasp. She opened it up and smiled as she pulled out a bag of blood. "What does this look like to you Jack?" she said turning around to look at him.
"It looks like blood," he said taking it from her hands and brought it to his nose, "and it smells like blood too."
"So what would the close childhood friend of a vampire slayer be doing with blood?" she said looking back at Karissa.
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