For a Genius . . . Part 4 - Confrontation

Disclaimer: Still not mine and when are the DVDs going to be released to America?

Note: I guess I should have put this on Part One - but this takes place Post IOTH

Gemini listened to Jarod's pacing until he couldn't take it anymore. With a sigh, he climbed out of bed. In a twisted way he had total empathy for Jarod's strange sleep patterns. Both of them had been trained to survive and function with little to no sleep for extended periods of time and both of them were plagued with nightmares of one form or another, though he knew his nightmares were less intense than Jarod's both in frequency and content, he understood the reluctance, at times, to lay his head on a pillow and, perchance, to dream.

He joined his brother, as he really thought of him, in the kitchen. Jarod's partially clothed form was highlighted by the light flowing from the open refrigerator door as he contemplated what, if anything, he wanted to eat.

Gemini sighed again, this time loudly enough to be heard.

Jarod tilted his head just enough to visually identify the person standing in the doorway, but he had already known who stood there. They had a connection after all, some sort of twin-bond.

"Anything good?" Gemini asked irrelevantly. Neither his nor Jarod's appetites really had a stopping point.

"Still some ice cream left, but we'll have to restock tomorrow if we eat it tonight," Jarod pointed out, now closing the refrigerator door and opening the freezer section. He shot an amused grin at his brother and cocked an eyebrow questioningly.

Gemini returned the exact same grin. "That's what tomorrow is for, right?"

With a muffled chuckle, Jarod pulled out the remaining two pints, closed the door and reached into a drawer for two spoons.

Gemini waited eagerly at the table.

The two of them dipped in companionable silence for several moments, just enjoying the taste of freedom that ice cream represented to them both.

Finally, Gemini broached the subject that had gotten him out of bed. "Why do you torment her so?"

Jarod paused, the spoon halfway to his mouth as he processed the accusation and it had been an accusation. "Who?" he asked cooly, putting the spoon and its precious cargo back into the pint container.

"Miss Parker, of course," Gemini unnecessarily explained.

Jarod considered denying the charge, but realized it would be futile. "Don't you think 'torment' is a rather strong word?" he asked, instead, feeling the phrase too harsh for his exchanges with his beautiful, but unreachable huntress.

"Torment, distress, torture, agonize, rack, afflict, punish, pick one," Gemini offered magnanimously. "Why do you do it?"

TBC

Thanks to Roget for the many forms of torment =