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A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates, but even though I have many different ideas I can't seem to put them into writing. This also means this will be the last chapter. If inspiration will hit again I will update, but for now this is the last chapter of "Random Conversations".
Week days
She was standing in front of his door slightly hesitating before knocking. She had his key. Everyone seemed to have his key ever since he had been abducted, but she never used it. She had wondered many times how he could deal with everyone invading his privacy. To her it almost felt like they were watching him through a live feed all over again the way they were hovering over him.
He didn't seem to mind though or if he did he didn't let it show, but he did seem to silently appreciate the way she always made sure it was okay to drop by. He had never told her so, but then again many things had been left unspoken between to two of them and still they always seem to know what the other was thinking.
Today was her day to visit him. They all had one day in the week they would visit him. Sometimes she didn't drop by, she just called him and they would talk on the phone for a while. The others didn't know about this, but in her opinion the guy needed a break from all of them once in a while, so she would curl up on her sofa and press speed dial and spend the day talking to him on the phone until one or both of them would fall asleep.
She had done the same today, but he hadn't answered and to say she was worried out of her brains was an understatement. That's how she had ended up in front of his house, key securely in her pocket just in case. She didn't need to knock twice, because he opened the door so quickly he startled her. She stepped back a bit taking in his appearance. He was breathing heavily, not quite looking her in the eye. Looking past him, she noticed pieces of glass scattered all over the floor and then she knew what had happened. She had seen it happen on more than one occasion. It was his way to deal with the pain invading his body and soul.
"Oh Nick." Immediately knowing he would dislike her tone of voice. He didn't need her pity.
"What." Turning away from her.
"You know if you need to take out your frustrations I'm always here."
"What? Why would I do that?"
It was true. Nick would never hurt her or any other living and breathing soul on this planet, verbally or physically.
"I just thought your hand could take a rest."
He looked at her surprised, clearly thinking about what she was saying.
"So you are saying I can yell at you whenever I'm frustrated and you will let me without saying anything back?"
A tiny smile appeared on his face.
"I didn't say I wouldn't say anything back."
His smile broadened considerably.
"Want to get some coffee?"
Their previous conversation had obviously ended.
"Sure."
"Okay, bring me some as well, will you?"
"Niiick."
"What?" Smiling innocently now, too innocently.
"Come on." She shoved him out of the door.
Maybe she should spend her days with him somewhere outside his house.
FIN