Disclaimer: I do not own Shameless.
The Plan.
"So what's your plan?" Ian yells, over the sound of bullets being shot by Mickey at makeshift targets hug up, as he walks into the abandon warehouse that they turned into Ian's makeshift ROTC training course. Mickey stops shooting to look back at Ian, then turns back around and continues shooting, offering nothing.
"So you're gonna kill Terry, huh?" Ian asked incredulously. "How well did that work out for you with Frank?". Mickey grips the handle of the gun harder and tries to drown out the sound of Ian's voice. All he has to do, he tells himself, is squeeze the trigger and all his problems go away.
"You do this, and I'm not waiting for you again". The shooting stops. Mickey looks up. Staring into each other's eyes, they both know that that's a lie. Ian would wait until the end of time if it meant being with Mickey.
"This isn't a stint in juvie we talking about. This is Murder. Prison. Life in jail. Maybe 30 years with no parole if you get lucky." Ian stares down Mickey. "I," Ian starts, tears forming in his eyes willing them not to fall, "I can't do this again" Ian finally manages to get out.
"What would you have me do?" Mickey finally speaks. "What fucking world do you live in where you think we can get out of this alive? You can't sprinkle some fairy dust on this one and just make it disappear, Ian. Someone is going to have to bleed."
"We could go" Ian pleads.
Mickey takes out a cigarette and lights it. "Go where?" Mickey asks, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and blowing smoke out through his nostrils, some escaping out of his mouth as he speaks.
"Anywhere" After hearing a snort, Ian grits his teeth and says, "This is one shitty town, in one city, in one state, in one god damned country of this world."
"Jesus, Gallagher, what do you think this is, you think we're boyfriend and"
"Fuck you! So it's OK for you to fuck Angie Zhago and I'm suppose to take it with a smile but you get butt-hurt and beat down every guy I'm fucking that ain't you! Don't, you dare say those words to me again."
Silence fills the room. Mickey stands biting his lower lip looking sheepishly at the ground.
"I'll do it" Ian says. At that Mickey eyes shoot off the ground to look wildly at Ian.