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Bela Talbot ([personal profile] enjoythe_ride) wrote2009-08-13 02:04 pm

[OTC] Soothe

[Set in Gorgeous. Michael = [livejournal.com profile] feel_theburn, Madeline = [livejournal.com profile] 1mountain_aday.]



Bela had returned from Madeline’s to find an empty loft, no Michael in sight. It wasn’t exactly a comforting feeling, given the events of the past two days, but she figured that it was better than coming home to find a dead body. The Charger wasn’t in the driveway, so she was free to assume—to hope—that Michael would be home momentarily. It was either that or assume the worst and she couldn’t, wouldn’t, do that right now. That was a punch she didn’t want to roll with, therefore she wasn’t even going to think about it.

The hours passed and the panic started to rise in her stomach. She couldn’t call, because if he was in the middle of the job, she could wind up getting him killed, and she could only silently will him to call her so many times. Each time the phone did ring, she jumped, thinking that it could possibly be from Madeline or Sam telling her something horrible had happened. That wasn’t what the calls were, but every crank call, telemarketer, or client that called was doing nothing to soothe the feeling in the pit of her stomach. She had a feeling that nothing would until he was back and standing in front of her. And that was going to take some time.

Just when she was about tired of sitting still, and ready to head out and try to find him, the door to the loft blew open, and he was there. She made her way closer, pulling him in and sliding her arms around his neck. There wasn’t anything that needed to be said for a long time, before it was eating at her too much, and she had to know. Good or bad, for better or for worse.

“Is it over?”



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[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-13 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
He still hadn't swallowed the idea that Diego was dead, and that there now seemed to be a new threat. He had hardly recovered from the days events or...even breathed yet. Except when he knew Fiona was alive and staying that way.

The moment Bela's arms went around him, everything else deflated out and he wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her hair. He breathed her in slowly and exhaled.

"For now," he murmured.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-13 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
He held her tightly for a long time, then pulled back just slightly to kiss the top of her head. He took a deep breath and sighed.

"Strickland's dead. And now...Diego is, too."

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-13 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Had no other option at the time with Strickland. And Diego...no. It's not good. He said someone was following him. I think that someone is after me."

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-13 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"We'll get through it," he said with a nod. He kissed her forehead. "We'll be okay."

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-13 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"I do," he whispered. "I have to believe it."

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-13 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
He rubbed her back slowly and sighed.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-13 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm here," he replied, holding her tighter. Fact was he had been worried about her, too. Even though she'd been okay and not a piece of that day's puzzle...he still worried. He always worried.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-14 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't plan on it," he whispered, his lips gently finding hers.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-16 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
(Bah, that shoulda been 'Don't plan on going anywhere.")

He kissed her back and raised a hand to her cheek, brushing his fingers through her hair. This was where everything always came together for him.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-16 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
He was happy to go with, letting go of her long enough to let his jacket fall to the floor.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-16 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
He sighed softly and let his eyes wander down and up her body slowly, before working the buttons on his shirt and dropping it. Then he pulled his undershirt over his head and stepped up to her, placing a hand on her hip. He watched down at her for a moment, before leaning in to kiss below her ear.

"You're beautiful," he murmured.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-17 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
He smirked slightly and let his hand slide the length of her back, before starting to back her closer to the bed.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-18 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
He moved over her and just kept close as he kissed her softly.
Edited 2009-08-18 05:51 (UTC)

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-18 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
He kissed her collarbone lightly, before pulling up slightly to get his pants out of the way.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-19 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Later he moved to her side and turned to face her, his arm wrapping around her. He was tired and drained, but he watched her for a bit with heavy eyes.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-19 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"See? Everything's okay," he murmured sleepily.

[identity profile] feel-theburn.livejournal.com 2009-08-20 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
His arms tightened around her as he started to drift off.