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Even hiked up in her gloved hands, Kate's dark skirts swish under her full buttoned and belted leather coat. Her boots clack on wet pavement. The curls in her hair are falling from being wet and dry and wet again. She wishes for the fiftieth time today, she'd taken the time yesterday to finish lining the breeches she'd pulled from the box.
It's after midnight when she clomps up the steps to Declan's house. She could just come in, maybe, but it's late and it's not his hut and...and and and. And she wants him to come down and get her and be glad to see her and kiss her hello and let her in because he wants her there. She shouldn't be in this mood. It hasn't been a bad day. She just...
Fuck if she knows. Maybe it's the Children's Office and her other-world son. Maybe she's just been away from her boyfriend too long and she wants him.
Whatever.
She raps on the door with the brass door-knocker and wishes the sting of her gloved knuckles against the door weren't the most honest thing she's felt all day.
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Title lyric from Adam Lambert's What Do You Want From Me?
It's after midnight when she clomps up the steps to Declan's house. She could just come in, maybe, but it's late and it's not his hut and...and and and. And she wants him to come down and get her and be glad to see her and kiss her hello and let her in because he wants her there. She shouldn't be in this mood. It hasn't been a bad day. She just...
Fuck if she knows. Maybe it's the Children's Office and her other-world son. Maybe she's just been away from her boyfriend too long and she wants him.
Whatever.
She raps on the door with the brass door-knocker and wishes the sting of her gloved knuckles against the door weren't the most honest thing she's felt all day.
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Title lyric from Adam Lambert's What Do You Want From Me?
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Date: 2011-12-17 10:00 pm (UTC)"You didn't have to knock," he says with a grin, tugging the door inward so he can welcome her inside. "Door's always open for you."
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Date: 2011-12-18 12:00 am (UTC)"It's late. I didn't want to barge in." Since when? She pats down his chest and steps into his arms instead of just through the door. "Hi."
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Date: 2011-12-18 12:54 am (UTC)"It's never too late for you to come over, Kate. Did I imply I like to turn in early or something? I really don't mind it."
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Date: 2011-12-18 04:19 am (UTC)"It's dumb. I know I can just come up. I just..." Head ducked to his chest, she inhales slowly, exhales, eyes closed and shrugs again. "Nothing's wrong. Can we go upstairs?"
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Date: 2011-12-18 04:39 am (UTC)He'll never tell her directly but he does love when she wears dresses for him.
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Date: 2011-12-18 05:28 am (UTC)"Didn't have time to line them and they were chafing." Plus, she knows he likes it. She won't admit it, but she likes dressing for him. A lot.
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Date: 2011-12-18 05:46 am (UTC)"You look beautiful, though. You always do, of course, but especially today."
That's a little softer, more sincere.
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Date: 2011-12-18 09:47 pm (UTC)"Not gonna lie. I'm glad you're looking." She squeezes his hand. "Even if I hate how girly it makes me feel."
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Date: 2011-12-18 11:16 pm (UTC)"Do you want tea or anything or would you rather just go to bed? It's late, as you pointed out earlier."
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Date: 2011-12-18 11:40 pm (UTC)But as soon as she says it, she just feels fried again. She stops him in the 'drawing room', hand on his chest and curling in his shirt again. "I'm kind of a mess right now. I could use--" A small shrug. "Tea, wine, whiskey... something. Mostly--" she says much more softly. "Mostly I think I just need you."
It's so wrong sounding. Needing anyone. Telling them she does. That someone being a guy. She couldn't give a crap about feminism when it comes to this, to being with someone how you want to. So that's not it. It just feels like weakness. Like vulnerability. And she hates that.
Hates it, but there's no way she can deny it now. Not with him.
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Date: 2011-12-19 12:50 am (UTC)"Tea and then we can talk? Something's bothering you, I can tell."
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Date: 2011-12-19 02:16 am (UTC)"Very British," she says and tries to keep her voice steady. "Just don't expect me to get all repressed and stiff upper lip about it."
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Date: 2011-12-19 02:45 am (UTC)"I think I'll miss having the swanky house if everything goes back to normal come New Years'."
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Date: 2011-12-19 03:42 am (UTC)Kate shudders and glares at the tiny tea cups. She'll let Declan deal with it. "Did you have servants like that in London?" she asks, then shrugs and bends down to unlace her boots. "You could build a nicer house if you wanted. No one would care. Those ones over at Green Arrow Estates are pretty swank." It'd be something to do.
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Date: 2011-12-19 04:20 am (UTC)If he and Kate start a family, he'll be building them a better house. The end.
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Date: 2011-12-19 04:58 am (UTC)It's stupid. Fucking stupid. Her hormones have to be out of whack. It has to be. Because she should be punching Declan as hard as she can and telling him not even to think about it because they're not doing that. She's never doing that. And she's sure as fuck not doing that on this island where she could disappear and leave her baby behind. Again. But instead she's curled as tight as she can around her middle just to make the whole thing stop hurting. And it's not working. It's not working even a little bit.
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Date: 2011-12-19 05:04 am (UTC)"Christ, Katie, I didn't mean anything by it. It was just...if it happened, we'd need a bigger place. That's all. I wasn't pressuring you or trying to hurt you. It was just an idle comment and I didn't think. I'm sorry."
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Date: 2011-12-19 05:11 am (UTC)And Kate punches him in the shoulder and then shoves him back so she can climb into his lap and curl up against him. "Don't be an idiot, Declan," she roughs out, sniffling.
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Date: 2011-12-19 05:13 am (UTC)Declan doesn't even know where to begin with this so he just kisses her hair lightly and holds her for a little while, trying to soothe.
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Date: 2011-12-19 05:18 am (UTC)Kate inhales hard and forces herself to exhale slow. "It's stupid. It's nothing. You didn't do anything, I promise."
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Date: 2011-12-19 05:22 am (UTC)"Tell me about it anyway?"
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Date: 2011-12-19 05:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-19 11:19 am (UTC)Declan's not really following her tonight and he sort of hates that. Kate deserves not to have to spell out every little thing about what's wrong.
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Date: 2011-12-19 07:14 pm (UTC)"If she'd just told me about Will, it wouldn't matter. Me and Will getting together if you guys aren't around isn't a mystery or anything. But having a kid, anywhere, anytime, but especially with the world ending... it doesn't make sense. Not for me. Not for Will. We talked about it, kind of, and that helps, but... I had a kid and died on him and then Will sent him away to keep him safe, and..."
Kate looks up at Declan, eyes shiny and cheeks wet. "Now I can't stop thinking about how scared he must've been, the little guy. All alone without either of his parents. Every time I think I'm over it, I see one of the kids on the island running around looking lost, or Coraline's crying over the parents and brothers and sisters she's lost or I'm kissing a girl under the mistletoe who's minutes from bursting she's so pregnant and tonight I went to see her and signed up to help out at the Children's Office and..."
She takes a breath but keeps talking. She hates talking and if she's ever getting this out, she has to say it all now. "Then you're saying 'if we ever have a family' and you want to build a nicer house and I never wanted that. Never. But now that Magnus told me about little Magnus, I can't stop picking at it. I know it's stupid. But I feel like a hermit crab in a terrarium with nowhere to go but around in circles."
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Date: 2011-12-20 04:51 am (UTC)Declan's trying to be cautious because it's not what he wants and he doesn't relish having the "let's not have kids" conversation with Kate when she's already raw and emotional. He's always liked the idea of family, has a great family of his own back home, but having children's never been on the agenda. His job's too dangerous, too many risks, and here on the island there's the chance everyone will disappear and abandon the child.
Sort of like Kate's child with Will in that universe, in a way, and Declan doesn't want that for them. Not at all. Not with some boy that's got her eyes and the stubborn set of his jaw.
"Because the idea of that scares me, Kate. It's not a good place to have children and I don't know that I'm going to be the best father."
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Date: 2011-12-20 06:40 am (UTC)"First of all, you would make a great father." She's not sure why that's important, since it's not really important for the two of them. "Second, no. I don't want to have a baby here. I don't know if I ever want kids. But definitely not here. Not where we could disappear and--" Her voice catches again, her hurt over baby Magnus flooding her chest again. "Abandon another kid."
Her fingers curl into his shirt again, and all of her fight and fire dissolves. She's crying again and it's so fucking stupid. But it feels...kind of okay...as long as Declan's holding her.
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Date: 2011-12-22 05:22 am (UTC)He kisses her hair. "I love you, Kate. Always."
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Date: 2011-12-22 07:46 am (UTC)She curls in tighter against him. "I'm going to help out at the Children's Office. I think I need to." It's not permission she's looking for. Just...she wants him to understand. To understand her. "It's not because I want a kid. I just...they need people to care about them and take care of them and I want to be one of them."
Now she's way past Girl Scout to something else completely. Yeah, okay, she cares. It feels kind of good.
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Date: 2011-12-24 12:04 am (UTC)Declan's mostly all right with that, considering. He likes being with Kate (loves being with Kate) and he likes the solitude of his hut. He wishes London was gone so he could stop thinking about James but that's not relevant at the moment.
"I don't have anything I'm passionate about yet other than you."
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Date: 2011-12-24 02:35 am (UTC)Kate rubs her cheek against his chest and works a hand up under his shirt. Being 'passionate' seems like a lot better way to burn off the emotion than crying anyway.
"If you want to talk about what to do with yourself other than be passionate about me, now's your chance," she says, sounding a lot more like herself. "Because otherwise, I'm in favor of passionate." She quirks a soft-around-the-edge grin up at him. "Very in favor."
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Date: 2011-12-24 05:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-24 06:41 am (UTC)That's definitely why she shifts in his lap to settle against him the way he likes. "It's okay, babe. I'm... I guess I just needed..." To talk about it. "You. Sorry if I freaked you out."
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Date: 2011-12-24 09:00 pm (UTC)Declan wraps his arm around her waist and brings his other hand up to cup her cheek and tip her chin up so he can kiss her. Kissing's definitely acceptable, even when he's in this in-between period.
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Date: 2011-12-25 12:15 am (UTC)Not like fuck me now coming apart either. Like I need you and her fingers are curling into his shirt. So maybe she's having trouble shifting too.
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Date: 2011-12-25 12:44 am (UTC)He'll want more later, he's certain of that, but for right now this is all he needs.