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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: 2011-12-20 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.