paris ♔ tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away

[necessaryevil]

♬ Facade (reprise) - Jekyll & Hyde

WHO || Faith Lehane, Max Rast, Lissa Dragomir, Helen Magnus
WHAT || The Knights investigate a string of vampire attacks in France
WHERE ||Paris, France
WHEN || April 11th, 2015 [backdated].
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread.

One vampire attack is cause for worry enough, but when bodies are found with telltale puncture wounds and heavy loss of blood become a recurring nightmare across any city, alarm bells are raised.  Such is the case recently in Paris, where Wynn suspects that either a careless clan has moved in, or some lone vamps are stirring up trouble.  With the locations of the bodies marked out in the eight block radius where the deaths have been occurring, the team arrives in the late evening, staring at the rows of apartment blocks, small businesses, and pubs that comprise this section of town.

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[littledhampir]

[Little Miss Stoic asshole over here. (WS 28).

Shaking her head.] You know about as much as I do.

[likedillinger]

Peachy.

[littledhampir]

[While she's trying not to let it show that it's upsetting (Bluff 18). The reality of it is that Rose feels a sense of abandonment. Like the one person she thought - aside from Dean - would care enough to know something was wrong had looked her right in the face and seen past her. Ss much as Rose wants to just push it aside, pretend that it doesn't twist her insides. It reminds her of Dimitri in a way that leaves her silent, as if for fear that if she opens her mouth she was going to explode. (WS 21)]

[likedillinger]

So when we get back. [ he lets that hang there a second, as if he's not sure where to go with it. ] We need to make sure you're gonna be alright.

[littledhampir]

[Her features twitch as her face flickers through emotions like flashcards. Brow furrowed.]

Might be easier said than done... Nobody knew how the bond worked exactly. [Shaking her head.] It'll be fine.

[(Bluff 19) Unclear whether she's trying to convince Dean or herself.]

[likedillinger]

Damn right it is. [ his voice is a little rough ] I'm not gonna lose you.

[littledhampir]

[Either brought on by the roughness in his voice or perhaps simply a need of her own. Rose's hand snakes out to capture Dean's, staring at her fingers as they lace with his.

It takes her back to another time that feels like a lifetime ago now. The first time she had sat on a plane with him, preparing to go to a home that held more questions than answers. The first time she'd felt like she didn't know who to even turn to and yet he had been there by her side. The first time she'd taken his hand in her own and for just a second, believed it would be okay.]

Not gonna happen. [Gaze lifting to meet his.] I've told you. [Trying for a smile that's too broken to be truly happy but he'd still see behind the shaken mask of 'fine', that she desperately wants these words to be true.] I'm not going anywhere.

[likedillinger]

[ he glances over at her, and there's an intensity behind his eyes, as well as some sort of inner conflict. he struggles against himself to get the words out, but they don't come easily. ] ... Good.

I know I'm not the best at sayin' how much you mean to me. Not as often as I should. But maybe that's because I don't know how to.

I'm not-- [ he stops himself. ] I've never been good at this kinda thing. But you make me wanna try.

[littledhampir]

[As she looks at Dean, her smile sits a little easier on her lips. Brown eyes softening as the fear and uneasiness of the unknown their facing falls away for the moment.

Whenever people ask her about her and Dean with that skeptical tone of voice? She’d always tell them one simple thing, that to her said it all. He’s scared of flying.

Sitting once again on a plane with him made this next part easy.]

I know... [Her gaze drops to their entwined hands again, her thumb running along his index finger and she allows a comfortable silence to hang for a moment before looking at him again.] ... and I love you too.

[likedillinger]

[ something i need - onerepublic

his gaze, which had dropped again for a moment in his frustrated hesitance, flicks up to hers again, and the tired, utterly grateful smile that touches his lips at her words speaks volumes. his hand tightens around hers, and for a second, he doesn't say anything, like he's waiting for everything to come crashing down around his ears now that the words are out there.

when they don't, he just says: ] Don't know what I did to deserve you. But here's hopin' I can keep doing it.

[littledhampir]

[It's not the first time Rose has heard those words from him and as much as she wishes that everyone could see Dean the way she did? More than anything, she wished that he could.]

You're already doing it. [Squeezing his hand in kind. She didn't love him because of anything he said or did. She loved him because she had no choice in it. Because not loving him seemed as crazy to her as all the other crap they'd seen in their combined lives. Because her life didn't really make sense until they were together.

While she doesn't say any of this, there's still a look in her eyes as she keeps his gaze in hers. Like she wants him to be inside of her head and know what she sees. A man who was brave and loyal and selfless in all the ways that mattered. Who made her laugh and smile and remember what it felt like to be happy again. Who was flawed. Deeply some might say but she didn't love him despite that fact. She loved him more for it.

The only thing he ever had to do to deserve her, was be there.

Rose pulls in a deep breath, shuddering on the exhale and shifts in her seat to lean into him. Her head resting against his shoulder. Cheek brushing against the probably flannel of his shirt and when she speaks again, her voice is pitched low but it's the first time she's said these words without any trace of doubt.]

It's going to be okay. [Because even if it wasn't? They'd find a way to make it so.]

[likedillinger]

[ he lets those words sink in his chest, tries not to fight them for once, even though every instinct in his body screams at him to do just that. to reject the notion that there could ever be a happy ending for him, so that he's not just building himself up for disappointment all over again. It's hard to feel shattered by something new coming along if you never allow yourself to try and put the pieces back together fully in the first place.

Finally, he turns his head to brush a kiss against her hair, his hand squeezing hers as, not without some struggle, he gives himself one moment to believe it.

His voice is as rough as she's ever heard it when he says: ] Yeah.

Maybe it's gonna.