'You're the only one I'll ever love..' She felt his lips descend onto hers, his mouth seeming to caress her just as his arms had last night. His fingers were still tilting her head upwards. 'No one else will ever lay beside me.' her arms slid around his waist pulling him a little closer to her, feeling his fingers leave her chin, moving down and across her skin at the same time she felt his body inch towards hers.
The next moment she felt him lift her up, carrying her from the room as if she weighed nothing, she glanced down at his arms, he had such strength in his body yet he touched and held her so lightly. She felt the warm carpet under her feet as he placed her back down on the floor, his hands turning her around so he was standing behind her. His hands wrapped around her waist, over the white fluffy towel that covered her.
Her eyes lifted staring into the mirror in front of her, somehow it didn't look like her, it had been quite a few days since she'd looked into a mirror, she wasn't sure she liked the reflection of herself, there was something so sad about the girls features. She backed a little closer into Riley's arms, her eyes moving to the reflection of Riley but as she did so his arms moved from around her waist, watching in the mirror as he removed his top, draping it over the back of a nearby chair.
She turned around, placing her hands upon his chest, her lips moving to press against his smooth skin, then lifting to press against his, the towel still forming a barrier against them. His hands wrapped around her pulling her against him.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
Re: Spending the Night Together "Catherine." He mumbled softly between their kisses, but then seeming to refuse to allow her lips to pull away from him. If anything, his arms seemed to pull their lower bodies more firmly together, that wonderful sensation burning within him once more. Why was she making him feel like this, wasn't she hurting? Wasn't she still worried about the blood, what if he hurt her again..
"Cath-" But his words where cut off as the passion in his kisses grew even more, but he finally managed to stop himself, to pull his lips away from her mouth.. why was it so hard to think around her?
"Um.." His voice grew absolutely quiet as he remained right against her, he wanted to say something.. what was it? Oh, right.. she was hurting.. he wanted to say that perhaps they should wait until she was feeling much better.
"Catherine.. may I hold you.. may we lay down just for a while longer.." His hands moved up her back, softly touching her shoulders with the tips of his fingers as they soon traced their way around the edges of her lips. His forehead rested gently down upon her own, his eyes closing once again as his palms move to rest on her cheeks, his thumbs softly stroking over her smooth silky skin, the simple touch delighting his senses even more.
"You.. are the best thing that could ever happen to me.. it's like I've been asleep for so long, and now you've come.. you've just woken everything up that's inside me.. you make me feel so alive.." His lips once again began to savour the sweet taste that was now becoming so familiar to him, so comforting and uplifting.. It was hard to believe this same type of kiss had caused him such heartache no more then a week and a half ago. But Catherine tasted better, she felt better, everything about her was better then anything Joan could ever be or give. Slowly his lips pulled away, his bright eyes opening and his thumbs once again stroking lovingly over her tender soft cheeks.
"Last night.. it was one of the more frightening things I've ever done.. but at the same time.. the things you made me feel.. I didn't know I could feel any of that Catherine, I didn't know I was able to feel things as powerful as that.." He wanted to tell her how amazing she was, how wonderful she felt, he wanted to use words that he couldn't think of right now, but none perfect enough came to mind when he tried to think.
"All I could think of was how much I loved you.. it was amazing.. more then amazing, I can't think of the words, there aren't any words! ..I was inside you.. and I never wanted to leave.. I never want to leave you.. and I never want you to leave me, I'm so afraid.." It was like he had so many hundreds of thoughts on his mind, and he had to tell her everything, he had make sure she knew everything that was swirling around the back of his mind. It was obvious his body was screaming for her, especially with all the talk of last night, his hands slithering down her towelled form once more, pulling her slender form up against him. The gentle motion of his hips as he began to enjoy the soft feel of lightly pressing against her could tenderly be felt as his lips slowly moved against her own, already losing himself in a passion Catherine seemed to so easily bring over him.
Riley (about Catherine): She has the truest soul I've ever known.
Forrest: Oh no. Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord spare me - college boys in love.
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She nodded in response to his question her eyes remaining locked upon his as she answered him. She streatched over, taking hold of his hand and leading him over to the other bed which had been previously occupied by Jon, she dropped the hand which she'd taken hold of, picking up the pile of clothes. Her eyes found their way back to his again, blushing slightly aware she wasn't garbed in much at the moment.
'Ummm, Riley.' Her face coloured even more, could it be that she was still nervous of him seeing her undressed even now after last night, after just then in the shower. She clutched the clothes closer to her, her eyes slipping from his to focus somewhere on the ground near his feet. 'Could you.' She twirled a spare finger around in a circle indicating that he should turn around, forgetting that there was a mirror in the bathroom that he'd be able to see her in.
Once he'd complied with her wishes she hurriedly tugged on the clothes he'd left her, the bra felt a little small for her but apart from that he hadn't done a bad job in odering her the set.
She took hold of his arm turning him around again, still more colour rushing to her cheeks as she spoke.
'Riley ... will you come to my room tonight?' She smiled nervously, the pressure in her touch increasing slightly as she remembered what he'd made her feel the night before.
'What did you mean before ... why did you say you were scared.' She let her hand slip down his arm, her muscles didn't hurt as much anymore, now she was moving about. Her fingers ended up in his as she laced her fingers with his, pulling him down towards her as she let her own body relax down onto the covers.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
Re: Spending the Night Together 'Ummm, Riley.' After a moment of pondering what she wanted of him, realizing she as embarrassed of something, it still took a moment to realize what was embarrassing her.
'Could you.' A faintly amused smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he turned about, his eyes hitting the mirror as her towel was discarded, instantly his gaze dropped, his eyes closing to give her the privacy she was demanding.. she was so beautiful.. As her fingers slipped onto his arm, her hand guiding his body around as his eyes opened to see her once again.
'Riley ... will you come to my room tonight?' Her fingers seem to tighten slightly, just like her grip had tightened on him during the night.. he blinked away those thoughts. He couldn't live a day without her.. of course he'd spend the night with her.. and the day.. and the next night.. and every moment between if he was lucky enough..
'What did you mean before ... why did you say you were scared.' Riley could feel her hand gliding down his skin, her fingers curling up within his own as she gently pulled him down taking a seat beside her, though keeping his body facing hers and leaning lightly against her. Obviously what ever he began thinking over was making him slightly upset or sad, his head cuddled slightly on her shoulder as his fingers of his other spare hand began lightly tracing over the back of her hand that he was holding.
"..I'm terrified of being alone again.." It was a soft whisper, as if it slipped from his lips without meaning to, he wished he didn't say it once he had.. He felt so open around Catherine.. she could ask him everything and even if he didn't want to tell her he'd still tell her the truth.
"I heard a song once.. it said 'I believe this is heaven to no one else but me.' and with you, that's how I feel.. I don't think I could live a day without you.." Riley's eyes watched as he turned Catherine's hand over, the tips of his fingers gently searching over the palm, tracing her lines. His head lifted from her shoulder, his bright eyes looking over her face, his hand soon reaching for her cheek, his fingers still curled partially closed as they stroked over her soft skin.
"I have to believe in certain things within this world, I have to believe that my actions still have meaning, even if I don't remember them. I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world is still here, and that you'll always be beside me.. helping me remember." While one arm moved around Catherine's back, his hand resting on her other hip, his other hand returning to holding her hand on her lap. It was so comforting to just sit and hold her, he wished he could always hold her.. he wished right now he could hold her without the constant pain of the implant in his mind. Pressing the side of his head against the front of her shoulder as if that'd stop the hurt, he leaned forward, the top of his hand gently touching her cheek or her chin, he wasn't sure.
"You make me believe I'm not alone." There was a flinch in his fingers causing him to slightly raise his hand from hers, not wanting to hurt her should his hand suddenly close tightly and without warning. The flicker of pain was getting worse, maybe he should tell her about it, she already knew he had the implant right? His hand had dropped from her hip and pressed down into the bed just behind her, his eyes scrunched up painfully and his jaw seemed to glue together. It hurt so much, it was starting to hurt more, it was getting worse, the hand that was hovering over her lap moved away, balling into a fist as it rested on his own thigh. After another moment that hand moved to his face, covering it as he continued to keep it facing downwards and cuddled against her shoulder as best he could.
His hand pulled away, his eyes opening to see the moisture he could feel.. his hand had taken on a crimson colour, he didn't want to bleed.. he didn't want Catherine to see him bleeding... he didn't want her to see him weak.. he didn't want her to see him at all right now, and yet he didn't want her to leave him alone. The agony of the chip dimmed down to painful throbs that he could just manage to cope with, his eyes closed almost sleepily as his hand returned to catching the droplets of blood that trickled from his nose and fell from his upper lip. He felt dizzy, but slowly looked up at Catherine, this is why he was so scared.. he was coming apart.. who wants to be in love with someone who couldn't even keep himself together?
Riley (about Catherine): She has the truest soul I've ever known.
Forrest: Oh no. Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord spare me - college boys in love.
Re: Spending the Night Together 'I'm terrified of being alone again...' She shook her head slightly in response to him, when she spoke her tone was soft, her eyes looking down at the top of his head, watching his fingers move over the back of her hand.
'It's alright Riley, I'm not going anywhere.' One of her palms lifted to settle upon the back of his head.
'I have to believe in certain things within this world, I have to believe that my actions still have meaning, even if I don't remember them. I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world is still here, and that you'll always be beside me.. helping me remember.' As he spoke his words seemed to cement themselves into her memory, her fingers now running though his hair, caressing the back of his neck. She couldn't think of any reason why she wouldn't be next to him, she really liked Riley, for her it was as simple and uncomplicated as that.
She saw his hand move to his face, obscuring his features from view, but she could see his eyes scruntched up in pain, his other palm gripping onto the bed. What was wrong with him ... it took her a minute to remember about the chip, her hands instincitvley moved to cup his face.
'Riley ... Riley!!' She looked down at his hand at the drops of bright red, what was going on ... why was he bleeding? She didn't know that in time the chip, if it was left untreated would cause him serious brain damage in the next few months before it would kill him. All she knew was he was bleeding.
Her body pulled away from him, her eyes glancing around the room and lingering on the box of tissues near Riley's bed, she crossed back to the bed, sitting down next to him again she pulled two tissues from the box, motioning for him to hold one of them under his nose which she used the other to remove as much of the blood as she could from the palms of his hands.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
Re: Spending the Night Together
The sudden loss of her body caused him to glue his eyes upon her every movements, as if worried she might disappear all together. Her hands grabbed up the tissues and moved back to sit down in front of him, her slender fingers pulling out some tissues to begin cleaning up Riley's bloodied mess. His fingers stroked against her hand as he withdrew the tissue from her grasp, slowly placing it under his nose to soak up any of the fresh falling blood. His eyes remained downcast as he watched her try and scrub away the entire crimson colour on his hand, when he spoke his voice was very soft and thoughtful.
"I remember this.. I remember Lisa.. Lisa got mad at me once because of this.." His fingers scrunched up the tissue slightly more against his upper lip, he remembered walking down the hall, covering his mouth as he bumped into Lisa.. who got suspicious and upset at his nosebleeds. His eyes hovered over Catherine's face for a minute of admiration..
"My mother would love to meet you.." The fingertips of the hand she was cleaning gently curled around her smaller hand, his eyes once again examining it with affection. Small things slowly coming back to him as he struggled to remember the things that where from further back in his past.
"..She always wanted a daughter.. she'll fuss over you a lot.. she'll get excited and try and impress you, she loves cooking, she'll spend hours worrying over which dish to serve you and cooking it perfectly. And dad.. he'll.. he'll work harder, he'll work harder so we don't have to help out.. but I want to help out.. I miss helping them.." His eyes dropped away, his fingers pulling the tissue away only to have more blood trickle down, causing him to put it back.
"I didn't want to leave Iowa.. but they thought I did.. they tried to act so happy about it, they got everything ready.. they didn't understand.. I didn't think I'd get in.. I didn't want to leave them." It hurt remembering that, he wished he didn't remember that right now, he was hurting enough without remembering that, and other things came to his mind, but he stared back at Catherine.. he loved her so much.. he just knew his parents would love her.. but.. what would they think of him? ..Would they hate him..
Riley (about Catherine): She has the truest soul I've ever known.
Forrest: Oh no. Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord spare me - college boys in love.
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She tried to form a smile on her lips for him as he spoke, somehting telling her he needed her support at the moment. it sounded so nice the picture he was painting for her, but she couldn't be truely happy with what he was telling her, a kind of envy had taken up residence within her. It wasn't fair, he posessed everything she herself seemed to desire. He had parents out there who loved him even though they thought he was dead, he was head hunted by the initiative, he had perfect grades as far she could tell, he'd been to an achademy and he was intellegent.
'They sound really nice.' She said carefully trying to hide the jelousy in her voice, her eyes not quite meeting his, looking at the blood stained tissue that was in his hand. Her fingers closed around his hand that was in his lap as she struggled to continue. 'I don't have any parents.' he kept her eyes trained down at his hand, if she didn't close her eyes she wouldn't see them dying again against the black background of the inside of her eyelids.
She didn't offer him any explanation as to what had happened to them, it was hard enough just telling him they were dead, she'd not told him before, not that she could remember anyway.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
Re: Spending the Night Together 'They sound really nice.' Being pulled from his thoughts, Riley's eyes, which when sunlight seemed to hit them would be a blend of colours, stared down at her. But Catherine's where focused on the bloody tissue in his hand, when she began to speak again, her fingers had curled around his other hand.
'I don't have any parents.' Shortly after she had said that, Riley's body gently slid off the edge of the bed, his knees falling on either side of her. His eyes desperately tried to distract her from the stained tissue in his fingers, the hand she held being raised and pressed gently against his heart.
"Of course you have parents.. Catherine, you have four wonderful parents who will always love you, Heaven does exist, even if your parents don't live on this world any more, their souls will forever linger, in your heart, and in heaven. And you can't say I'm just trying to comfort you.. because you've seen demons, you saw an Angel.. you're parents will always be proudly watching over you." The words only just left his mouth when his head seemed to jerk slightly to the right before he leaned forward into Catherine's shoulder. He didn't remember it being bad like this, he did vaguely remember the blood, but he forgot how much pain this thing could cause him for no reason, but did it ever last this long before? He wasn't sure..
"The shocks ruptured some blood vessels.. it seems familiar, but I don't remember if it has lasted this long before.." He seemed to try and inch closer to the comfort of her body, to cuddle up to the one thing that he thought might make the pain manageable.
Riley (about Catherine): She has the truest soul I've ever known.
Forrest: Oh no. Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord spare me - college boys in love.
Re: Spending the Night Together
She felt his hand pressing her palm against his chest, her eyes flicking over towards him for a moment, then dropping again to stare at the floor between his feet, there was nothing he could do to alter things.
'Of course you have parents.. Catherine, you have four wonderful parents who will always love you.' Cat shook her head in response, 'you're parents will always be proudly watching over you.' Her head continued shaking as he finnished talking.
'Anne and Roger wern't my parents.' She said rather shortly, and exactly what would her parents be proud of about her? that she dropped out of school? that she slept with someone she hardly knew? that she'd stolen things? that she was a mutant? she didn't see much to be proud of in herself. She didn't want to think about them, it hurt, if she didn't think about them then the pain wasn't there.
She'd thought her life was alright before she'd come to Xaviers ... before she'd met Riley, before she'd seen all he'd done with his life and now she couldn't help but not be contented with what she'd become. She wanted to feel as if she deserved Riley, that she was worth something, but she could change couldn't she, she could learn to be smart. She wanted Riley to be proud when he said she was his girlfriend ...
'The shocks ruptured some blood vessels.. it seems familiar, but I don't remember if it has lasted this long before.' His voice broke into her thoughts, bringing her back to reality. His body shifted closer towards hers, she moved her arms to wrap around him and comfort him but as she did so she heard the sound of someone knocking upon Riley's door. Her arms wavered and her palms dropped to rest on his shoulders instead of hugging him to her. Her gaze moving to his face then over to the door.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
Re: Spending the Night Together
He hadn't been talking about Anne and Roger.. he had forgotten about them, he meant his parents, he told her he'd share everything with her, and that included his family.. his mother would adore the chance of having a daughter.. Catherine's arms wrapped around him, he felt so safe, but at the tap of the door, he looked almost with a panic over towards the entrance. That hadn't sounded like the familiar tap of Graham or Forrest, his hand reached out for his desk chair, his fingers just managing to grab hold of his shirt and quickly slipping it over his head.
It was a bit of a struggle for him to get to his feet, the palm of his right hand digging into the bed in order to force him up onto his feet. He swayed slightly on his feet, moving towards the door and reaching for the panel and pressing the button to unlock the door. But much to his relief, when it opened, Jess and Kristin where standing there, glancing about the hall quickly, Graham holding two black vests for Cat and Riley to wear.
"Get this on her quickly." Graham handed Jess the smaller vest, she quickly hurried over to Cat, helping the girl up to her feet, giving Riley a few worried glances as she slipped the hard, yet rather light vest over Cat's head. Jess hurriedly strapped the sides together, the vest now protecting her torso from bullet fire. Graham had to also help Riley get suited up, the young man's eyes kept drifting over towards Catherine.
"You're bleeding.. last time I saw you bleed was when that idiot, Jeffa, shot you." Riley had no idea what Graham was talking about.. someone's shot at him? Riley wondered if it had been serious or just a flesh wound.. but he wasn't in the mood to ask.
"You're not even dressed." Graham pointed out again the obvious, staring down at Riley's feet, still without shoes, but Riley seemed to tilt forward into Graham, before Graham set him down the bed. Kristin hovered about unsure of what to do, Forrest was off making sure seurity was minimal between here and the garage, causing distractions off somewhere else. Graham helped Riley with his shoes, Riley dizzily laying back on the bed, he was going to hold everyone up.. if they don't get Catherine out of here, it'd be all because of him.. After a moment Kristin went off to Riley's closet, opening it and searching through for his combat gloves, pulling out a black pair as moved over and helped Riley sit up, slipping the gloves into his hands once he was sitting properly. The fingers weren't covered by the glove, the knockes and back of the hand coated with the same substance used in the armoured vests for a more effective punch.
"Oh ya.. he's ready for prime time." Jess comment as Graham helped Riley to his feet, Riley looked back over at Catherine before dropping his eyes down to the ground.
"Never mind, we move out - now or never." Graham glanced over at Jess who was handing Catherine a black long sleeved top in hopes of hiding the vest from sight. Kristin grabbed another few tissue and handed them to Riley, but it seemed the flow of bood was stopping, though it still was hurting.. it was hurting a lot. Forrest suddenly appeared at the doorway out of breath, wiping beats of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, though he had a pleased grin upon his face.
"Right, the gangs off to cause a distraction, we're all go for the removel of the girl, never would have thought so many would agree to break protocals to do what's right." He gave another bright grin until he saw Riley, but before he could ask if anything was alright, Graham shook his head and motioned for everyone to hurry. Kristin and Jess moved on either side of Catherine, Graham leading the way and Forrest ending up walking along side Riley just behind the three girls. Riley kept his eyes glued on Catherine, a strangely distant look with his gaze as he thought over certain things.
"Earth to Riley, did you hear me?" Forrest asked before he repeated his question wehether Riley was feeling alright, he wasn't walking in a straight line so Forrest had taken to holding onto his arm.
"She has the truest soul I've ever known.." He mumbled quietly in admiration, turning his attentions down to forrest who was just a little bit short then him by an inch or two.
"She's wonderful.. and beautiful.. and she has so much hidden potential that she can't see, but I can see it, can't you see it?" Forrest stared at him, then stared at the back of Catherine's head, Jess grinned, but quickly tried to hide it, she thought it was cute, she hasn't seen Riley with a crush before and he was such a sweety she thought.
"Oh no." Kristin looked back, as well as Graham back at Forrests words, but Forrest was shaking his head, looking up at Graham as he continued.
"Spontaneous poetic exclamations." Graham grinned before looking back ahead of him, Kristin doing the same, but glancing hastily towards Catherine before looking ahead as well. Jess glanced back at Riley for a moment, offering him a sympathetic look, Forrest had a habit of broad casting every bit of detail about his friends, she and Graham had suffered the same thing when they got married four months ago.
"Lord spare me - college boys in love." Forrest gave Riley a cheeky grin when Riley stared at him, Riley hadn't meant to say something that Catherine might get embarrassed about, and he didn't want her upset with him.. The faint flush that warmed and coloured Riley's cheeks only caused Forrest to give a soft chuckle, but his chuckles where instantly drowned out by a panicked yell of agony.
"Riley!" Forrest couldn't stopped Riley from falling to his knees, grabbing at his head as the pain seemed to become unbearable for him to ignore it any more.
"Rye!" Jess stared down at him in a panicked worry, Graham hurrying back to Riley and knelled beside him, both agents seeming to use an old nickname for him when they grew worried.
"Rye.. why won't they give you a new one to replace this stupid chip?" Riley could look up at Graham after he spoke, it hurt so much, it was so painful, he just wanted it to stop so badly, he wanted the pain to go away forever.
"She says they can't.." Riley's voice was strained from all the pain, Forrest frowned at Graham, both knowing he had meant Joan, only she'd tell Riley something so cruel.
"That's stupid Riley, I had mine removed just over a week ago." Graham and Forrest helped Riley to his feet, Riley's eyes staring at Catherine as if she was going to run off on him because of how this implant was making him appear so weak in front of her.
"I was just looking for you lot." The team looked towards Joan who had just rounded a corner, four other men walking just behind her, all with weapons in hand, though resting them down at their sides.
"Ready to head back to the cells?" She looked directly at Catherine as if she hadn't even noticed the fact Riley was squirming around in agony while his friends where holding him on his feet. The team lost some of their spirit.. they where caught, but whether Joan had figured out their break out plan or not they weren't sure, but remained deathly silent.. all seeming to wait for Catherien's response to her question beofre they acted.
Riley (about Catherine): She has the truest soul I've ever known.
Forrest: Oh no. Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord spare me - college boys in love.
She didn't like the bullet proof vest Kristin was helping her into, she could feel it pressing against her chest, restricting her breathing, she'd rather have gone without it but just now at that moment all she wanted was to get out of here and back to Xaviers. If she had to wear this in order to accomplish that goal then she'd wear the vest and not complain about it.
Her eyes flicked over to Riley as Kristin did up the side straps and handed her a long sleved top which she struggled into. She was worried about Riley, she'd seen him, like this before, just before he'd collapsed in that weird other dimension she'd been sent to.
'You're bleeding.. last time I saw you bleed was when that idiot, Jeffa, shot you.' She looked at Graham and then back at Riley ... someone had shot him!! but then she'd shot spike hadn't she and Riley had tried to shoot her. Her eyes dropped from his as she pulled her hair out from the back of the jumper she'd been given.
'Riley, this is worse then your headaches and nosebleeds! This is scaring me! Riley.'
'Riley you're trembling...'
'So they can tell me I'm dying for no reason they can find?' A flicker of something close to fear ran down her spine ... had he been telling the truth? was he really dying? she'd forgotten he'd said it.
Her eyes looked back at Riley who was now lying on Jon's bed ... what if Xavier couldn't do anything for him? what if no one could ... what if he died? She knew just then that it was the last thing, the very last thing in the world she wanted, to know she could never see him again, to know he'd never be thinking about her that she'd never hold him again.
'Right, the gangs off to cause a distraction, we're all go for the removel of the girl, never would have thought so many would agree to break protocals to do what's right.' She wondered what they were doing as a distraction, hoping they wouldn't get in trouble just to help her escape. She felt a faint flicker of annoyance at him calling her 'the girl' she had a name, it was as bad as the number on her dog tags, she didn't like being depersionalized.
She felt the two girls fall into sink next to her as they walked, she couldn't see Riley unless she turned around, she did this once, then reassured herself by the sound of his footsteps as they walked. She couldn't help feeling very childish around the group who were all several years older than her, like a child who's been found doing something they shouldn't be and is being taken to see their mother.
'She's wonderful.. and beautiful.. and she has so much hidden potential that she can't see, but I can see it, can't you see it?' Cat felt colour leap into her cheeks at his words, she knew he was talking about her, she was glad that he saw somthing in her even if she didn't, but then if he didn't see anything he probably wouldn't be dating her.
'Riley!' She turned to see Riley upon his knees .... Riley!? Caaaat! It was like being back in Lost Angles with Dawn, upon that street where the sun never shon.
Cat turned to go back to Riley when the sound of footsteps came from around the corner, she looked over her shoulder, catching sight of Joan with four heavily armed guards coming down the corridor, her eyes flicked down at Riley and then back to Joan. She wanted to help Riley but at the same time she had to protect him from Joan.
'Ready to head back to the cells.' Cat glanced around her, there was nowhere she could go even if she'd wanted to run. She turned back to face the part girl, part demon.
'No.' She said managing to sound rather sulky. 'I don't have to go back in there anymore.' Riley was supposed to be taking care of her ... wasn't he.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
Re: Spending the Night Together 'No.' Her tone had caused Riley to force open his eyes and look towards her.. look at her.. that was his Cat.. his love standing up to Joan, to the bully that seems to always ruin everything for Riley.
'I don't have to go back in there anymore.' And she was right, Joan must have not been told, Riley had full say over her, she was allowed to stay with him.. she was allowed to stay with him forever..
"Commander Halliwell gave me permission to watch over Catherine, you can't order her back there, you're not allowed to give her commands." There was a slight confidence in his voice, also a slight tremble from the pain, but for some reason, Joan just smiled at him. He didn't like it when she smiled.. her smiling was as bad as Catherine screaming at him..
"Then I'm going to give you an offer Kitty, one even you have to admit is nice of me." Joan's eyes looked back towards Riley, the faint smere of blood on his upper lip, the way they where holding him, the tiny beads of sweat forming on his forehead from all the pain.. she knew exactly what was wrong with him.
"You can walk out of here right now.. and Finn can go with you." Did Joan mean that? Why did she have that cruel smile if hse was saying something as woundrous as this!? This is what he wanted, he wanted to leave with Cat, he wanted to be with her, to spend the rest of his life holding onto her.
"But he'll only live for two months if he's lucky, if not, he'll make it to a year, he'd have brain damaged for certain though." At that, Riley suddenly remembered about everything he's been told, he forgot he'd die with this in his head, he didn't want to die.. not now he's found Catherine. But then again, he didn't care, because he didn't want to live with out her more, he still meant it, he could spend the rest of his life holding her.. no matter how long or short it was.
"Or you leave, Finn stays, we wipe his memories and go back to happy Catless days, give him a new chip, lives a long useful life." Riley's heart froze at Joan's cold worlds, he knew how much Catherine wanted to leave, would she leave but was there a chance she would go without him? Riley seemed to glue his eyes on Cat, as if hoping that he was forcing his thoughts into her mind.. he wanted to stay with her, he didn't care, he didn't want to forget her.. not again. He slowly sank to his knees, he could tell Catherine was thinking about both options, didn't she understand, there was no choice.. it was with her.. it has to be with her..
Forrest, Graham and the two girls moved back slightly, stepping away from Joan and a few feet away behind Riley, they felt so helpless.. If she could only see how much it meant to him.. to stay with her.. to have her tell him one day that she loves him.. that's all his life meant to him right now.. to have her love him, she had to see it.. she had to understand there was no other option other then him remaining with her..
Riley (about Catherine): She has the truest soul I've ever known.
Forrest: Oh no. Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord spare me - college boys in love.
Re: Spending the Night Together 'Commander Halliwell gave me permission to watch over Catherine, you can't order her back there, you're not allowed to give her commands.' Her eyes glanced back at him feeling a rush of affection for him since he was standing up for her.
'Then I'm going to give you an offer Kitty, one even you have to admit is nice of me.'
'My names not Kitty.' She said with a slight snarl, her hands clentching into fists by her sides as she spoke, it was that name her father used to call her, she didn't want anyone else calling her by that name.
'You can walk out of here right now.. and Finn can go with you.' Her heart seemed to do a somersaulted leap in her hcest, they were going to let her walk free, the pair of them ... she didn't even think that there was going to be a catch that Joan who'd been so nasty to her since she'd been brought here was going to let her go free.
'But.' The word seemed to slice into her happiness, cutting though what she had been feeling, her eyes centered on Joan's face, waiting to know what she was going to say.
'But he'll only live for two months if he's lucky, if not, he'll make it to a year, he'd have brain damaged for certain though.' She blinked as if she didn't quite understand what Joan was telling her .... dead? her beatutiful Riley dead? Her body turned so she could look back at Riley ... did Joan know what had happened between the two of them? had she guessed?
'Or you leave, Finn stays, we wipe his memories and go back to happy Catless days, give him a new chip, lives a long useful life.' How could she do this? why couldn't they just give Riley a new chip and set him free, why did everything have to be so hard?
Her eyes fell upon his, her darker gaze meeting his lighter one, she understood just then what his eyes were trying to tell her, he wanted to go with her ... but he'd leave her ... even if he didn't want to, he'd have to leave her .... but perhaps that was what loving her did to people, it killed them.
She watched as he slumped onto his knees, she couldn't do that to him ... two months? She found her body was turning away from Joan, making her way to kneel in front of Riley, her hands streatching over to cup his face in his hands. What would it be like to know he was dead, to know he wasn't breathing.
'Riley.' Her voice was a mere whisper so none of the others could hear what she was saying to him. 'Riley, I don't want to leave you.' Her forehead moved to rest against his. 'I would rather live my life knowing your alive even if you don't know me than live it knowing your dead.' She wanted to thank him, for everything, for being there for her, for last night, for saying he loved her but there didn't seem to be any words left for him in her. She could feel tears threatening to fall from her eyes, her head shifted to rest her lips against his forehead. She forced herself to her feet, turning away from Riley, she couldn't look back at him, it would break her heart to see him kneeling there.
'Alright then ... replace his chip.' She said, her eyes managing to meet Joan's for a moment before they slid away.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
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Catherine's body knelled down in front of him, he had to be brave, he had to keep his face free of tears and free of pain, he had be stronger.. he had to..
'Riley.' He had to quieten his breathing, she was talking so softly, he so scared she'd say something so very important and he'll miss it.
'Riley, I don't want to leave you.' The warmth of her forehead rested against his own, but all he could think of was.. if she didn't want to leave him, why did it sound as if that's exactly what she was about to do..
'I would rather live my life knowing your alive even if you don't know me than live it knowing your dead.' And he wanted to be dead.. then live and not know her.. for him.. that was worse then death. The bitter sweet feel of her lips against his forehad did little to comfort him, if anything, it reminded him of everything he was about to lose. She got up, moving away from him, he was being left behind again.. he was being.. abandond.
'Alright then ... replace his chip.' No! No he ddn't want that, he didn't want that at all, he stood to his feet, his hand reaching out for Catherine's arm and turning her towards him. His touch seemed so desperate, the tips of his figners reaching for her cheek, his hands then taking hold of hers and pulling them up to his own cheeks, shaking his head gently. It hurt so much, but it hurt in an all new and different way again, he was so terrified, he told her, he told her he didn't ever want to be alone again. His hands slipped around her back, pulling her into his embrace, he didn't want her to leave him, he didn't want to be without her ever again.
"You have to promise me you'll remember something for me.." His voice was shaking, the tremble having nothing to do with the pain of the implant, he knew full well he could never change her mind.. not now. His hand had gently rested against the back of her head, his lips resting on the top of her soft hair as he spoke.
"Will.. will you remember that I love you.. that.. that you where the only thing that's ever been real for me? Will you remember.. that you where the one thing I wanted to hold onto.. will you remember... that I'm drowning in you." Joan ignored the moment totally, motioning for two of the guards to take hold of Riley, pulling him from her, his arms slipping away from the warmth of her body.. from the comfort of her soul.
"When I said you have four parents who love you.. I meant the other two as being my parents, visit them Catherine, let me share something with you.." He wished one of his hands where free, just to wipe away the tears that where dangerously close to falling from him. He refused to look away from Catherine until they had guided him down the hall hat Joan had appeared from, as soon as Cat was from his sight, Riley shut his eyes.. he won't open them again.. she was going to be the last thing he sees..
Riley (about Catherine): She has the truest soul I've ever known.
Forrest: Oh no. Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord spare me - college boys in love.
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Catherine felt him tug her into his arms, his hand wrapping around her, pulling her against him, his lips resting on her hair, she didn't want to leave him, she never wanted him to let go of her, not for a moment. But she knew she was going to loose him, and she'd have to live knowing he didn't know who she was, maybe it would be better for him, maybe she'd rather be in his place, at least he wouldn't have to live every day knowing he couldn't have her.
'You have to promise me you'll remember something for me.' She nodded into his chest, feeling two tears slipping down from her cheeks, dropping onto his chest.
'Will.. will you remember that I love you.. that.. that you where the only thing that's ever been real for me? Will you remember.. that you where the one thing I wanted to hold onto.. will you remember... that I'm drowning in you.' She nodded again, the words seemed to be getting stuck in her throat.
'I won't forgett Riley.' She said her voice soft even though the pressure which seemed to be closing off her air supply. She heard the footsteps of the guards, felt them take hold of him, removing him from her grasp, her eyes watching as he was half dragged off.
'When I said you have four parents who love you.. I meant the other two as being my parents, visit them Catherine, let me share something with you.' She found herself nodding even though she had no intention of going to see them, what was she going to say, I'm the girlfriend of your son who's not actually dead, but he can't remember any of us because he's been drugged by the initiative ....
'I hate you.' She said looking back to Joan, her hands clentched back into fists by her sides.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
Re: Spending the Night Together 'I hate you.' Joan's eyes moved from where Riley's form had disappeared to Cat, her dark eyes focused solely on Joan, a faint smile appearin on the part demons lips.
"And Riley 'Really hates you' and I'm sure you've said similarly nasty things to the guy every minute you've ever known him." Folding her arms over her chest, Her eyes peered towards Graham and the others, all seeming to be watching yet not responding to the situation. A chuckle escaped Joan, her eyes moving back to Catherine, a superior look within her eyes.
"And yet you're both the perfect couple now aren't you?" Moving a few feet towards Cat, the smug attitued obviously telling everyone how pleased she was with being able to hurt Catherine. Once she was face to face with the younger girl, Joan looked down at her, being two or three inches taller then her.
"So what does that mean Kitty-cat? ..You want to sleep with me as well?" If Joan had noticed the shift of movement from Graham before Forrest gripped hold of his arm, she paid it no attention. The agent had no right to do any of this, she was giving the Initiative a worse name then they really where. They where meant to help people, not tear them apart, Graham hasn't seen Riley in tears since they had to tell his parents that Riley had died.. Graham hopped back into the car and the look Riley had given him.. it had torn him apart, even now, so many years later, Graham still felt so terrible over following Halliwell's orders and lying to Mr and Mrs Finn.
Re: Spending the Night Together 'And Riley 'Really hates you' and I'm sure you've said similarly nasty things to the guy every minute you've ever known him.'
'I'm Cat and I'm not staying here.' outside the front of Xaviers ....
'Well you have your guardians drive you miles from your home and dump you outside a school full of mutants and see how you like it.' In the front hall during the team meetings ....
'I do like hurting people, because it makes me feel better if I'm not the only on one suffering.' On the streets of Lost Angles.
'Dammit Riley your not Marc Lucas.' In the intiative cells ....
'I don't like Riley that way, he's not my type.' To Joan when questionned what she thought about him ....
'I don't want him, you can have him for all I care.' When Joan was tormenting her ....
'I don't know why your bothering learning Riley. You'll never use anything of what your learning because your never getting out of here, the initiative will never let you go. Your as trapped as I am Riley.' To Riley when he tired to be nice to her ....
'How dare you.' .... 'Your a wreck.' .... 'I hate you Riley.' .... Your exactly what Joan called you ... "a mindless killer".' .... Perhaps Joan was right, maybe all she had done was shout at Riley ... and now she had lost time and there was nothing she could do to get him back, she could hardly pit her strength against all the might of the initiative and hope to come out alive. Maybe Xavier could help her, if she asked him when she got back, but how would they even find the initiative again and what if Riley never remembered her.
'And yet you're both the perfect couple now aren't you?'Cat glowered at her as Joan moved closer towards her, her face tilted slightly so she could still keep eyes contact with the girl who now stood in front of her. She could feel her finger nails digging into her skin because her hands were clentched so tightly.
'So what does that mean Kitty-cat? ..You want to sleep with me as well?' How dare Joan talk like this, how dare she, something inside Cat snapped. She didn't even remember lifting her fist but she felt the pain in her own hand as she punched the woman who stood taunting her around the face. Hanging around on the streets for a few years had taught Cat a few things, and one of these was it was often best to hit first, that was you had the upper hand in a fight. She didn't care if there were armed guards behind them, all she saw was Joan and that Joan was the reason Riley had been taken away from her. And all she knew was that she wanted to inflict the same amount of pain on Joan as the woman had given her.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
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As Catherine's fist impacted Joan's face, her head jerked back, quickly pulling itself forward again, her hand reaching for her nose, her fingers wipping away the trickle of crimson that dared dribble down upon her upper lip. There was a sudden rush of bodies moving past Catheirne and Joan, Graham and Forrest taking Catherines punch as a command for them to attack. Joan's hand snapped out, gripping Catherine's throat, her foot pressing down hard on both her toes to stop her from kicking about.
"Think you're pretty cute don't you? You just ruined the life of every soldier you've had contact with." Joan's other hand pulled out the small oval shapped device, her finger pressing down on the button and activating the implants of the soldiers. The yells from Graham, Jess and Kristin made Forrest spin about from his fist fight with one of the guards, a quick strike across the armoured Agents face knocking him hard to the ground. Forrest Grabbed hold of the mans weapon, swinging it as hard as he could at the back of Joan's head.
The force shocked her into dropping both Catherine and the device to activate implants, pushing Catherine back slightly as her hand spun about and grabbed hold of the gun, pulling the trigger and not even bothering to watch as the bullet slammed hard into Forrest hidden breast plate. Joan had already turned the weapon towards Catherine, her grip tight on the metallic handle, her finger readying to squeeze the trigger. If Catherine thought that Joan was just going to let her stroll out of here after that.. she was more childish then Joan ever imagined.
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She felt, Forrest and Graham dash past her, then Joan's hand closed around hard around her neck, Cat's eyes snapped straight back to her. She raised her hands instinctivley to Joan's, digging her nails into the woman's hand's to try and relive the pressure on her windpipe. Was Joan going to throttle her? she didn't want to die ... not yet, not like this.
'Think you're pretty cute don't you? You just ruined the life of every soldier you've had contact with.' Cat's eyes still manages to glare at her even though the pressure on her neck was mercilessly tight. She wanted to yell at Joan but she could hardly breath let alone talk.
She heard the cries of agony from three of her compannions, she didn't know how they could do this to the people who worked for them. The next second she felt the pressure on her neck loosen as Joan stumbled forwards, Cat heard the crack of the gun on the back of Joan's head at the same time.
She watched in horror as Joan recovered her footing, shooting her weapon into Forrests chest, waiting for him to slump to the ground. It took her a second to remember he was wearing a protective vest, her eyes travelled back to Joan and found herself looking down the barrel of Joan's gun, the view was not a comforting one.
Cat didn't know what to say, her hands were still clentched into fists, her knucles stained with Joan's blood, she didn't make any move to run away but she still made none towards Joan. The pair just seemed to stand as if turned to stone facing one another as the moments lengthened ...
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
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Did Catherine honestly think that Joan would just let her go.. she didn't seem so smart mouthed now, look at her, standing there, Joan was in a better position, and she knew it. But if Joan wanted to finally finish the girl off, it wouldn't be known just yet, because a hazed look fogged the life in her eyes, the weapon remaining clutched in her fingers as her body slowly swayed, dropping the gun to her side as she looked back at Forrest who had a dart gun aimed at her. As her body slumped down to the ground, Forrest propped himself up onto his elbows, looking over towards Graham and the others, then down at his chest, before looking up towards Catherine.
"..What she said, about you ruining our lives, it's not true, I've known Riley for so long, and.. I know I seem like a jerk.. but.." Forrest helping the dazed Graham who was still holding his head to his feet, the girls helping each other up and quickly disarming the guards that where still out cold.
"He never wanted to be here, please Miss Hall, even if he doesn't remember you, take him away from here..." Forrest grew very formal with Catherine, his eyes dropping down to the blacked out form of Joan who would probably soon wake up.
"Cat, he remembered once, he can remember again, just give him time, he has a lot to offer people.." Jess's voice was quiet, she'd miss Riley, but she didn't want to see him stay here, in fact.. right now.. Jess didn't want to stay here, none of them did. Maybe they should all leave.. but where would any of them go? Maybe they should stay here, they'll stay and make this place the kind of place it should be, they'll help stop people like Joan, even if they have to go right to the top in order to get attention.
"Would should hurry, before they wake.." Kristin whispered nervously as she stared down at Joan, inching slightly closer to Forrest as they all began to glance around as if expecting people to suddenly swarm all around them
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