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[fixeswatches]

Angela's talk with him ended up being orders. She told him that he and Elle were going to be sent on assignment together. That the only way he would really learn control would be to test it in real life situations. After all, he had proven time and time again that he wouldn't kill Elle, so her showing off her power to him wasn't a significant test of his control.

He wasn't even sure he wanted control, but he kept that part to himself and took the orders, along with the suit he was apparently supposed to wear.

They were being sent to take care of a bank robbery. The perpetrator had a power, of course. He could create fire. Gabriel couldn't help but shiver a little as he thought about that idea. What a wonderful, useful power that one could be.

And then he reminded himself that he was supposed to bring the man, Flint, in alive.

What a disappointment.

He stood in front of his mirror, adjusting the tie of his suit. He couldn't help but feel like a fraud. He didn't really want to do any of this. But for now, it seemed he had little choice if he wanted to stay close to Elle.

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[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

"We should go before they decide to come in," she said, but she didn't move.

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

"They couldn't come in if they wanted to, not until I let them." He moved his hand away from her hair in order to reach around before grabbing her shirt from the ground. It was a little torn, but still wearable.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She took it and gingerly pushed off of him to her feet, slipping it on and buttoning whatever she could before dropping her hands in defeat. She glanced over at Flint. "We can just tell them..." she sighed. "I think we're better off just calling this in and sneaking out."

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

"Probably the best idea," He conceded with a nod. "I'll explain to Angela what happened...that I wouldn't let you stop me."

Because it was the truth. Elle didn't need to get in trouble over this.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

"It won't make a difference," she said plainly, and reached into her pocket for her phone, sighing when it was completely inoperable from her... episode. "Or we'll just sneak out."

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

"Just sneaking out works too," He replied with a nod, taking her hand into his own.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

Her lashes fluttered at his touch, and she stared blankly at their clasped hands for a moment--his big and covered in blood, hers small and clean.

She extracted it to wipe the tears from her face, and walked past him for the back without a glance, and the action made her feel empty... alone.

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

His heart ached for a moment as she pulled her hand away and walked past him. He wasn't sure why the action hurt (it was such a small one, after all) but it did.

He followed her out of the bank, more just a little confused. He had thought he had made progress. For a moment there, it seemed almost like she had forgiven him.

Like she loved him again.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

Elle wrapped her arms around herself, grateful she had an excuse since her shirt was ripped, and said nothing as they circled back to the car, slipping down alleyways. She tossed the keys to him wordlessly as they approached her truck, and pulled herself into the passenger's seat.

She didn't much feel like driving, or concentrating on anything. Silently she pulled her legs up to her chest and hugged them, diverting her attention to the world outside her window.

She wished she knew what she was feeling. No--she just wished she could reconcile with what she was feeling. As sickly ironic as it was, the comfort of Gabriel's arms had given her a blessed level-headed she cherished, and she could think again.

She wished loving Gabriel didn't have to be at the expense of who she was, and what he'd took from her. She wished a lot of things, but she knew nothing in life would be so easy.

Not anymore. Maybe it never had been, and she'd been too naive to understand.

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

He blinked a little in surprise as she tossed him the keys, but didn't say anything. At least driving would give him something to focus on. A welcome distraction, considering everything that happened today.

He got into the driver's side and started up the car, heading back in the direction of the Company.

More and more, he wondered if he really would ever learn to control his hunger. If he even wanted to. It was so much easier to just let go, to kill and take what he wanted.

He glanced over at Elle. How much damage would he have to do until he lost her completely?

When they got about halfway there he flipped the radio on, unable to deal with just silence and his own thoughts anymore. He frowned a little at the blaring pop music and turned the volume down before turning it to the oldies station.

As I walk along I wonder what went wrong with our love...

One of his favorites, though a little more poignant that he'd like at the moment.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

A love that was so strong...

She almost let out a sad laugh at the lyrics, but held it inside, though she couldn't quell the small tears that dampened her eyelashes. It was so like Gabriel to turn on the oldies station right away; she remembered some nights he'd put on music just like this that used to drive her crazy.

He was such an old man.

She sucked in a sharp breath and closed her eyes, hiding her growing tears into her knees. She evened her breaths, trying not to fall apart again. But the song kept playing, and it just made her ache, because he was still Gabriel. Still Gabriel who listened to boring old music, and picked out lingerie for her, and just laughed and kissed her when she actually tried to bake him a real pie and it sucked.

And it hurt.

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

I'm a walkin' in the rain, tears are falling and I feel a pain

Gabriel couldn't help but whistle along with the song as they drove. It had always been one of his favorites, even if the lyrics hit a little close to home now.

He glanced over at Elle as the song came to it's conculsion, and his heart wrenched at the sight of her. She always seemed to be crying now.

And it was his fault.

He took one of his hands away from the wheel of the car to run through her hair, trying to comfort himself as much as comforting her.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

At his touch, a sob tore from her chest, and she couldn't help but move her body closer to his hand, trying desperately to quell her tears, but they wouldn't stop, and she was angry at herself that they wouldn't.

She was so tired of crying.

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

He continued running his fingers through her soft hair, staining the blond strands with bits of caked up, dried blood.

Just another way he was tainting her.

Finally, they arrived at the Company and he parked the car, shutting it off.

"We're here," He muttered softly.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She nodded silently and stifled her cries, unfolding her legs and leaning towards him, ignoring the jab of the gear shift at her thigh and all but crawling into his lap, desperate to just be held, for a little while, and knowing she didn't have nor want it to be anyone else.

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

As soon as she climbed into his lap he wrapped his arms around her tightly, pulling her close to him. He didn't want to let her go. If he could just hold onto her a little bit longer...

That would be nice.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She gulped in air as her tears abated; for some reason the firmness of his embrace soothed away her cries, and she closed her eyes in exhaustion, nestled into his chest.

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

He held her like that for a few moments, taking refuge in her embrace. She felt so tired in his arms.

Finally he stood up, scooping her up into his arms so that he was carrying her as he did so. He didn't want to let her go, not just yet.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She instinctively held onto him tighter as he stood up, and kept her eyes closed as he brought her inside; his footfalls almost felt like rocking and she felt herself slipping into half-dreams and half-memories of him, before... before everything. She managed to murmur directions to her room, looping her arm around his neck.

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

He couldn't help but smile (really smile, no smirks or grins this time) as he notices how peaceful she looks as she drifts off. More peaceful than she had...since he had killed her father.

He pushed away that thought at he made his way to her room, using his telekinesis to open the door so he didn't have to let her go. He carefully lowered her onto the bed, letting go of her finally. He let his fingers come up to brush against her cheek as he lingered there.

He knew he had to go back to his cell soon (a cell, not a room, though her room looked like it was barely a step up) or Angela would probably get angry at him.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She faintly felt her body gently touch the bed, and instant coldness from the lack of his, and she sighed as he touched her cheek, and blearily reached for him, wrapping her fingers around his wrist. She opened her eyes to the discomforting light to look up at him. "Until I fall asleep," she muttered, sleepily, a part of her unable to ask him to stay.

[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

His eyes widened in surprise at her request but he complied, lying down next to her on the bed. He didn't even care that he was still wearing the Company suit, or that his hands were still covered in dried up blood. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him once more.

His eyes shut as he inhaled the sweet scent of her hair. It was almost like being home again.