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[fixeswatches]

It was pretty late at night by the time they finally reached the Canadian border. As he drove closer to the border he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. They'd only ask a few questions, right? It wasn't likely that they would have pictures of them or anything, any way of knowing that they were trying to run from the law, right?

Right.

He was worrying over nothing, he was pretty sure of it. So far, everything had been going well. Sure, it had taken them a little longer than expected to get here, mostly because they kept stopping to fool around and the like, but they had managed to get here, new car and all. Once they got through they could find a place to stay for the night and figure out the rest in the morning, right?

Right.

Still, one of his hands left the wheel and searched for her hand, fingers intertwining with one another. Being able to hold her hand was a comfort, at the very least.

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[justgabriel.livejournal.com]

"It's so sweet, watching the two of you. High school romance, all Unicorns and rainbows," Noah drawled in amusement as he watched them. "You didn't really think this was going to last, did you?"

Gabriel had, even after Bob died, after Virginia, after they left New York, he thought somehow, they could find a way to make it work. He had really thought that maybe they could find a way to move past things. He could find a way to fully forgive Elle for what she did, for what she made him do.

He wasn't so sure now.

He wasn't so sure of anything now.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

Elle ignored Noah, despite the rising of protest in her throat. She had thought it was going to last, just as he did. How could it not? They belonged to each other. To no one else. Even if he didn't want to kill his mother, he had. He had chosen her. Didn't that mean anything?

She had to believe it did. Even if he needed time, or space, or... anything. She could give it to him. She could. She thought she could. He'd forgive her, she was sure of it.

If they'd even get the chance, now.

Sure. She swallowed thickly, huddling as close as she could towards him. What else could she do?