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*Mel's sitting on the window seat, deeply annoyed with fake-Winchester, but staring out at it anyway. As it sometimes does, it seems to reflect her mood, grey clouds piled high in the sky, trees lashing in the wind that drives the rain against the windows. She's sitting with her knees pulled to her chest, one arm wrapped around them, the other hand holding the chocolate she's attacking more viciously than usual, scattering crumbs and shards every time she snaps off another bite.*

Date: 2008-08-31 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] downtothefilter.livejournal.com
[Mail has been concerned for her since Near's arrival. Of course he's had a bit of experience with Mihael after her fights with Nate, but it's different when you're trying to help the person instead of avoiding them like the plague. So, awkwardly, he gives her a peck to the cheek and says he'll be right back in ten minutes or less. And he is, carrying two mugs of hot chocolate with little miniature marshmallows, taking a seat on the opposite side of the window and offering the larger glass to her.]

Date: 2008-08-31 08:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chilichoc.livejournal.com
*She takes the glass and tries to smile, but it's wavery.*

Thanks, love. I really am sorry you had to see me like that.

Date: 2008-08-31 08:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] downtothefilter.livejournal.com
Don't be sorry, Mel. [He reaches over to clean the surrounding area of chocolate crumbs and pieces.]

Is there anything else I can do?

Date: 2008-08-31 08:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chilichoc.livejournal.com
*She takes a sip of the hot chocolate and licks some marshmallow foam off her upper lip, and that makes her manage about half a smile for about half a second.*

Just- be with me. It helps.

I don't know how he does it. I'm perfectly fine, and then he drops in, and boom. I'm a fucking fourteen-year-old again.

Date: 2008-08-31 08:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] downtothefilter.livejournal.com
[He smiles, and leans in to plant a kiss to her cheek.] I'm always with you, Mel. [He moves off to grab a couple of pillows and set them aside the spot he had been previously occupying, and then brings in the blanket. After settling down, he gently pulls Mel into his lap, careful not to spill their drinks as he sets the blanket around her comfortably.] Better?

It's a psychological reaction, Mel.

Date: 2008-08-31 08:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chilichoc.livejournal.com
I know you are. *The smile lasts a little longer this time. She goes into his lap gladly, settling against him with a little sigh.*

I know that, too... It just feels shitty, y'know? Remembering exactly what I was like then, and even feeling it again. How I used to get so fucking mad, I would've done anything just to make him feel something.

Date: 2008-08-31 09:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] downtothefilter.livejournal.com
[He runs his fingers through her hair, scratching her scalp lightly with his nails.]

I don't know. I'm not like a majority of the residents here, Mel. I don't come from a world that raises child geniuses to become the next L. I'm average. My world's average. And I don't know how to make anything better for you until you tell me what's wrong.

Date: 2008-08-31 10:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chilichoc.livejournal.com
*That helps a lot, and she snuggles closer, looking up at him.*

I forget, sometimes. 'cause you're not average, not at all, Mail.

*she sighs again*
It was a little different for us. I mean, seems like most Mellos will push and push, and most Nears'll take it just to drive 'em crazy. And we did that too, but. I never told you about the day I left the House, huh?

Date: 2008-08-31 10:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] downtothefilter.livejournal.com
But I am, Mel. [He smiles and kisses her forehead.]

You never told me.

Date: 2008-08-31 10:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chilichoc.livejournal.com
No, never average.

*She kisses his cheek, then takes a last sip of her hot chocolate and sets it aside, and wraps her arms around his waist; she's going to need to be close to get this out.*

Roger told us about L. And I- lost it. And Near just sat there. Roger said we should work together, but right then, for that moment, it seemed... absolutely unacceptable. Impossible. Like, I couldn't even do it for L. And I just needed to get the fuck out of there.

But then I was throwing my clothes into my bag, and crying and wanting to break things, and trying to think where the hell I could go, and I started to change my mind. I thought maybe if Near wanted to, if he'd ask, I could do it. So I went to talk to him.

*She sniffles, pulls a hand back to wipe shakily across her mouth and nose, and looks up at Mail.*

Date: 2008-08-31 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] downtothefilter.livejournal.com
[He returns the embrace, and offers her the rest of his own cocoa (he's barely taken a sip of it).]

What did he say? [When he hears the sniffle, he tugs his sleeve over his hand and uses it to wipe her eyes and face.]

Date: 2008-08-31 10:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chilichoc.livejournal.com
Thanks. *she takes it and sips at it, still clinging with the hand not holding it*

*she smiles, just a little, when he wipes her face*
He- didn't really say anything. He said if I was determined to go, he wouldn't stop me. I just- I just wanted him to try, and it made me so fucking mad that he couldn't even do that much. So I. Um. I grabbed him, and kissed him, and he just looked at me. And I ran out, and didn't see him again 'til now.

*she sniffles again; it still hurts, thinking about that day, but now she's also aware of how badly she behaved*

Date: 2008-09-01 02:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] downtothefilter.livejournal.com
[He smiles, a sad little one, and pulls her tighter against him and kissing her forehead gently.]

It's okay, Mel. You'll get through this.

Date: 2008-09-01 02:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chilichoc.livejournal.com
*she nuzzles against his chest*

I know. I just... wanted it to be different, when we met up again. And I knew I was being a bitch about it, but I couldn't stop.

You were amazing, back there. You really were.

Date: 2008-09-01 02:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] downtothefilter.livejournal.com
I know, Mel. He wasn't exactly nice about it. [His voice is slightly bitter as he says this. He smiles down at her, and presses their lips together for a little kiss.]

I was angry.

Date: 2008-09-01 02:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chilichoc.livejournal.com
I think we both fell back into our old pattern. I wasn't ready to see him. *she leans up into the kiss, needing it*

Thanks for taking such good care of me. And not just now. Y'know I love you, right? *she even gives a little wink at this*

Date: 2008-09-01 02:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] downtothefilter.livejournal.com
You will be, next time. I'll help you, Mel. [More than happy to give her as many kisses as she needs.]

You don't need to thank me, Mel. I love you.

Date: 2008-09-01 02:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chilichoc.livejournal.com
Well, I guess at least he'll believe me about the multiple universes now, huh?

Mm, but I like to. *she gives him a squeeze* I love you forever.

Date: 2008-09-01 03:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] downtothefilter.livejournal.com
[Chuckles.] He has no choice.

I love you, always.

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