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Nolan huffed a chuckle. She had no idea how much a creature of habit he truly was. 'Sure I'll have one of those...but no pastry. I've got all the sweetness I would need from you.' He said before planting a long kiss to the side of her neck.

'Come on...let's take a seat and they can bring it out to us.' he glanced around the coffee shop. 'Oh there's some room on the couch. We can sit there or... we can take them to go so we can go someplace a bit more...private. Your choice love.'

Tori waited in the corner of the cute little coffee shop for the guy she found herself fallen hard for. She understood that they came from two different worlds but she couldn’t help the strong connection she felt whenever they were around each other. She couldn’t find herself able to be away from him for long. She always felt the need to be in his presence. He made her happy and most importantly made her feel safe with him whenever they were together.

Looking up from her book when she seen Nolan on the corner of her eye walk up to the secluded table she sat at. She smiled smiling seeing him before she stood up and wrapped her arms around him tightly. “Hey you.”

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'I'm still hoping I have stuff to take home with me.' She scoffed and ran her fingers through her hair as she began to make the two of them breakfast. 'But then again, I doubt he would even try to burn any of my things. It's the only leverage he has over me to try to get me to see or talk to him.' She turned around, placing his plate of food in front of him. 'Not that if he's there when we go there I'm going to speak to him. I'm not I'm just...' Her shoulders sagged. 'I'm rambling...make me stop.'

Victoria almost jumped when she heard his voice. She hadn't expected to hear his voice this early in the morning. But it brought happiness as well. She turned around, running her fingers through her hair. 'Morning Nate.' she said with a friendly smile. Maybe it was how they spent last night together, but as she looked at him in the early morning light and hearing his morning voice, made her body heat up. Which should not be the reaction she should be getting. 'I'm making some breakfast...' That's right Vic, distract yourself by talking about food. 'Though my stomach is in knots about today. You want any?'

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Alex was relieved that she trusted him enough to tell him all she had. He didn't know what it was about him that allowed her to spill most of her trauma on him, but, it would make things easier on coming up with a lie to his uncle to letting her stay. He'd tell him about Peter, simply say that she is seeking shelter. But leave out the information of Peter's true nature, and his mark left on her. When he re-entered the room, he kept his eyes on her face, rather than letting them drift anywhere else. He dragged the chair close by before taking a seat. 'Well, I believe I have asked my last question for the night. It is now your turn to ask me some questions.'

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Red knew she needed to get up and move. Needed to escape while she had the chance, while he was still gone. She just couldn’t get her body to cooperate with her mind. Every inch of her ached, deep into her bones. Not to mention the large bite mark on her shoulder that was still dripping blood. She needed to run get as far away as she could but she was still afraid. If he caught her she was certain he’d make promise on the things he threatened to do to her.

After some time, Red not knowing how long she had been there in pain on the forest floor, she finally began to move. She push herself up on her knees, breathing heavily as she did. Just as she was about to push herself up further she heard footsteps coming towards her and froze.

“Please I wasn’t going to run! I promise I wasn’t.” She began to beg with tears running down her face, thinking that He had returned for her. “I was staying here just like you told me to. Please please don’t hurt me…”

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Piper tried not to let her steps falter as he called himself boring. Her lips twitched into a slight smirk as her brows pinched together. 'Boring?' She scoffed. Mostly introvert, laid-back, and closed off were more of the word selection she paired with Aedan. But boring? God no.

'There is nothing boring of gardening. Hell I'd be lucky if I could keep a house plant alive.' She flashed a small smile. 'Or walking your dogs for that matter. It just means you like more, calming hobbies than axe throwing or getting so drunk you could barely remember where your socks are kept...in your own house.'

She shook her head, folding her arms over her chest as she walked. 'No, plus, I've seen your work. Nothing about it screams written by a boring man.'

She took slow strides, making sure she kept in time with him as she walked. 'Apart from my possibly unhealthy obsession with reading? I knit, love swimming, chess, a very, very small amount of archery and...' She ran her tongue over her bottom lip. 'I may or may not write a little in my free time.'

He didn't know? He was reading the damn thing. Her brows pinched together slightly as she fixed her bag over her shoulder. But the look was quickly washed from her face. Some people took more time with what they were reading to see if it was actually decent or not. And then again, she wasn't sure what he was working on after all. The person could have all their facts wrong.

But she was glad once he decided that it was time to close shop for the day. She hoped that he wouldn't always be this...quiet. Just because she'd find herself having the bad case of the word vomit to break the silence. Silence made her head reel, and often made her feel like she was doing something wrong to initiate the silence.

She thanked him quietly as they passed through the doors, and she almost did a double take on him when he pulled out the cigarettes. He did not seem like the type to smoke. Maybe a cigar here or there but...

She pressed her lips together as they walked. 'When you're not at the office, what is it you like to do for fun?' She had to break the no conversation silence some time.

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Liana moved to stand on the other side of him, her hand moving slowly up his arm, stopping at the base of his shoulder. 'People at the castle will be hard to win over...But I am sure that once they meet you, the man I have fallen for, they will fall soon after.' She leaned her cheek against his arm. 'You-you make me feel like all the other women in the land. No worries, no duties, no important choices that could lead to wars with my enemies...just a girl.'

Liana let her arm brush up against him. ‘I would love for you too, though I doubt the cook would let any one other than her staff prepare the meals.’ She pressed her hand to his arm. ‘We might just have to sneak down there when she isn’t looking to use her appliances.’ Not that she really had a say in when Liana was able to use anything in the castle. She was the queen after all. ‘I would love to learn all about said tricks.’

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Lydia almost forgot that he wasn't able to eat. She spent so much time with her own people, that when she actually interacted with vampires, the thought of them actually needing normal sustenance slipped her mind. 'I did more than like. I love it.' She gave his hand a gentle squeeze. 'I was curious about something...how do your friends feel about...Us?'

Lysia flicked her hair over her shoulder, giving a gentle shrug. 'Neither have I, though I have heard that there have been many good ones out. Guess We'll have to see for ourselves.' She giggled before giving his hand a gentle squeeze. 'I'm not really hungry after that delicious meal you made me, but I'll pick on anything you fancy.'

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Piper never had anyone offer to help her out with Lyria's condition before. Those that had, gave up weeks after the constant and failed searches to find a cure. Piper had been searching for years, and sometimes even magic didn't keep it at bay. 'You-you'd do that?' She lowered her hood, turning to look at him. 'I'll take all the help I can get. I'll try anything, and I know my my Lady won't mind me bringing another witch in. Just no blood magic. Blood magic is off the table.'

Piper clasped her hands together, fiddling with the rings lining her fingers. It was always hard to speak about Lyria's condition. No matter who it was. 'She has an infection in her abdomen that causes her to be in constant pain, rapid blood loss, and be very fatigued for most of her life.' She shifted and lowered her hood, moving toward the hallway. 'I've been trying to find a cure for it, even used some of my magic for it but nothing seems to work. It just keeps coming back.'

#Piper Speaks #Piper X Felix

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Larissa leaned her head back a bit more, straining to see his face. But she didn't mind, if it meant they were to be this close. Her hands dropped down to pull their hips closer together.

She hummed, tilting her head. 'You've missed little ol' me?' One of her hands traveled up his stomach, stopping in the middle of his chest. 'Dancing with those men was dreadful.' She playfully rolled her eyes. 'A couple of them actually spoke to me about properly courting me.' Her lips turned down. 'I told them that they would need to speak to the Queen about that one...but not until the babe is born. Her thoughts should be focusing on nothing but that.' She let out a dramatic sigh. 'Hopefully they loose interest in that time.'

Larissa glanced over her shoulder without moving the rest of her body, a sly grin spreading across her lips. 'You found me.' She said softly. She reached along the balcony railing and waved him over.

'What do I owe the pleasure for you to be joining me all the way out here.' She turned around, leaning her back against the railing. 'Did the King talk your ear off about how he's oh so excited.' She teased. 'Or were you just missing me that much?'

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My muses are craving romance. Anyone want to do some romantic threads?

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Emma wished that Briggs had come with her to break the news to Mike. Ever since she backstabbed him in Quantico, she never wanted to be the bearer of bad news to him ever again.

Her teeth caught her bottom lip and she quietly shook her head. 'Not quite...you may want to sit down for what I'm about to tell you.' She took a seat on the edge of his bed, tapping the spot next to her. Though she very much doubted that he would even take a seat. He'd be pacing the whole time.

'The evidence on the iPad is unusable. The techs at the bureau couldn't get to the failsafe in time and it...nothing was salvageable.' Her shoulders ached from the bruises still peppering her skin. But also from the weight of breaking this information to him.

'We don't have enough evidence to bring him down...Unless you, me, and one of Briggs' friends go in and play house one last time. One last time where the FBI will actually be able to swoop in and arrest him, Nigel, and every other bastard letting them get away with what they are doing there.'

Emma had to step out of the house in order to compose herself before speaking to Mike. He had worked so hard to get that iPad, and all of his hard work and probably many sleepless nights were ruined now that they couldn’t use it against Carmine.

But after grabbing a brunch taco with Briggs, she was ready to spring the news to Mike. She took a deep breath and walked up the stairs, taking her sweet time in doing so before stopping just outside his door.

‘Hey…’ She was surprised at how much of Donnie’s things were already packed away. She forgot how quickly he was with packing. 'You have a minute to chat…’ She swallowed. 'It’s about Carmine.’

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The Departed (2006) dir. Martin Scorsese

#Mike &Emma inspo

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Emma had to step out of the house in order to compose herself before speaking to Mike. He had worked so hard to get that iPad, and all of his hard work and probably many sleepless nights were ruined now that they couldn't use it against Carmine.

But after grabbing a brunch taco with Briggs, she was ready to spring the news to Mike. She took a deep breath and walked up the stairs, taking her sweet time in doing so before stopping just outside his door.

'Hey...' She was surprised at how much of Donnie's things were already packed away. She forgot how quickly he was with packing. 'You have a minute to chat...' She swallowed. 'It's about Carmine.'

Emma stepped slowly in time behind him, taking the file from him. She quickly opened it. Briggs was right, his file was impressive. Brought in over a thousand cases just in his first year of working with the FBI.

She glanced up at him with a smirk. ‘I’m offended that you think I would suggest you play our father.’ She scoffed and went back to looking over the file.

She was quiet the whole time she flipped through it. This whole thing was extremely risky and if all went wrong, would end up with some sort of blood on either of the side’s hands.

But then she could feel the anger of everything Carmine put her through. What he put both of them through. And she knew that she would do anything to see them put away for good, no matter what.

She closed the file and held it back out to him. 'I can’t wait to see Carmine’s shocked face when little ol’ me brings him down.’ She gave him a nod. 'I’m in.’

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Emma stepped slowly in time behind him, taking the file from him. She quickly opened it. Briggs was right, his file was impressive. Brought in over a thousand cases just in his first year of working with the FBI.

She glanced up at him with a smirk. 'I'm offended that you think I would suggest you play our father.' She scoffed and went back to looking over the file.

She was quiet the whole time she flipped through it. This whole thing was extremely risky and if all went wrong, would end up with some sort of blood on either of the side's hands.

But then she could feel the anger of everything Carmine put her through. What he put both of them through. And she knew that she would do anything to see them put away for good, no matter what.

She closed the file and held it back out to him. 'I can't wait to see Carmine's shocked face when little ol' me brings him down.' She gave him a nod. 'I'm in.'

It took a moment for Emma to fully grasp what Briggs was suggesting. And it was extremely risk and terrifying to be even considering going back to Carmine without dressed in FBI gear.

It sent a wave of terror through her and she had to dig her nails into her palm just to make sure she stayed aware that this was reality. And that reality meant that Mike needed to be involved. She had no doubt that Briggs would be the one playing their father, especially

‘Have you told Mike about this plan yet?’ She shifted her weight on her feet, tilting her head. ‘He should be there too with us.’ Emma had so many questions, but she didn’t want to throw them all at him at once. 'How do we achieve bringing him in like this?’

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It took a moment for Emma to fully grasp what Briggs was suggesting. And it was extremely risk and terrifying to be even considering going back to Carmine without dressed in FBI gear.

It sent a wave of terror through her and she had to dig her nails into her palm just to make sure she stayed aware that this was reality. And that reality meant that Mike needed to be involved. She had no doubt that Briggs would be the one playing their father, especially

'Have you told Mike about this plan yet?' She shifted her weight on her feet, tilting her head. 'He should be there too with us.' Emma had so many questions, but she didn't want to throw them all at him at once. 'How do we achieve bringing him in like this?'

Emma’s heart sank. Mike had drove himself crazy to get that iPad out with them. ‘How the hell did it break? It was fine when we got it out of there.’ She let out a heavy sigh and leaned against the balcony. Maybe that was why he wouldn’t let her jump the gun on bringing them in. Because they now need more evidence on them.

Folding her arms across her chest she looked up at him. She could feel now he was holding back.

‘But?’ She said as she raised her brows. ‘There has to be another way to bring them down.’

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Emma’s heart sank. Mike had drove himself crazy to get that iPad out with them. ‘How the hell did it break? It was fine when we got it out of there.’ She let out a heavy sigh and leaned against the balcony. Maybe that was why he wouldn’t let her jump the gun on bringing them in. Because they now need more evidence on them.

Folding her arms across her chest she looked up at him. She could feel now he was holding back.

‘But?’ She said as she raised her brows. ‘There has to be another way to bring them down.’

Emma pressed her tongue against her teeth as she slowly turned to look at him. And with no words she dropped her hands and moved her clothes away from the skin on her hip.

‘He called me to his office. At first it started off as him yelling at me. Then he began throwing things at me and then…’ her lip trembled. ‘Then he put his hands on me. And then he wanted me to never forget.’

In between two large bruises sat a brand of Carmine’s signia burned onto her skin. ‘He wanted to make sure that wherever I go, I was reminded by the man who bested the snotty little rich girl daddy would do anything for.’ She swallowed back the tears. ‘And I just…let him. Continued playing the part of an innocent rich girl unaware of how to protect herself. Because I was loosing hope.’

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Piper dragged her teeth over her top lip, making it turn into a bright shade of red. She let her eyes drift up at the ceiling, where instead of actually thinking of something that she wasn't confident in sharing with him, she was reading the Latin on the wall. It's not that she was planning on lying to Aedan, she just had been quite the open book since they met. Even if she wanted to keep somethings from him, she always found herself telling him everything.

Well maybe not everything.

She sucked her teeth playfully and glanced back at him. 'It's more of a fear rather than a no-go.' She shook her hair out of her face. 'I never had a fear of being alone or screwing a relationship up more before I met...' You. 'All of you. Neris, Dedrek, Glade.' She chuckled. 'I never had an issue with people coming and going from my life. But the thought of you all moving on without me, is something I never want to think about.'

'You all have made an impact on me. And I'll fight tooth and nail to keep you all in my life.' She could feel her cheeks grow red. 'Look at me, I'm being dramatic.'

Piper shook her head, taking her hands out of the water for a split second to roll her sleeves up using her hip before continuing her washing.

‘It’s fine.’ But then her head bounced from side to side. ‘I mean it’s not fine that you think you have to apologize for him. He’s old enough to do that himself.’ She leaned toward him slightly, ‘though something tells me he’s not one for apologizing.’

But the moment the words left her lips, she immediately regretted saying them. She swallowed and leaned her hip on the lip of the sink. ‘I mean, I wasn’t with you while the two of you were together, so I shouldn’t speak on any of it but…’ She was rambling. ‘I know how it is when someone wants a reaction. You’d see that in my mother when you meet her.’She paused. If he ever meet her. Why would Aedan ever meet her mother other than by chance?

‘Dune won’t be getting any more reactions from me. You don’t have to apologize for him anymore.’ Or at least she would try and try very hard not to let him get under her skin.

Dedrek’s works were pieces of work Piper often struggled to get through. Not because any of them were bad, they just put her through multiple waves of emotions that usually ended up with her crying and picking up a more light-hearted, shorter novel.

‘I get it, some people only can relive their pasts when it’s on a page.’ She returned the tight smile, and then it morphed into a more cheeky one. ‘Anything else I should know not to press people on?’ She leaned against him again. ‘Or anything You would like me to press you on? Something you make sure to do this weekend?’ She teased.

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Emma pressed her tongue against her teeth as she slowly turned to look at him. And with no words she dropped her hands and moved her clothes away from the skin on her hip.

‘He called me to his office. At first it started off as him yelling at me. Then he began throwing things at me and then…’ her lip trembled. ‘Then he put his hands on me. And then he wanted me to never forget.’

In between two large bruises sat a brand of Carmine’s signia burned onto her skin. ‘He wanted to make sure that wherever I go, I was reminded by the man who bested the snotty little rich girl daddy would do anything for.’ She swallowed back the tears. ‘And I just…let him. Continued playing the part of an innocent rich girl unaware of how to protect herself. Because I was loosing hope.’

Emma’s playful demeanor fell completely the moment she walked out onto that balcony. She was silent and she could feel the question coming even before Briggs started to speak. God did she wish she hadn’t come back early.

She swallowed deeply, folding her arms across her chest as she continued to look for Mike. But he was no where in sight.

She shrugged. ‘He uh, put us in cages, fed us shitty foods, and made us dance till our legs were numb.’ She didn’t dare look at him. She knew that he could tell that there was more.

She pressed her tongue to the roof of her mouth so hard that it started to spasm. ‘Roughed us up…when he felt we weren’t cooperating. Nothing you or anyone else in the house don’t know about.’ But she continued not to look at him.