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Second Thoughts

FH Fanfic 2

A continuation of the last short fanfic, spoilers as well this time, no action scenes but some angst!

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Second Thoughts

You can’t but feel a great weight lifted from your shoulders. Mama Ortega is safe. The Cartel is ruthless and violent but is also the most powerful organization on both sides of the Mexican border since the great quake. And they think she’s part of the family.

Since they switched their focus from crime to dealing with the hero-drugs and boosts they’ve gained one of the greatest super-powered armies in the continent, and the farm can’t compete with that without the aid of the Army. And they’d never admit their precious experiments escaped and are wreaking havoc.

“I don’t like this” Ortega says at last. He’s been behind the wheel driving your jeep for 30 minutes trough hidden roads on your way back and not a word until now.

“It’s for the best. She’ll be safe here.”

“I know… it’s just… I don’t like leaving her here with all these criminals”

“You’ve got to have laws in the first place to have criminals. And the Cartel is the law here since the collapse. No one can mess with them, nor the Mexican government nor the West Coast Government. I’m not even sure the army could stop them now without a full-scale war”

“All those unstable mods… almost everything in there would be illegal outside this patch of insanity”

“You can visit anytime you want. They think you’ a cousin too”

“Fabulous. Being part of the Cartel. What I always wanted. Maybe they’ll invite me the next time they want to canoodle with the Catastrofiend.”

“You know what we're up against Ricardo.” You reply with your arms crossed. “This is the only way to make sure she’s safe”

“Yeah…” there’s a bitterness in his voice. You feel your heart sink.

It’s been rough these past weeks. Ever since the farm attacked and Ortega found out the whole picture you’ve been on the run. Temporary bases, hideouts. Charge’s reputation was obviously ruined when the media saw him and Retribution fighting together against the brotherhood. The Rangers got a lot of flak about that too.

Your main concern was Ortega’s mother tough. You always knew what they were capable of and she would be a perfect target to get to the both of you.

“I just can’t figure out why didn’t you tell me back then. We could have helped you know?”

“I didn’t know whom to trust. And it would have just made your targets back then”

“Yes, and all the lying worked out so well in the end, didn’t it?”

“I’m sorry” You look down biting your lip. “You know… we can put an end to this Ricardo.”

“Oh for the love of… not this again” he rolls his eyes

“I’m serious. You hand me over to the authorities, say I controlled your mind and forced you to do all this crap. You’ll be a hero again”

“Yeah right play the martyr… Like they’d even believe something like that. I’m immune to telepathy remember ?” He glares at you

"Yes, but I’m well beyond alpha level. They can’t tell what i can or cannot do!

He grumbles, exasperated "I already told you that’s not going to happen!

“Bu…”

“End of discussion!” he yells at you.

You stay silent for a few moments, but you can’t help bring it up again “But this wasn’t supposed to happen! This is my fight. I don’t see why you have to suffer for it. I already did enough damage as Retribution.”

He doesn’t answer and instead just keeps driving, stepping harder on the accelerator. The rest of the trip is silent. You don’t need to be a telepath to realize he’s probably in the foulest mood you’ve ever seen since you first met him.

-a few hours later-

After 20 minutes you finish your scan of the motel. You're taking no chances, and need to be thorough.

“It’s safe,” you say at last.

Ortega nods, and you both get off the jeep with your bags and do the check-in. It’ll be a long way back from Sinaloa back to Los Angeles. Should be about 22 hours drive, but in the state of disrepair the roads have been since the quakes made the area a complete nightmare and your need for unmonitored paths, it’s tricky telling how many days on the road you’ll need.

Only a double bed is available which would have made you blush in the path, but it’s nothing special right now. Ortega has been distant, silent and grumpier lately.

He just puts his bags on the side as he enters the room first and goes straight for the bathroom. You hear the shower going a moment after.

You fall on the bed and make yourself as small as possible feeling like shit while you wait your turn to shower. At least you both agreed from the beginning on who’s to blame about the whole situation.

The last few days have been so exhausting. You keep using your powers at every turn to make sure you're safe. All your plans have been altered since you need to include two for everything now. And Ortega’s not used to being a runaway which is a constant danger. But at least you don’t have to worry about Eden or Ortega’s mother too now.

You’ve gone overboard to ensure their safety but you know there’s no such thing. No, not really. And the price isn’t even yet paid in full.

The little voice creeps its way into your mind once more. It’s sweet but tastes of blood. " You’ve just handed his mom to the cartel you know? How could he ever forgive you?" and the punchlines don’t take long “It’d be better if you weren’t around”. “Maybe you should just hand yourself over. Wait until you can be sure he’s in the clear and get it all over with. Restore things to what they were and leave it all behind”

Misery and self-pity are interrupted however as Ortega emerges from a cloud of vapor from the bathroom, wearing only a towel. You sigh, stand up and walk past him with your own towel, again not a word. You can’t even look at him, the guilt is like a bag of bricks on your stomach.

The water runs hot. Very Hot, but you don’t change the temperature. Ortega was obsessed about your Tattoos at first which made you feel an awkward panic sensation every time he looked at them. It’s gotten to the point where you can tolerate it, but him seeing them now that he also happens to be mad at you is beyond your worst nightmares. You always expected anyone who saw them jump at your neck for being a filthy re-gene or a pathetic human-wannabee, but having an actual angry human see them is just too much…

You dry yourself without looking at the mirror, then slide onto your pajamas covering most of the tattoos. Obviously, he knows they're still there, but him not actually seeing them is a bit less scary.

Lights are out when you walk out of the bathroom and he’s in bed already. Fine… this is even better, you don’t want to argue and upset him again. Maybe if you just keep your mouth shut he’ll wake up in a better mood.

You enter the bed, and can’t help touching him lightly, but quickly move to your side trying not to intrude on his. He doesn’t seem to wake up. You gaze at him, with his closed eyes for a moment, then close yours as well.

If you don’t get some sleep you won’t be able to drive tomorrow and it’s your turn. You let your mind drift…

—intermission—

Cold metal in your mouth. His eyes tell you to do it and you can’t resist. Then… he… it…. turns… turns into Ortega… Ortega looks at you with disapproval and nods. He wants you to do it as well. His glare is so cold He won’t stop you from doing it this time. In fact, he'd be glad if you did. It’s time. You pull the trigger. You hear the sound of your gun go off… You are falling. Falling down the window again. You see the ground closing up. Hopefully, it will put an end to everything.

----Intermission—

“Hey. Hey Cyrus. Can you hear me?”

You struggle and gasp for air. As you open your eyes you notice Ortega right next to you staring intensely. He’s… concerned?

You notice your body is shivering uncontrollably. But he has a warm arm wrapped around you tightly. He’s very close. So close.

“Are you ok? It’s just a dream. You're safe”.

You gaze back at him, still shivering. You realize he’s touching you. Touching your skin. Without nanomesh or costumes. That just makes you shiver even more.

“Hey… hey, it’s ok. I’m here. Nothing’s wrong”

It does work. You manage to look back at him and your body seems to regain some sort of composure.

“I’m sorry Ricardo. For all of it. I’m a piece of shit. It's my fault that all of this is happening. I swear I’ll make it right. I’ll make it right!” Your eyes are full of tears.

“Cyrus stop apologizing already. I’m the one who chose to come with you remember ?” He takes a deep breath. “I’m just mad at all that’s happening. I’m mad at the government, I’m mad at myself, I’m mad about having to leave my mom there, and I’m mad at those homicidal freaks you call brothers and sisters, and yes I’m also mad at YOU because YOU are a pathological liar”

“I’m sorry” you whimper pathetically

“Stop. Apologizing” He says with a serious tone. “I’m not an idiot. I knew you had a secret, and I knew it would probably be horrible when you revealed it. We’ve been a team for a long time, it was obvious something was cooking up. I’m just… Look I had a lot of scenarios in my mind and none of this is what I expected.”

You just nod. Yes, who could blame him for not expecting his crush not to be human?

“But… I understand it now that you’ve come clean. I can’t even begin to figure out all the crap you’ve been through Cyrus. And I realize you're saving me a lot of the worse details. And I understand why you’ doing this, and that’s why I joined you ok?” he adds “I’m not going to tell you I’m happy about any of this. I keep feeling like I’m going to lose it. But we are going to keep it together, and YOU are not going to fall apart, ok?”

You listen to every word and nod slowly in the end.

“Now get some sleep, will you? We need to get a lot of stuff done and we won’t get to it if we can’t make a good time to Los Diablo and I haven’t forgotten It’s your turn to drive.”

You manage a weak smile. He notices and returns a smile of his own.

You pull in closer. He holds you tighter. You both kiss. You close your eyes You feel safe. Uncomfortable but safe, sleeping this close together is too hot and not pleasant at all, you wonder how they do it in the movies. But you are both too tired and fall asleep anyways. Cramps and sweat will be a problem for your future selves

The rest of the night you spend in a strange new dream you’ve never had before. You are looking for something or someone in a strange labyrinth full of turns and doors. When you finally find a center there turns out to be a mirror there, but you can’t see your reflection on it. No one can.

Meanwhile, Ortega couldn't sleep at all, his mind still racing with questions about you.

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Mystery Kids and the Case of the Whispering Rock

Summary: Norman, Neil, Coraline, Wybie, Raz and Lili arrive at Grunkle Stan’s Summer Camp with the hope of having a summer of fun, or in the case of the two Psychonauts, with the intent of investigating a psychic disturbance. When they meet two twins that seem to be experts on the secrets of Gravity Falls, they find themselves reluctantly teaming up. But how much can they actually trust each other? There are secrets in this town, but more surprising are the secrets being kept from each other.

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Chapter 16: The Walk Home

Norman’s head was fuzzy and his whole body ached. He had never been possessed before and he hoped it would never happen again. It had been the most unpleasant feeling he had ever experienced. Allowing a ghost to share his body was like being squeezed into a tiny bucket of ice water where he couldn’t move or breathe.

Neil gripped Norman’s arm and helped him onto his feet. Norman’s legs shook underneath him and he found himself unable to stand without leaning on his best friend. Mabel took his other side and wrapped her arm around him so she could hold him up. They were both so warm that it was only now that Norman realize how cold he still was and how deeply the chill had settled into his bones.

Norman didn’t remember much from what was said as they exited Gideon’s tent. The conversation he had with the Cardinals was still playing through his mind. He hoped Luis had be able to crossover, and that Luis wouldn’t let his parent’s protests keep him on earth any longer. Norman promised himself he would go back to the Cardinal’s old mansion another night to see if Luis was still there.

He glanced at the kids beside him who were unusually quiet as they walked through town. He wondered what they were thinking about, and if it involved him. He did just get possessed in front of everyone; that wasn’t something that happened to most kids. It was likely the other kids just thought Luis had possessed Norman at random, and didn’t think much of it, but it was also likely they were remembering how Norman took the lead and insisted that he was going to help Luis.

Norman had already been known as the freaky ghostboy once in his life, he really didn’t want to be known as that again.

“Ugg!” Coraline shouted in frustration. “I’m still pissed at the Cardinals! They didn’t care about Norman at all! They just wanted to use him to talk to their son!”

“I guess it makes sense, Jonesy,” Wybie offered. “After all, Norman is just a stranger to them, and they thought they would never get to speak to their son again.”

“It’s a good thing Luis is a good person,” Raz said. “He knew he was hurting Norman so he decided to leave on his own.”

“Are you sure you’re okay, Normy?” Mabel asked, squeezing his arm slightly.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” Norman answered tiredly. He wasn’t used to people being so close to him, and Mabel’s touchyness would usually make him uncomfortable, but tonight he was too tired to care. “I just need to rest a bit.”

“Were you conscious through that entire thing? What did it feel like?” Dipper asked eagerly from the other side of his sister.

“Leave Norman alone,” Coraline answered for him. “He’s practically dead on his feet and he doesn’t need to be answering your questions.”

“I-It’s okay Coraline,” Norman assured her. “I was conscious the entire time, but it was kind of like I was listening to the whole thing underwater. Everything was muffled.”

“It hurt a lot, didn’t it?” Mabel asked knowingly, looking up at him with wide, sad eyes.

Norman looked away. “I-It was fine,” he lied.

No one spoke, and in the silence he knew that no one had believed him.

“Well…” Raz said slowly, “you did a really good job. You were the one who calmed down Luis from the beginning and now thanks to you he got to talk to his parents again. I don’t think any of us would have gotten that far.”

“And according to Luis you let him stay even longer than he should have,” Coraline said sternly. “That was seriously stupid of you. You could have hurt yourself, you know.”

Norman barely had the energy to shrug.

“But it was also really brave.” Coraline ruffled the top of his spiky hair. “I’m proud of you, Cuz.”

Norman smiled shyly to himself at the unexpected praise.

“I still don’t understand what happened,” Neil admitted. “If Luis’s parents weren’t there that night, then why did he start the fire?”

“Maybe he just lost control of his powers,” Raz suggested. “Then when he died the Other Mother warped his memory of what happened, making him think that his parents called him a freak and that he killed them.”

“Does that sound like something that Other Mother creature would do, Coraline?” Lili asked with a guarded tone.

Coraline sighed tiredly. “If you must know… no, that sounds a little strange for Her. I didn't know she could alter memories of ghosts like that, but if She’s using Luis to get to someone else, then it might make sense that She's breaking from her usual pattern.”

“And by someone else, you mean you,” Raz clarified.

“Look, I’m not talking about this anymore,” Coraline snapped. “So just drop it.”

The world began to blur around Norman and he was grateful for the sudden silence. He spent all his concentration and energy into putting one foot in front of the other. He just hoped he wouldn’t pass out before they got back at the Shack.

“It’s sad that Luis never told his parents about his powers,” Mabel said. “They would have accepted him and been able to help him. He would have been much happier.”

Norman heard Lili scoff from somewhere behind him. “Yeah right.”

“What, you don’t think they would have accepted him?” Dipper asked in irritation. “Even after they just said that they would?”

“Listen, people say a lot of things in hindsight,” Lili dismissed. “In the back of their minds, they would have always be wishing that their son was normal like them.”

“You don’t know that,” Coraline said. “Maybe some people would be like that, but not everyone.”

“Think whatever you want, Blue,” Lili said, “But no matter how hard they tried, they could never understand him. They would have never been able to accept him for who he is, not really.”

“That’s kinda a mean thing to say,” Mabel said quietly.

“It’s not mean, it’s the truth,” Lili defended.

Neil shook his head. “But just because they don't understand everything about him doesn't mean that they can't accept him and love him, right Norman?”

Norman bit his lip. He understood what Lili was saying. After all, for most of his life Norman felt this way. No one accepted him or his gift. They didn’t even try. His parents thought it was a phase, his sister thought it was a cry for attention, and the kids in his school thought he was either insane or a pathological liar.

Then he met Neil, and after that stuff with Aggie, Norman was grateful he had a friend who stuck by him even when things got dangerous and a little weird. Neil believed and accepted Norman in a way Norman had spent years convincing himself that no one would.

And now, even his parents were trying their best to be accepting of who he was. He knew they would never be able to understand him, but understanding him and accepting him were two different things.

When it came to his gift, his family didn’t always get it, but at least they were trying. They accepted him and made room for his gift in their lives, even if it made them uncomfortable at times. It wasn’t perfect, but then again, when had his family ever been?

“Yeah,” Norman said giving Neil a tired but grateful smile. “I agree with Neil.”

“Raz, you get what I’m talking about, right?” Lili asked her boyfriend.

“Umm… I mean, I don’t know...” Raz admitted weakly. “I guess for some people that’s true, but not everyone...”

Lili came to a sudden halt and everyone stopped.

Norman glanced up and he could see the Mystery Shack standing a few yards away from them. He just wanted to get inside. He didn’t think he could stay upright for much longer, even with the support of Mabel and Neil.

“Are you serious?” Lili demanded. The night seemed to grow still around them.

“Lili-” Raz tried.

“No, you know what? Nevermind. Forget I asked.” She turned away from Raz and stalked angrily into the shack without a backwards glance.

“Lili!” Raz called as he ran in after her.

“Umm... what just happened?” Wybie asked.

“Trouble in paradise?” Coraline said with a shrug. “I have no idea.”

Neil and Mabel helped Norman up the stairs and into the shack. Dipper and Mabel’s great uncle was asleep in the chair in front of the TV, but was startled awake as the door accidentally slammed behind them.

“Wh-wha?” Stan questioned in confusion. “O-Oh you’re back. It’s ‘bout time. Uh... not that I was waiting up for you or anything.” Stan squinted at them. “What are you kids still doing up anyway? Didn't I give you a curfew?”

“Umm, no?” Dipper answered and Mabel giggled.

“Ah, well, fair enough,” Stan said with a nod. “Yeesh, what happened to that kid?” He asked, looking at Norman. “He looks like death.”

“Well, death did have something to do with it,” Mabel agreed far too cheerily. “Good night Grunkle Stan!”

Hope you guys liked this chapter! As, for Lili, we will learn more about her perspective in the next chapter.

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