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We gotta chat, Callahan.

Date: 2008-07-15 05:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
'Kay. 'Sup?

Date: 2008-07-15 05:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
Your daughter's worried about you.

Date: 2008-07-15 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
Yeah? How you know that, she talked to you?

Date: 2008-07-15 06:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
Yes. She's got it in her head that you might be using again.

Date: 2008-07-15 06:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
This is the part where you tell me she's mistaken, right?

Out with it, Cain.

Date: 2008-07-15 06:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
It ain't that easy, Solis.

Date: 2008-07-15 06:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
Cain...

Just talk to me here. Please.

Date: 2008-07-15 06:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
Bee...

I'm afraid to. To talk about any of it.

Date: 2008-07-15 06:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
Last week, when I heard about the school, about what happened in Scotland?

I nearly lost it. I just...you know the story of the first slayer? How she lost her humanity? I felt like I nearly lost mine. I was ready to give up...give it all up. Slaying. The good fight. All of it. I was so close to just giving up every belief I ever had. It wasn't worth it. All this good I thought I was doing just...it was nothing.

All I wanted to do was find someone to kill in the worst way imaginable.

Talk to me. Please.

Date: 2008-07-15 06:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
I just...

I thought it was enough. If I could be her father, be her Watcher, then I could live with it. There was nothing I didn't do, no stone I didn't leave unturned. I was totally responsible for her life, even in the field. God brought me to my mother's door so I could know this life...be the dad my daughter needed when she came into this world.

I never wanted to be a goddamn Watcher...but I wanted to do everything I could to keep her safe.

Every girl in Scotland...every Slayer that died? Was my daughter.

And I realized that everything I'd done, everything I thought...it was shit. It was nothing. I couldn't protect her from the monsters, and I sure as shit couldn't protect her from the humans.

I couldn't get angry. I just...I couldn't get angry, Bee, and I didn't know how else to make the pain stop or kill the voices and faces screaming in my head...

Date: 2008-07-15 07:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
Did it work? Was it worth it?

Date: 2008-07-15 07:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
No, it didn't work.

I...didn't do it.

She...called me. She saved my ass, she saved my fucking life.

Date: 2008-07-15 07:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
Thank God.

I don't have a solution. So long as you care, it hurts. That's why I wanted to stop caring. I wanted it not to matter, but...

I don't think either one of us can turn it off.

So we suck it up, and we deal with it. No giving up and no giving in.

You with me?

Date: 2008-07-17 03:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
It's a hell of a fucked up thing, but I think of all the folks in all the world? You're the only one I really am with. Like that, y'know?

Date: 2008-07-17 04:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
Bee, shut it. I mean it, don't do this again.

You're good for me. Period. There ain't a goddamn thing in the world wrong with that.

Date: 2008-07-17 04:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
Okay.

...Bee? Thanks. I know you're prolly just getting into this for Hank's sake, and it means everything to me.

Date: 2008-07-17 04:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
I know some of you guys still aren't happy with me for leaving, but I don't care. You're still my friends, no matter where I am.

Speaking of which, we're leaving soon? So call me later so I can tell you where we're headed.

Date: 2008-07-17 04:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
If Hank's still giving you shit, just tell me and I'll call her on it.

Not a prob, Bee. I'll give you a buzz this evening. That's okay for you, right? Still can't keep these damn time zones straight...

Date: 2008-07-17 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
No, she's not, it's...

Nothing.

Ten hours ahead, I think. But it's fine. I'll be up. I don't sleep much.

Date: 2008-07-17 04:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
Hey...talk to me, yo. What's wrong?

Got it...but fuckin' stop it. You need sleep, ai'ight?

Date: 2008-07-17 05:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
It's nothing. It's really dumb.

I sleep a few hours during the day, usually. Don't start pulling that doctor crap on me. You know slayers don't need much sleep.

Date: 2008-07-17 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
You should hear some of the crap I been dealing with from Queen Sass herself. Try me, c'mon.

Fuck you, my doctor crap's all I got left. You know I worry...paternal instincts, fucking humor me.

Date: 2008-07-17 05:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
I really don't want to. It's really dumb.

I'm fine, really...though I did slice the hell out of my hands last night. Long story, but GOD, they just ached for hours.

Date: 2008-07-17 03:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
Hey, what're friends for if not to listen to the dumb shit?

If you still got any open cuts, rinse 'em in salt water. Clean and cauterize 'em. Ice 'em down, and double up on the Advil. With food, goddamnit, don't let me catch you taking that shit on an empty stomach again.

Date: 2008-07-17 04:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
I don't like making myself feel or sound dumb, though.

Nah, they're all closed up. Pretty much healed. I don't think they'll even scar.

Date: 2008-07-17 04:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fear-noevil.livejournal.com
Between friends, ain't shit that's really dumb, Bee. I think if Hank was here, she'd call you a moron for thinkin' it. *tries not to smile*

Long as they feel better. Take the Advil anyway, just to be sure, ai'ight?

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