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[Elle] Recovery.
Nov. 29th, 2007 03:56 pmThe plan wasn't for her to get shot. Hell the plan wasn't even for him to be left out of it all, but that's what happens when you send Sebastian out on a fucking errand that anyone could have done. It was Bob's deal, and really Bob should have known better than to not let Bastian go with for the exchange. Hell all he got was a text message from Bishop saying that Noah had her and he'd get her back.
The odds on that wasn't exactly looking in anyone's favor. Bennett was a loose canon, and really everyone knew the guy was gonna just spark off at any moment. Being fourteen hours away wasn't' going to help any of them, and when he got back he was sure as hell going to give Bishop a piece of his mind. It was the whole father knows best line of bullshit and he was getting tired of hearing it. Tired of watching him dangle Elle out on the line as if she was being constantly tested by him. It pissed him off to see her just follow the orders too, because he knew what she was capable of, and that all she had to do was say no and put a bit of emphasis on the word and it'd be said and done. Instead she was a people pleaser and while he enjoyed that side of her in the bedroom... in The Company it seemed a pretty dangerous route to placate to.
He should have been there, because if he had been there she wouldn't have been shot... hell she wouldn't have been taken in the first place. But he was off keeping an eye on Micah as a favor. Micah who was a kid, and really in the care of others and Niki was just being paranoid.
Back at The Facility though he felt a bit more at ease, but he'd heard about the mix-up with Claire... the window already getting replaced for her in the parking lot and she was in the library relaxing on the over-sized leather couch. He'd been in the other room when they had brought in Peter, and he watched her play the part... and it put a touch of jealousy in him to know what she was doing. Now though she was fiddling with the sling as he came into the room, "So seems every time I get sent off somewhere you seem to find yourself in some sort of trouble. You're doing it on purpose aren't you, I mean... I know I take good care of you, but Elle you got shot."
He settled on the couch beside her his hand moving to shift her sleeve up to take a look at the bandage, "You shouldn't be messing with this you know."
The odds on that wasn't exactly looking in anyone's favor. Bennett was a loose canon, and really everyone knew the guy was gonna just spark off at any moment. Being fourteen hours away wasn't' going to help any of them, and when he got back he was sure as hell going to give Bishop a piece of his mind. It was the whole father knows best line of bullshit and he was getting tired of hearing it. Tired of watching him dangle Elle out on the line as if she was being constantly tested by him. It pissed him off to see her just follow the orders too, because he knew what she was capable of, and that all she had to do was say no and put a bit of emphasis on the word and it'd be said and done. Instead she was a people pleaser and while he enjoyed that side of her in the bedroom... in The Company it seemed a pretty dangerous route to placate to.
He should have been there, because if he had been there she wouldn't have been shot... hell she wouldn't have been taken in the first place. But he was off keeping an eye on Micah as a favor. Micah who was a kid, and really in the care of others and Niki was just being paranoid.
Back at The Facility though he felt a bit more at ease, but he'd heard about the mix-up with Claire... the window already getting replaced for her in the parking lot and she was in the library relaxing on the over-sized leather couch. He'd been in the other room when they had brought in Peter, and he watched her play the part... and it put a touch of jealousy in him to know what she was doing. Now though she was fiddling with the sling as he came into the room, "So seems every time I get sent off somewhere you seem to find yourself in some sort of trouble. You're doing it on purpose aren't you, I mean... I know I take good care of you, but Elle you got shot."
He settled on the couch beside her his hand moving to shift her sleeve up to take a look at the bandage, "You shouldn't be messing with this you know."
