Remieverse- in a hotelroom

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

Rage, brought on by a night of remourseful drinking, coursed through Logan's veins as he snarled, chucking the hotel room's last vase at the wall near his shadow, the woman was always following him, always there, always quiet.

"&*#$ you!" he thundered, approaching her, blood in his eyes. There wasn't even a glimmer of Remie in this woman, not a life-filled, joyus, loud Cajun bone in her body, and he was sick of it.

He raised his clawed fists, mind gonig blank but for the picture this woman couldn't fill, snarling as he finally cornered the only one to duck out during his temper tantrums and imediatly return.

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[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"(Shh, darlin' yer ok)," gentle, strong arms caught her, and held her close to a warm ad steady heartbeat, a hand rubbing her back.

[random_xtras]

She started, then hid her face against his chest, one hand gripping his shirt as she shivered. "(What? Where? Where am I? Husband?)"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"(Shh, yer safe, I've got you. We're still at the healer's place. We'll leave soon, I'll finish up my buisness, and I'll have you back home before you know it. Don't worry, I won't let nothing more happen t' you. You're safe.)"

[random_xtras]

Noah swallowed, then sighed. "(My head... feels so strange.)

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"(That's their medicine, so y' didn't feel them workin' on your foot. It'll pass, it ain't bad. I promise. And till you're feeling better I won't let go of ya,)" he softly promised.

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"(Being held makes me feel better,)" she said honestly, opening her eyes to frown at the IV in her hand.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"(Then I won't let you go till ya ask me,)" he said gently.