Maureen

[therewasaman]

There was a man who was sitting in jail. Less than twenty four hours and he had found things didn't work here the same way as back in the world. There was no phone call, no miranda rights, no seventy two hour holding limit. He was, in essence, fucked

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[drama_maureen]

She hadn't known what she would say when she saw him. And when she was standing in front of him, she still didn't know what to say.

Finally she set her mouth into a straight line and trained on him an expression full of the utter contempt that she felt.

"I hope you got what you fucking wanted."

[therewasaman]

"I don't know yet...it depends on whether or not anyone had their eyes opened," Patrick replied. He reached through the bars for her.

"Come here, baby. Who's my girl?"

[drama_maureen]

"Fuck you."

Maureen didn't move an inch.

[therewasaman]

"Oh, come on Maureen! I had no choice. I couldn't let things go on the same old way," he wheedled.

[drama_maureen]

"And I suppose that's why you worked me over, too," she said flatly.

[therewasaman]

"You brought that on yourself. If you'd just learn to be a decent girlfriend...but now. I never can tell when you're with me and when you might be thinking of someone else."

[drama_maureen]

"Now?" Maureen laughed, short and bitter. "There is no now, you utter shit."

She moved closer, just short of how close she would need to be for him to reach her. "Though if you want to hear about all the guys I fucked that were better than you, I'd be happy to give you something to think about while you're rotting in here."

[therewasaman]

"Don't you dare. Maureen, baby, I thought we had something special. Why would you want to ruin that? I'll be out of this cell and then we can get back to normal," he said softly, reaching out slowly for her.

[drama_maureen]

Maureen just stared at him for a moment.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?"

[therewasaman]

"What do you mean? There's cops but no judge, no lawyers. I won't be tried and they can't keep me in here forever," Patrick said evenly. "In a few days I'll be out and I'll come back to you."

[drama_maureen]

"The hell you will. If they're stupid enough to let you out of here you're not coming anywhere near me."

She really hadn't thought she needed to explain this to him. God, how she she missed that he was such a fucking psycho?

"Do you understand that? You are a fucking psychopath and I must have been out of my mind to think I loved you."

[therewasaman]

"But I love you," he said, sounding as earnest as anyone could. He reached out for her again. "Maureen...please, baby. I need you by my side."

[drama_maureen]

"You don't love me," Maureen spat. "If you loved me you wouldn't have beat the shit out of me. What the fuck is wrong with you? I might be an idiot for believing your shit, but you're... you're crazy!"

[therewasaman]

"Fuck you!" he spat, flying into a rage. Despite being hurt, Patrick lunged against the bars in an attempt to get that much closer to her.

"You stupid bitch. You love me! You know no one will have you but me! I'm good to you."

[drama_maureen]

Maureen took a step back and watched him, going a little pale at the evidence right in front of her of how incredibly blind she'd been.

"I don't love you. I loved the man you were pretending to be."

She glared at him and then added just to piss him off, "And by the way, Jack Harkness has a bigger dick than you do."

[therewasaman]

"You bitch," he spat, lunging for her again. His back started to bleed badly again, soaking through his bandage and his shirt...but he didn't notice. He just wanted to get at her. He thought she'd look great with his hands around her throat.