I’d give up forever to touch you…

[bitch_eve]

Dotted lines, inconsistency’s in ink or paint - depending on where they were - one false move and you could slip right through the break. Leaving you unable to come back and have things the way they were

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[rogue_lawyer]

The footsteps are too quite for it to be Angel, too tentative, and my gaze slides right over the blue-green uniform of the guard outside my cell. My eyes are open, but I can’t seem to see a damn thing lately. It’s not until she speaks that my thoughts are dragged back to the present, with a shock. “L-Lindsey…”

Well, Christ on a crutch!

I double-take, blink, and then I’m on my feet and at the bars in a second, reaching through to take her in a horribly awkward embrace, cursing the solid metal making this so difficult. “Am I glad to see you!” I’m half-laughing, out of breath and almost shaking with sheer relief. That she’s here, that she’s not him, and that just for a minute, I can take my mind off the World’s Strangest Inquisition the other day.

“What the hell are you doing here, huh? You’re going to get yourself killed! Goddamn, look at you!” She’s a sight for sleep-deprived eyes, just swimming in that uniform. A single lock of auburn hair is curling out from under the cap and she looks more frightened than I’ve ever seen her.

[bitch_eve]

I feel like I'm about to shatter when he touches me, it feel so real, so solid that I can't stand it, I need it. He starts poundng me with questions that I would have been able to answer in a heartbeat before, now I have to pause and think about them, try and come up with the right answers.

"Had to..." Get him out, right, that's what the plan was. "I-I brought this..." I murmured, pulling the other uniform out from under mine and slipping it to him through the bars, then I reached into my pocket and pulled out the pass card and handed it to him. "Come out...Lindsey...I..." I lowered my head and I silently cursed myself for the feelings I felt but the one that was going to drown me the most was how lost I felt.

"I need you out of here. I'm not ok, nothing's ok. It never will be. Please...Lindsey...I'm losing my mind...I can't...nothing's making any sense anymore..." I looked up at him and touched his face. "Lindsey, I can't be alone anymore..."

[rogue_lawyer]

She’s not herself. We haven’t been apart long enough that I’ve forgotten the way she speaks, with cutting wit and the fierce confidence of someone much larger than herself. The change is shocking and it’s almost as if she’s forgotten who she is.

“I-I brought this…”

Escape. Freedom. The words are so damned sweet I can taste them, heady as the best whiskey. Eve’s still speaking as I fumble the lock open from this side of the bars, and her almost-pleading tone and bowed head are unnerving. “Lindsey, I can’t be alone anymore…”“You’re not,” I counter, feeling her fingers tremble as they ghost over my cheek. “I’ve got you … you’re not losing your mind. Everything’s crazy right now. Shh, sweetheart, I’ve got you.” I hold her close, wrapping her up tight in my arms and feeling some small measure of sanity in the way her body fits against mine. She doesn’t loom, can’t press me back into a wall and make me feel helplessly out of control. She’s perfect. I smile with my eyes closed and kiss the curve of her throat

[bitch_eve]

I watch as if I'm in a trance as he comes out of his sell and into this prision that was now our life, I think. I'm not sure of things anymore. I just needed him, after that I didn't care.

“I’ve got you … you’re not losing your mind. Everything’s crazy right now. Shh, sweetheart, I’ve got you.”

He wraps his now tattooless arms around me and I hold onto him for dear life, clinging to him like a liferaft in the middle of the ocean. "I am...All...all I have left is you...I think...I'm...I don't know what I'll remember tomorrow..." I murmured as the tears fell onto his shirt.

“Everything’s going to be fine now. I promise. Now, let’s get the hell out of this goddamn pit.”I feel his kiss against my neck and I nod, pulling back and helping him out of his prision shirt with shaking hands. I watch as he slips on the uniform and I look up at him, unsure of what to do next. I remembered this before, didn't I