Christmas 2007: Rahne

[puppygirl]

Vic's Prison Cell

[Rahne] Rahne snuggled under Vic's arm and rested her head on his shoulder "I dinnae wanna go home" she muttered, stroking down his arm.

[Vic] Vic lent his head against Rahne's, closing his eyes and breathing in her scent. He knew it wouldn't last forever but it still kinda hurt. "I know, pup....I don' wan' ya t' leave either....."

[Rahne] Rahne looked around the room, she was so familiar with it now it seems, the porn magazines, the pinboard and the shadow cast by a half-full bottle of vodka hidden behind the plain chest of drawers.

[Rahne] And in one courner, a small pile of presents, she kissed his arm and closed her eyes "I ... I know tha it's nae a great place ta spen' Christmas bu' ... well ... was it okay? Me an' m' family bein' here."

[Vic] Vic smiled, pulling Rahne closer and stroking her hair lightly. He'd really enjoyed Christmas, although the sting of little or no contact from the school still hurt. Only a few presents....it wasn't that he cared about gifts but....the thought would have been nice.

[Vic] Still.....he wasn't going to let Rahney know how much that hurt. "I loved it, Rahney." He nuzzled her hair. "Y' made it a good one f' me, an'.....I dunno what I c'n do t' thank ya an' y' family for it."

[Rahne] Rahne nuzzled in closer and ran her finger along one of the fangs of his necklace "Ye dinnae hafta do naethin' Vic ... ye part o' tha family now ye know." she smiled and saw him glanceing at the presents and couldn't help the sigh.

[Rahne] She ... she was sure they hadn't ment to forget him ... "L-Lizzie did saw she was gonna be bringin' her presen' herself ..."

[Vic] Vic couldn't stop the tense at the mention of Lizzie's name. No, don't get angry. Rahne didn't need to know just how much the blog about TJ had hurt. "That's nice. She say when she was comin' over?"

[Rahne] Rahne ran her hand up and down Vic's arm in a soothing manner at him tensing "Dinnae ... guess she has stuff ta do wit' her brother an' Warren firs' ..." she trailed off and looked away awkwardly, London was only an hour away from the prison ... surely she could have come over sooner.

[Vic] "Yeah. Gess she did." He didn't mean to sound as deadpan as he did, but damnit, it hurt.

[Vic] Vic sighed through his teeth. "S'pose she get hre when it suits her, same as always, yeah?" He forced a grin. "How's Rem doin'? Heard from him?"

[Rahne] "Aye ..." Rahne forced a smile back up at Victor "Nae ... then 'gain I ain't been on a 'puter since I came down here, an' I dinane thin' he's 'llowed ta use tha phone yet."

[Rahne] "Mus' ... mus' be hard on him aye?" She curled up around Vic and closed here eyes "I wish we coul' be there fer him ... all this time I knew s'methin' was wron' wit' him ... bu' I thought ta m'sel' 'He'll talk when he wan's ta' ... an' he nae'er did ..."

[Rahne] "Though ... mebby it's fer tha best aye? Tha he's 'way fr'm us while he sorts out his stuff."

[Vic] "Yeah....still, wanna help, y' know?" Vic couldn't help the guilty glance to where he knew the vodka was. Thankfully if Rahne had noticed how drunk he was a couple of times she hadn't mentioned anything.

[Vic] "It's kinda hell bein' in here - I get no news." He whined, kissing Rahne on her head.

[Rahne] "We'll be gettin' ye outta her soon though aye," Rahne snuggled in closer, pressing her face against his warm, soft fuzzy skin "I'm sure tha new judge is gonna be lots more fairer aye?" She smiled hopefully and kissed his arm.

[Rahne] She placed her hand at the small of his back and rubed slightly when she saw his shift uncomfortably "Is it still hurtin'?"

[Vic] Vic sighed and purred slightly as Rahne rubbed his back. He didn't mind purring in front of her - she didn't laugh. "Yeah....a bit. Dunno what's up wit' it - I mean, I can't pull muscles or shit so....it jus' aches, y' know?"

[Rahne] Rahne kissed the small of his back and smiled, continuing to massarge it "Mebby it's tha cold? It's a wee bit chilly in here aye? ... Or mebby stress?"

[Vic] Vic shrugged, leaning back into the massage. God he was going to miss Rahney's hands.....and the way she talked and....god, everything about her. After she'd gone, he'd just go back to these four walls.

[Vic] It was more then he could take....so he'd get drunk. Again. Vic twitched and hissed slightly as Rahne brushed over his tail-bone, sending shivers up his spine and a spike of pain.

[Rahne] Rahne pulled her hand back at the twitch "There?"

[Vic] "Yeah....." Vic stretched slightly, feeling his spine unkink. "Actully....m' whole back feels achey. Wouldja....?"

[Rahne] Rahne smiled up and him and stood up, "Sure ... lay down on tha bed then."

[Rahne] Once he did Rahne staddled his hips and began to massage his shoulders "Ifrinn ... ye really tense Vic." She commented.

[Vic] Vic purred, closing his eyes as he felt Rahne knead his skin. "An' y' really good a' this...." He grunted as she found a knot. "Whaddya expect, pup? I ain' had a chance t' unwin' since I got arrested....."

[Rahne] Rahne leant down to kiss the back of Vic's neck, tickling him with her wram breath "I'll bet ... bu' me bein' here help's aye?" She spred her fingers and slid them slowly down his back.

[Vic] Vic's purr turned into a low grolwing hum as he stretched under Rahne's hands, smiling. "Yeah. Yeah, it helps. Gonna miss ya, pup."

[Vic] God, he hadn't felt this good since....since he'd worked out how he felt about Rahne.

[Rahne] Rahne leant her body over Vic's and kissed down his neck and his back "I'm gonna miss ye ta Vic ... bu' now tha I've got money I can come an' see ye more often ..."

[Vic] "So lon'....as y' don'....fall b'hin'...." This really did feel good. If she kept this up, Vic wouldn't be able to lie on his front in a while.....

[Vic] "Mmmm....bu' that'd be nice, pup...."

[Rahne] "I willnae ... imma good girl." She nuzzled into his back and gave his spine a quick lick And maybe with me around you won't need to drink so much.

[Rahne] She smiled as he twitched and let out a soft moan at that "Why dinnae ye turn o'er so I can massarge tha fron'?" She sugested, smiling slyly.

[Vic] "Y' very good." Vic couldn't help the grin as he rolled over, hand tracing down Rahne's face. He really did love her..... "Rahney...."

[Vic] "I...." C'mon, Creed, what's so fuckin' hard!! "Um.....I-I....wish y' didn' hafta leave." Great. Nice fuckin' cop-ou'. Some lady's man I am.

[Rahne] Rahne covered Vic's hand with her own and smiled down at him "I wish I didn't niether ... bu' let's nae talk 'bout tha' aye ... less jus' ... jus' 'joy tha time ..."

[Rahne] And maybe, for a little while ... we can pretend that it's all going to be okay. She lent down and kissed him.

[puppygirl]

Well, i'm back an' a very merry belated Christmas ta ye all.

Sorry 'bout disapearin' on ye all bu' I managed ta talk me folks inta spendin' Christmas wit Vic an we dinnae get a place wit' internet, it was good ta see him an' spen' Christmas wit' him even if it 'twas in a prison

Leastways, it's snowin' really heavily up here now, so we may get snowed in ... which means tha may be a power cut (oh how deeply joyous) bu' hey, least every cloud has a silver linein ... tha blaigeard david is ment ta be commin' up ta visit an' if tha roads are snowed ou' then he can't, whooo!!

[puppygirl]

Tha storms have stopped, which is pretty cool aye ... however tha means tha road's ain't snowed ou' so blaigeard is makin' his way up ta visit ... peh, s'me holiday aye? Well i'll jus' be stayin' outta his way, last thin' I wan' is him 'rassin' me.

Hope ye all havin' a good time wit' ye holidays s' far though

[puppygirl]

David found Rahne where he'd expected her to be on this day, she stood wrapped in her thick overcoat, her long red hair yellow scarf streaming like a banner in the wind. He'd been in Scotland for a few days now and while the rest of the Sinclair's had been friendly enough, when she hadn't been blanking him she'd been very short with him, and today was no exception.

"Go away." She hadn't even turned around and he was pretty sure he hadn't made any noise as he walked, maybe it was a mutant thing?

"You're still angry with me." It was a statement, not a question so she said nothing "Can't you even talk to me? Not even here, in this place, on this day?" Still not a sound, she didn't even look at him.

David walked forwards and ran his hands over the bark of one of the trees, the scratches were still as deep and as ragged. One hand came up to his throat, touching the scar that almost matched the markings on the tree ... that had been lucky, a very lucky escape. "Still doesn't feel like a whole years gone past," he said, even though he may as well have been talking to himself. It really didn't seem like a year, he still woke up at night seeing those claws and ice-cold blue eyes "we've changed a lot since then, you and me."

He shivered as the icy wind bit through his coat and howled around the small corpse with it's barren, storm blasted trees. Duw, this place was creepy, even if all that with the lunatic hadn't happened he'd still think it was. He glanced back at the house, only about fifty yards away from them, so close ...

"Ye all though' I was a killer," Rahne said suddenly, breaking the heavy silence and breathing heavily through her nose.

David moved closer "You saved my life Rahne, and Moira's too" he whispered "If you'd been just a second later he would-"

Rahne's eyes flickered down to her feet "It disnae matter ..." she muttered.

"It does to me, Pup ..."

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As this is a 'flashback' fic the rest of the story will be posted in the Out of Timeline thread and can be found here. Check it out for future game plot implications

[Edited on 26/4/2007 by Guardian-of-Tears]