Freelancer Specialist Rho

@agent-rho

This is human AU account for OC AI fragment Rho from the series Red vs Blue

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Delta smiled softly and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Hello, Rho," he murmured.

The young woman didn’t jump nor even flinch at her love’s show of affection. Touching was as natural as breathing in unison between the two agents, but what it did produce was a smile that spread from ear to ear, and a feeling of contented belonging. No matter the memories of her past which mostly resided just out of reach, Rho knew to the core of her being she had and would always belong at Delta’s side.

"Hello again my wayward heart. It’s so good to be whole again. How are you this morning? I am attempting to cook, so be prepared to run or get a fire extinguisher," she answered in a light hearted tone.

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Carefully, she flipped the omelet over in the pan, the fluffy yellow exterior dotted with specks of green and brown from the peppers and mushrooms it contained. “Huh? Oh, I was thinking of having some tea out on the terrace while I finished my book. After that, maybe going for a walk and exploring. How about you?”

He shrugged, watching her while the bread toasted. “I don’t have any plans. It’s still nice sometimes to just… not have anything to do, even if it feels a bit unusual.”

She knew he was watching her before she felt his gaze. From the day they met, Rho noticed the way Delta constantly looked her over like she was a puzzle he desperately wanted to solve or her existence was the answer to a question he couldn't quite formulate, and she fell in love with him for little by little.

"You're right, being idle after being so busy for all these years is...jarring, but that just gives us more time to relish one another like normal people. There's so fear of our secret being discovered and the two of us getting into trouble. Some things are new and exciting. The mind reels at the possibilities, don't you think?"

Delta smiled softly and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Hello, Rho," he murmured.

The young woman didn’t jump nor even flinch at her love’s show of affection. Touching was as natural as breathing in unison between the two agents, but what it did produce was a smile that spread from ear to ear, and a feeling of contented belonging. No matter the memories of her past which mostly resided just out of reach, Rho knew to the core of her being she had and would always belong at Delta’s side.

"Hello again my wayward heart. It’s so good to be whole again. How are you this morning? I am attempting to cook, so be prepared to run or get a fire extinguisher," she answered in a light hearted tone.

Delta chuckled lightly, nuzzling into Rho’s shoulder, taking in her warm, sweet scent. “I’m sure you’ll do fine,” he said. “Is there anything I can help with? I may not be much at cooking, but I’m good at following directions.”

A smile came to her lips, and she leaned her head over so she could rest her head on top of his for a moment. "I think I've got things under control, but if you'd make toast, I can focus on finishing up these omelets without worrying I'll burn them?"

Delta smiled softly and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Hello, Rho," he murmured.

The young woman didn't jump nor even flinch at her love's show of affection. Touching was as natural as breathing in unison between the two agents, but what it did produce was a smile that spread from ear to ear, and a feeling of contented belonging. No matter the memories of her past which mostly resided just out of reach, Rho knew to the core of her being she had and would always belong at Delta's side."Hello again my wayward heart. It's so good to be whole again. How are you this morning? I am attempting to cook, so be prepared to run or get a fire extinguisher," she answered in a light hearted tone.

To catch the pieces — Delta/Rho post-Freelancer

He nuzzled into her hair, his breathing rough as he sobbed. He didn’t speak, not wanting his voice to break and not really being sure what he could say.

Once he regained his composure he looked down at her. She looked so worn. He supposed he did as well, but it was different seeing her like that.

“I missed you too.”

He ran his hand over her hair before tilting her head back and kissing her lightly.

Rho was doing an okay job of not completely falling apart. Sure, she was crying, but she wasn't at the point of sobbing, not yet anyway. She'd become so accustomed to having to be the strong one with Indie's injury and reliance on her, and hearing Delta's sobs reiterated that need and desire to be strong for him. As he nuzzled into her hair, she swallowed hard at the pain from longing for this exact thing rising from her stomach. Cracks spread through her resolve, and if he kept doing this, she feared she'd come undone.

She wanted to grab his hand and press it to her head and keep it from stroking her hair. Thankfully, he stopped, but then he kissed her and that was it; she broke into a sob she couldn't control. The fire of a long thought dead hope had been restored.

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To catch the pieces — Delta/Rho post-Freelancer

“And you always thought I deserved better.” She leaned back and removed her helmet. Dark circles had formed under her eyes and they lacked some of the sparkle they once held, but she wanted to see him with her own eyes and let him see her without her visor hiding herself. Leaning back in to let their foreheads touch, she spoke again. “But there was no one else who could compare to you. No one could make me as happy as you. Just don’t leave me behind again.”

Her gut told her the odds were against them. Too much time had passed and the feelings they had for each other couldn’t be as strong, but she had her heart back and the heart and guts almost never agreed anyway.

He reached up and cupped her cheek in his hand, swallowing hard at the feeling of her skin. He opened his mouth to answer, but felt his throat tighten, his vision starting blur as tears welled up in his eyes.

He brought his other hand up, holding her head gently as he pressed his lips against her forehead, unable to speak as he cried for the first time in a very, very long time.

She automatically leaned into his hand like she'd done so many times before and nuzzled it. She looked at him questioningly when he opened his mouth to speak, and she was about to ask him something when his other hand cupped her face. Were those tears she thought she saw? But then he was kissing her forehead so tenderly, and she could hear then see he was in fact crying.

"Oh, no, nonono, don't do that," she began to say when the tears started running down her cheeks. Rho had never liked to see him cry on the rare occasions it did happen. She wrapped her arms around him as the two of them cried holding the other. "I missed you more than I have words to say."

To catch the pieces — Delta/Rho post-Freelancer

Her hands moved up to rub his back, and she wished she wasn’t wearing her armor. He hadn’t done anything to deserve the way she’d greeted him, and inspite of it, he was holding her tightly. There was no way he would hurt her, and she knew it. She just needed to be reminded of it.

“My heart, I love you too. I never stopped loving you. If you think this is worth salvaging, then I will too. I just…I don’t know if I can go through losing you again. I’m not strong enough for that,” she said timidly.

He leaned his forehead against her visor, trying to look through the polarized lens to see her face.

“Rho… you have always been stronger than you realized, but I will do everything in my power so you never have to test that.”

He had his own fears, but swallowing them was an old habit by now. He had her back. After losing everything, he had finally regained one of the most important things. He could worry about how to make it work later.

"And you always thought I deserved better." She leaned back and removed her helmet. Dark circles had formed under her eyes and they lacked some of the sparkle they once held, but she wanted to see him with her own eyes and let him see her without her visor hiding herself. Leaning back in to let their foreheads touch, she spoke again. "But there was no one else who could compare to you. No one could make me as happy as you. Just don't leave me behind again."

Her gut told her the odds were against them. Too much time had passed and the feelings they had for each other couldn't be as strong, but she had her heart back and the heart and guts almost never agreed anyway.

To catch the pieces — Delta/Rho post-Freelancer

Her vision went blurry, and she blinked away tears he couldn’t see. I love you? Rho had relished every time he’d been able to say those words to her in the past, and she’d half expected him to say something else, anything else but those. She moved towards him suddenly unable to be out of his reach and away from his touch. She lifted her hand out to him, her fingers brushing against his elbow.

“M-My heart, I don’t know if you could now.” Her chin dropped to her chest and there was no blinking back the tears now that she’d touched him and seen he too was real.

Delta closed his eyes a moment before wrapping his arms around her shoulders. He wanted to feel her, not her armor, but this was what he had for the moment, and at least it meant she was really there.

“I do not know how I could not,” he said softly.

There was the voice in the back of his mind, that constantly-nagging monologue telling him there were no certainties, but with this one thing he was completely sure.

Her hands moved up to rub his back, and she wished she wasn't wearing her armor. He hadn't done anything to deserve the way she'd greeted him, and inspite of it, he was holding her tightly. There was no way he would hurt her, and she knew it. She just needed to be reminded of it.

"My heart, I love you too. I never stopped loving you. If you think this is worth salvaging, then I will too. I just...I don't know if I can go through losing you again. I'm not strong enough for that," she said timidly.

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To catch the pieces — Delta/Rho post-Freelancer

Hearing her voice was what cracked his resolve, pressing against all the emotional and mental walls that had been building up for so long. He wanted to hold her, to feel her, to touch every inch of her body and kiss her and fall asleep entwined in each other’s limbs. He wanted to hear her laugh and hum and sing, and he deeply wanted to hear her say she loved him, that she forgave him. He wanted her breath in his ear and her warmth on his skin.

But her voice…

It was the voice he remembered, but the tone was wrong. He knew, part of his mind knew, that this was something he should have expected after all, but he didn’t understand what it meant. Why was she here? What did she want?

He let his hands drop to his side, his fingers fidgeting with the air in an old nervous habit. He swallowed, watching her a moment before speaking.

“I love you,” he said, his voice weak. It probably wasn’t the best thing to say, but he wanted it to be the first thing she heard. He had been over this so many times in his head, and that fact never changed.

Her vision went blurry, and she blinked away tears he couldn't see. I love you? Rho had relished every time he'd been able to say those words to her in the past, and she'd half expected him to say something else, anything else but those. She moved towards him suddenly unable to be out of his reach and away from his touch. She lifted her hand out to him, her fingers brushing against his elbow.

"M-My heart, I don't know if you could now." Her chin dropped to her chest and there was no blinking back the tears now that she'd touched him and seen he too was real.

#agentdelta #tocatchthepieces

To catch the pieces — Delta/Rho post-Freelancer

Delta looked up at the sound, blinking for moment as he focused. If anyone was looking for him, it was because they needed something done, and while that thought made him a little bitter, at least he was still useful.

Still, he wasn’t in a hurry. He stood up slowly, with a sigh, and walked over to the door. His breath caught when he opened the door.

How many nights had he spent dreaming about her? How many times had he tried to find some way to go back to her, or at least send her a message? Too many times, for something he knew he would never be able to do.

And now she was here, and he didn’t know how to react. He was so numb, and just seeing her armor, the way her body was shaped, the way she held herself, filled him with a dull, aching surprise. He knew he should have been happy, but he couldn’t completely believe that it was her. If somehow it wasn’t, it would break his heart all over again, and then he really would have nothing left.

He slowly brought his hands up to her arms, to the side of her shoulders, until his fingers hovered millimeters from her helmet, unable to actually touch her. He had never hallucinated before, but he had had dreams in which he got her back and lost her again. Was this another dream?

The woman wasn't expecting a great show of emotion from the man, that would have been too out of character for him, but it didn't stop a part of her from wishing he had. Her expression stayed fixed as he walked towards her, her visor protecting her from showing any display of emotion. Suppressing her feelings was something she'd picked up from him, and it had actually saved her and Indie's life. It had become difficult for her to 'turn off' this new trait in different situations, and most of the time she left it on.

This new guard began to waiver as Delta brought his hands up her arms. How much time had they spent laying together, his hands lightly brushing over her skin as he took in the feel and natural landmarks of her body? The memories seeped through to the surface, and try as she might, she couldn't hold them back. If he could run a thumb over her cheek or touch her hair right now, she would come completely undone. Not only was her visor stopping it from happening, but also his hesitation. Did he think she was some sort of apparition? Or did he not want to touch her and know in an instant she had changed and not for the better?

"I'm real, if that's what you're afraid of," she said flatly.

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To catch the pieces — Delta/Rho post-Freelancer

Delta sat in his room, his head in his hands and his eyes closed. He had finished his current set of tasks, and it left him feeling useless. So many years of being treated like a tool, and since York had died, well, he had started thinking of himself as one. He did what he was told, and the rest of the time—nothing. There wasn’t much call for his particular set of skills at the moment so the rest of the time ended up being most of the time. He had tried amusing himself at first, but everything felt pointless, so he had taken to spending hours at a time staring at the ceiling or as he was now, trying to think as little as possible.

Knowing Delta was alive and here was wonderful and terrible news all at the same time. Rho had missed him, no, that wasn't the right word, she'd felt incomplete without Delta in her life. She'd always been shy, withdrawn until she met him. He'd shown her so much care, and his praise of her had made her start believing it had merit and wasn't simply things he thought she wanted to hear, he truly believed it. When he left, it was like he took everything good in her life with him. She couldn't fault him for leaving, the same way he couldn't fault her for staying. They were Greek Agents with partners they had to stick with and support.

The terrible part of having him here, and the cause of her hesitation to knock on his door was that she wasn't the same person she'd been before, and neither was he. They'd both been through so much pain, cruelty and just plain survival at its most basic. Could they pick up where they left off? Should they? So many thoughts stormed through her mind, she wasn't even aware she was knocking on his door until the sound caught her ear.

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His sudden show of affection was welcome, but it was punctuated by her continued uneasiness. Returning his embrace, she rubbed his back a few times before she pulled back a little to meet his gaze. “I love you too, my heart. What has you so upset? I’ve never seen you like this, and it frightens me.”

“I don’t know it—”

He was struck with concern and guilt for worrying her. That wasn’t what he wanted, he was doing something wrong if that was how she felt.

“There’s no reason to be scared, I don’t think, nothing happened, I’ve just been… overwhelmed, emotionally, and.. I’m not sure how to cope with this.”

He held her closer against him. It seemed to help.

"Okay. I've never seen tears in your eyes, and I never want to." Rho gave him a tight squeeze to reassure him she was there and not about to leave him anytime soon while he was like this.

"You don't have to deal with this on your own. I'm here, and I'll do whatever it is you need of me. We can talk or we can just hold one another, it's entirely up to you, my heart."

Delta wrapped his arms tightly around her, burying his face in her hair as he was filled with a different set of emotions than had been plaguing him suddenly. Confusion and anger and fear were replaced with happiness and gratitude in her presence, and he breathed a little easier.

“I love you so much,” he finally said, his voice shaking.

His sudden show of affection was welcome, but it was punctuated by her continued uneasiness. Returning his embrace, she rubbed his back a few times before she pulled back a little to meet his gaze. "I love you too, my heart. What has you so upset? I've never seen you like this, and it frightens me."

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Delta had tensed when he heard the knocking on his door, not wanting to deal with anyone at the moment, but when he heard Rho’s voice he was flooded with enough relief and happiness that his eyes started to water.

He got up from his desk and opened the door.

When the door opened, Rho smiled from ear to ear, but seeing his eyes, her smile quickly faded being replaced with one of concern. "Delta? W-What's wrong? Did something happen?"

The young woman stepped further into the room, and after hearing the door close, she lifted her hand up and cupped his face. "What can I do for you?"

A large childlike smile spread across her face. “I wouldn’t mind at all. In fact, I would love it if you stayed. Falling asleep in each others arms sounds wonderful to me.”

He smiled softly.

“Very well, then.”

He likely wasn’t going to fall asleep again, and if he did he would have to get up early to make sure they weren’t caught together, but he relaxed some at the thought of holding her while she slept, at least.

Rho yawned as she rested her head back on his chest. "I've got training early in the morning, so I'll wake you if you're not already up. I do sometimes worry about protocol as well, and I don't want you getting into trouble. But you'll forgive me for wanting as much time with you as I can get."

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She opened her eyes and looked up at him. “Yes, my hear?”

“Would you mind if I stayed the rest of the night?” he asked. kissing the top of her head. They’d never done that before, but it just felt so… nice, so right, being with her, and he didn’t want to leave.

A large childlike smile spread across her face. "I wouldn't mind at all. In fact, I would love it if you stayed. Falling asleep in each others arms sounds wonderful to me."

His encouraging pull closer to him made her stop humming and star singing full on.

He just lay there with his eyes closed, playing with her hair and breathing slowly as she sang.

She started a new song when the first one ended, as her index finger making slow circles on his chest.

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