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‘You don’t unders…“ There was the look, the only look in the entire world that could make Quentin feel the pull of guilt, recognize the anger. Stopping mid sentence he bits the corner of his lip, teeth scrapping over the lip ring as he looked down a bit, avoiding the look more than anything else.

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Rainard looked at Q, nostrils slightly flaring as he figured out what he was going to say to his insolent grandson. Kneeling down he picked up the empty vial of Poppy’s cure for the blue rash and held it up to Q’s face. “You have no idea, what this hast cost your family.” Rainard three down the glass vial, it shattered on the ground and Rainard said “Hamish, your father, was hit by a landmine, getting this cure.”

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“I’m afraid I cannot do that my lad, my son seems rather fond of you and I would not like to anger him.”

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“Ah, Bill!’ Rainard grinned as his granddaughter walked into his office. “What a lovely surprise this is!”

thenameisq:

Q had caused other deaths sometimes directly other times indirectly but it had never been close to anyone he loved, anyone he cared about, this was an entirely different realm of death. He closed his eyes for a moment to compose himself, to think, contemplate. “No one knew about any of you, I tried to protect all of you from my decisions..”

“And here I thought you were the highest bidder and nothing could touch you.” Rainard muttered, watching him. “We haven’t released what we know about your connection to Valentine, your father wanted to but I told him for Harry’s sake, we shouldn’t.”

thenameisq:

Q ran his hand over his face to wipe away the tear that refused to stop, his entire being in anguish even if it wasn’t overtly obvious. “I’m not fucking thrilled, fuck you if you think I am.” He snapped, he never spoke to his grandfather like that but it struck a nerve and it hurt. His eyes fell on the envelope and he shook his head. “I never wanted this to happen.” He never wanted to see is father hurt again or dead, it always hurt.

“We warned you. We told you something would happen if you kept this bullshit up.” Rainard said, “and that is exactly what happened.” Watching him, Rainard said, “your father adored you, Q. He only ever wanted you to be happy.”

thenameisq:

It was the first time in a long while that he showed such emotions when he wasn’t alone but he couldn’t control them, anger, guilt, and sadness well up inside him and tears silently fell down his cheeks as he slammed the lid of his laptop shot, not being able to look at the image of his father’s unmoving body on the ground, dead. At the using of his full voice he looked up on instinct. He may not have fired the gun himself but he may as well have considering it was his fault the project had gotten as far as it had. “I .. didn’t … that wasn’t my intention… I..” For the first time in a long while he was speechless.

“That wasn’t your intent,” Rainard said, “but it’s what happened, I’m sure you are thrilled.” Pulling out an envelope, Rainard walked forward and put it on his desk, “he hadn’t changed his will, by the way, he left pretty much everything to you. I hope you can look yourself in the mirror after this.”

thenameisq:

“It means you have to make it a puzzle.” He muttered as he shook his head, the fight in the church playing over the screen, Q only looking at it here and there, “Why should I tell any of you anything?” He sighed before looking down at the video when his father was walking out of the church then it happened and all the color drained from Q’s face as he whispers no under his breath, eyes burning as tears begin to well up, despite the mask of being an uncaring son that he’d built up he cared and he caused this. “No.. he.. can’t be.”

Rainard finally let his emotions show, tears welling up in his eyes as he hears the gunshot that would probably haunt him until he died. “Congratulations, Quentin,” he used his Grandson’s full name, “you killed probably one of the few people left in your life that hadn’t given up on you.” Rainard said, “the poor bastard still had photos of you and him on his desk. Telling both me and Merlin that you’d come home one day. So I hope your money, and your power is worth it. I hope it was worth killing someone who would have given you the world if you hadn’t pushed him away.”

thenameisq:

He thought he had taken care of all the footage but it was hours after reports of Valentine’s death so no wonder they had gotten hold of the footage he was too slow getting to it. “Hmm..” Though he was please he’d actively refused the idiotic transplant. He let one of his hands drop to pick up the drive before walking around his desk to sit in his chair before opening the lid to his same beat up laptop. “It’s always extra with you guys, can’t just tell me.” He mumbled as he plugged the drive into the port and opened up the file.

“I don’t know what extra means but since when have you told us, anything?” Rainard said, the image of Harry dropping to the ground still burned into his retinas. Harry had sent him after Q before his death, but now Rainard was making it his mission for him to realize what he did. “Just watch the damn video.”

thenameisq:

“Guess it is.” When his grandfather Quentin did as well, pushing off the desk and standing in front of it, wary what the older man was going to do. “Who?” There was a tinge of concern in his voice, wondering who died and why he didn’t know of it. “And it’s not a mob.” The tone of his voice contained the annoyance the continued mob comment brought up. At the mention of Valentine however Q’s attention was sharp, he had in fact built the other man’s security system, had insisted on the biometrics even, similar to his own but not as secure. His eyes fell to the drive, “How did you know I helped him?” His eyes didn’t move from the drive, wonder what was on it.

We found surveillance footage of you two meeting and found a paper trail, following it from his end to you.” Rainard said, motioning to the flash drive he said, “how about you watch the footage and watch your handiwork for yourself.”

thenameisq:

Q can’t help it when his eyes narrow slightly, his posture stiffening as he looks at him. “I have no intention of going to prison.” He paused, “and you’re right I’m not going to go with you and I really don’t care what you want me out of.” He sighed.

“Then, I guess that’s it then.” Rainard stood, “I thought, you should know there’s been a death in the family. And. Your little syndicate, mob, whatever you want to call this.” He gestured around, his emotions showing. “Richard Valentine, I’m sure you’re aware of him? You helped him build security for his satellite system?” Holding up a flash drive he walked over and sat it on Q’s desk. “I just thought you’d like to see the fruit of your labor.”

thenameisq:

“And I’m the highest bidder so I have the loyalty.” He muttered. “Glad to see what you’re rooting for.”

“Oh no you misunderstand me,” Rainard said, “I just want you in prison.” He shrugged, “however, I know you won’t come with me willingly, but I want you out of this life. Because as much as you think you’ve got things under control, things get ugly rather quickly.”

thenameisq:

Quentin rolled his eyes, “Of course you don’t.” He muttered before shaking his head. “I keep my friends close and my enemies closer, besides I’ve amassed enough support that people won’t touch me.”

“Loyalty lies with the highest bidder, Q,” Rainard said, “sooner or later you will cross the wrong individual and find yourself up shit creek.”

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