Family, Duty, Honor

"I'm not interested in what you think. I'll do what I want." Brennan Walker Age: 26 Straight Bounty Hunter Guard

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josephinexblake:

Josephine almost missed the smile that was tugging on the corners of his lips if it hadn’t been for the words that accompanied it. “You and me both.” Josephine returned before meeting his gaze, feeling her features soften a little when she offered him a small smile of her own. Truth be told, no matter how shitty this evening had been so far, knowing that she got to spend the rest of tonight with Brennan carried the promise with it that it could only get better now. And it was for that realization alone that her mood lifted a little, thrown back to the many times when they’d end up in bathrooms, broom closets or alleys. Despite their awfully repetitive pattern she still hadn’t gotten tired of it all.

Brennan kept the small smile on his face as he started out the door. Now that he had Josie and knew that his mother was--mostly--safe, he didn’t want to stay there any longer. Outside of the ballroom, he loosened his tie and glanced at him. “I’m starving. You want some real food?” he asked as he started to take off his suit jacket. “Or would you rather head back to my place?” he asked her, his eyes going to her dress. “I think I have some of your clothes there.” Not that it particularly mattered. She always wore his clothes anyway, even though they were too big for her. 

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lillianxwalker:

“It wasn’t abandoning me.” she said softly. “I don’t see it that way, you don’t have to either. You don’t need to stay angry for me.” she pointed out, watching him. Lillian worried about Brennan and the way he spoke sometimes, “You shouldn’t hold so much anger, especially not with the little bit of family we have.” It hurt to imagine her husband with someone else, but it wouldn’t do any good to be angry with him for it.

Brennan shook his head. Even if he wanted to forgive him--which he definitely did not--he wouldn’t know how to let go of the bitterness and anger he harbored over him for so long. At this point, it was easier to keep hating him. “I don’t need him. I have you. That’s all the family that I need,” he said confidently. 

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lilyxxdoe:

Lily pursed her lips a little, knowing that his home situation wasn’t the picture perfect one she imagined for Thanksgiving. “It was cheesy but it was good.” she defended. “Better than other homes who did nothing or kept us in the basement while they celebrated with their families.” she pointed out, then realized she probably shouldn’t have complained. “Don’t let the holiday be wrecked for you, you know?”

Brennan looked away from her. Here he was complaining about his father and she was stuck in basements on some Thanksgivings. Sighing, he murmured, “Can’t we both agree that this is a stupid holiday and just be done with it. What’s even the point of Thanksgiving if not to force you to spend time with family?”

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rosaliexthorpe:

“Sure, why not? She is your mum, she can make you do almost everything. No matter how old you are. There are just things that never change.” Rosalie quipped, flashing him a grin and knowing that he most likely wouldn’t want to let it get to the point where she’d snitch on him.

“My mom can’t make me do anything I don’t already want to do,” he argued. Rosalie seemed to forget that Brennan got his stubbornness from her and while he folded to her sometimes, he never really did without putting up a good fight. 

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fifixdixon:

Sofia looked up from her phone, catching sight of one of the guards from the House. She rolled her eyes when he spoke and had no intention of moving from her seat. “Well, now you’re not sitting here. Better find somewhere else, huh.”

“There is no where else,” he said bluntly as he hovered over the table. He was not going to let this go. Not if he had a choice in the matter. “So either leave or move over so I can sit on the other side of the table.” He didn’t really want to share, but he’s seen her at the slave house before and the last thing he wanted was for her to complain to the bosses and get him into trouble.

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rosaliexthorpe:

“I know of at least one awkward story and neither of us wants to relive it.” Rosalie quipped, recalling the time she was so drunk that she actually would have made out with Brennan if he had not held her back. “Thanks for sharing. Now I feel like I should spend Thanksgiving with your family just to hear more of these stories!”

Brennan snorted and shook his head, remembering her party very clearly. It was odd even thinking about it. Just the idea of kissing Rosalie was seemed so wrong in his mind that the memory made him laugh. “No. No stories. No Thanksgiving. I’m staying here and I’m never seeing him again.”

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Her Birthday || Josephine & Brennan

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josephinexblake:

A broad variety of emotions were currently building up within Josephine. Grief. Anger. Bitterness. Love … Not just for those she had lost but also for him. She still struggled admitting it to herself ––let alone to him–– but there was love, a scary amount of it at that. And what had her even more anxious was the fact that he was seemingly aware of it, feeling the same as she was and it was then in that moment that she realized something. This was supposed to be her last chapter … But he had made it impossible for her to just end her story there. He had given her a reason, offering the one thing she was sure to never find in this godforsaken city. She looked down at the stuffed animal again, smiling warmly when the memories ––which she had banished from her mind for the longest time–– started to come back again. And for the first time in ages she embraced them. Brennan Walker her given her more than he probably realized and there was no way she could ever repay him for any of it.

Brennan stared down at his hands, not entirely sure what else to do. He figured he shouldn't do anything. This was a very emotional moment for her--being reunited with something she had assumed she lost long ago--and he didn't want to ruin it with stupid small talk. So instead, he waited, his eyes focused elsewhere while his ears strained to listen to anything she might whisper or say. But then he saw it. Just out of the corner of his eye, her face broke into the warmest smile he's ever seen on her. It was almost foreign how happy she seemed, but he had to admit that it looked beautiful on her. With a little nod, he finally took the keys out of his car and shut the door. He walked around to her side of the truck and opened the door for her, nodding toward the hotel. "Wanna head inside?" he asked simply.

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josephinexblake:

The grin on her face couldn’t be helped when she spotted Brennan almost choking on his beer, amused about the fact that such a little remark could still catch him off guard when Josephine felt that by now he should be used to her banter. However, she was glad that she could still catch him by surprise. And that faint blush ––that probably everyone else would have missed because it was hardly noticeable–– was quite rewarding and only made her lean in closer. “I don’t know,  Brennan … maybe you lost your spunk.” she commented teasingly, her smirk still not faltering as she looked at him daringly, knowing that the opposite was actually the case. He was right; it wasn’t possible for them to have a boring anything. “You think that’s something to strive for? Bore me to death? Can’t say you’d be the first to try, Walker.” she purred, his empty threat not bothering her in the slightest because she had identified it as such. She reached for the sweet potato fries, snatching one from his plate before taking a bite, still close and quite amused by his poor attempt to talk back to her.

"My spunk?" he said with a raised eyebrow. They both knew that was very much not the case. But the fact that she seemed intent on trying to bait him was amusing. "Between the two of us, you have more than enough to cover whatever you think I lost." Mirroring her smirk ever so slightly, he started drinking his beer. He was more confident that she wouldn't catch him off guard again. "You're the one who was calling me boring. I think now I have to live to whatever expectations you set for me," he grumbled, her close proximity being enough to turn him on. But he was steeling himself. He wanted a nice night and he wasn't going to let her ruin it so quickly by drawing them to the nearest closet for a quickie.

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Passed Out on the Beach || Josephine & Brennan

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josephinexblake:

“Have to? Making it sound like a chore, how romantic. You really know how to make a girl feel special.” Josephine scoffed, already opening to door and stumbling out of the car without giving him much of a chance to reply. She knew what he was hoping for. But she was determined, ignoring how everything around her was turning, almost as if she had been on a carousel ride for the past half an hour. Instead she closed the distance between them and the Argent, heading for the elevator more or less successfully and summoning it by pushing all the buttons.

“Okay,” Brennan said with an amused expression as he locked his truck and watched her stumble onto the sidewalk. He let her walk to the Argent--albeit with a lot of difficulty--with a straight expression, although he shot a couple of glares at people who sent judging looks in her direction. However, even he couldn’t help but laugh when she pressed all of the buttons. “You realize it’ll take us an hour to get to my floor now right?”

[josephinexblake]

Old Man Brennan | Brennan & Josephine

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josephinexblake:

It was the sound of her name escaping his lips that caught Josephine’s attention and spurred her on to finally move faster. She looked up at him, gaze resting on his features which showed clearly that he was ready to let go. And at this moment, that was the only thing she wanted. She increased the pace, head moving faster whilst she adjust the angle. Her hair fell loosely around her face, tickling his skin as her head bobbed up and down with just one goal in mind. She could already taste him on her tongue, and Josephine hummed, sending gentle vibrations through his body before her hand joined her lips, wrapping around his length and stroking him steadily. Just a little longer … She could see it in his expression, felt it in the way his body writher beneath her touch, how he slowly lost control. Something that he rarely allowed himself but today she demanded it.

As she finally increased her pace, he found himself unconsciously lifting his hips to meet the warmth of her mouth, trying to get her to take as much of him as she could. Everything about this moment was surrounding his thoughts to the point where any reservations or annoyances disappeared completely. Her hum sent tremors down his spine and he audibly groaned, one hand balling into a fist in the sheets while the other wrapped tightly in her hair. He was nearly there. He felt it coming. So close. And all at once he felt he could go no further and he reached his climax. His moans echoed off the walls as he released himself in her mouth, his body tense as he slowly came down from his high. And once he was finally spent, he fell back onto the mattress, a small sheen of sweat building around his forehead. As he finally started to catch his breath, he looked down at her. “How’d you get in here?” 

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Nebraska || Josephine & Brennan

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josephinexblake:

“Hey, let him speak! I want to know what he has to say, especially since you don’t seem like you want him to tell.” she said when Brennan interrupted Jax, her curiosity only further piqued when he wouldn’t let his younger brother finish. “And just for the record; I am pickier. And he barely made the cut.” the brunette quipped, biting on her lower lip in a playful manner as she looked at Brennan, waiting for the annoyance to show on his features.

Josephine lowered her gaze until in rested on their intertwined fingers. Oddly enough, she didn’t mind the closeness. If anything, she only felt drawn to him even more despite the time that had passed ever since they met, despite telling herself that they should go separate ways time and time again … But her need for him only ever got stronger, something that was scary at first, but she slowly came to terms with it. He was a new chapter in her life, one that no longer built on anger and loss only. Now there was something else too, something she had been sure she had lost forever.

‘He still does …’ Josephine thought, looking at Brennan as Jax kept talking, not once imagining that a family reunion would play out like this. Brennan looked much more at ease, the constant frown on his features softening. She knew that once he’d have to face his father and step-mother that would most likely change, but still … it was a refreshing sight, something she would have never expected to see. She squeezed his hand gently, feeling how this domestic scenario was also influencing her own mood before looking at Jax again as they all made their way to the house. “You can be sure that I will take you up on that offer.” the girl returned, smirking at the younger Walker son, eager to find out everything about Brennan’s past.

Jax smiled brightly at Josie, his braces filled teeth making him look more boyish. "Yeah Ren! You brought your girlfriend for Thanksgiving and you /don't/ expect me and Kit to share embarassing stories about you?" His little brother laughed as Brennan shoved him. "To be fair," Jax started again, "why pick him. Look at his--" But before he could continue Brennan shoved him straight into the neighbor's fence, laughing a little as Jax's long limbs tangled together and he fell over. "Not funny," he grumbled as he got to his feet.

Brennan glanced back at Josie as his brother tried to get himself back in order. He watched her face, trying to make sure she wasn't too awkward or scared about everything so far. Kit and Jax were probably the easiest ones to meet first and he was grateful that they managed to get out here. "You alright?" he asked softly.

When Jax finally got back to them, he started punching Brennan's arm, but paused. "What happened to your hand?" Brennan stuffed his three fingered hand into his pocket and shot his brother a sharp look. Jax put his hands up. "Alright geez. Dad's gonna--" But as they finally reached the white picket fence of his childhood home, the door burst open and Cassie bolted down the steps.

"Brennan!" she called running to him and wrapping her arms around his waist with such a force that he stumbled backward. Brennan laughed warmly at her and returned her hug, running a hand through her messy copper curls. "Hey Cas," he murmured as she looked up at him with complete adoration. After a moment, Cassie looked over and spotted Josie, a smile very much like Brennan's spreading over her face. "You must be Josie!" she said excitedly, finally releasing her brother. "I'm Cassandra."

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roxannexmartin:

“I suppose so. I’m still getting used to living alone to be honest, even though I’ve been here for about a year and a half now. I’ve always had someone with me in the past.” Roxanne shrugged and then smiled again. “Oh yeah, cooking shows, good idea! There are so many on TV at the moment.” She laughed softly.

"I've been on my own for six years now and I figured out how to cook after three years," he told her with a little smile. Of course, that was partially because he was sleeping in motels or in the back of his truck for the first few years. "Yeah, seriously. I don't get everyone's obsession with it."

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josephinexblake:

Josephine felt as uncomfortable as he looked, both of them falling silent for a moment as either of them seemingly contemplated how to proceed. That’s when he asked her and even though Josephine wanted to say no ––extremely close to falling back into old patterns–– she simply couldn’t. It didn’t matter to her how he talked about his family or whether he wanted to go or not. They were a part of him, made him the man he was today, even though she assumed he’d deny that vehemently. And somehow her curiosity about how he grew up and with whom was stronger than the nagging voice inside her head that yelled at her to run for the hills. She gave him a small smile before averting her gaze and shrugging. “Fine, whatever. But after this you owe me one.” she said, yet her voice gave away that this wasn’t merely a favor she was doing for him.

Brennan released a breath he didn't know he was holding when she finally gave him her answer, a weight being lifted off of his shoulders. At least he didn't have to be alone this time. He had her by her side to help remind him that this was a good idea and that he shouldn't leave half way through dinner to stay with Vera instead. "Thank you, Jos," he murmured. But then another set of nerves set in. He was introducing Josephine to his father... and his siblings. He suddenly felt a little sick to his stomach. What in the hell was he thinking?

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rosaliexthorpe:

“It’s a surprise and I am not planning on telling you until it’s time. And if you reject it then I’ll tell Lillian. So better think twice.” she said, grinning at him triumphantly, convinced that she had won this discussion whether he’d agree or not.

"Really? You're going to tell my mom on me?" he said with a bemused smile. "And she can't make me take a gift. I'm twenty six years old." He didn't like where Rosalie's mind might have gone with this "gift" of hers.

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lillianxwalker:

“I am alright, even if he has remarried.” she assured, even though her eyes were sad as she said it. “He had to move on at some point, it was probably less painful for him than holding out hope. I can see how much it hurt you to have to take on worrying about me.” she pointed out. “Why don’t you give him another chance, for me.”

Brennan kept shaking his head. His mother was making excuses for him, no doubt to try to help him rebuild whatever was left of the bridge that was their relationship. "He didn't have to do anything. He didn't have to abandon you. And he knows that. That's why I'm not going to forgive him." It was more than just his father's betrayal. It was the years in which his father kept telling him that he was stupid for hoping his mother was alive and that she was dead a long time ago.

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Passed Out on the Beach || Josephine & Brennan

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josephinexblake:

Josephine was fully aware of what he was doing, only causing her to grin wider, eager to find out just how long he’d manage to keep this up. She leaned her head against the headrest of the seat, eyes still trained on him as he drove before the purr of the engine slowly started to lull her in. She fought against it at first, stubbornly opening her eyes whenever her lids would get too heavy. But eventually she was forced to give in, being pulled in and out of slumber, unaware of how much time had passed when she woke up again. “Are we there yet?” she asked when she met his gaze, despite her exhaustion determined nonetheless to go for a swim.

He was relieved when he saw her and noticed that she seemed to be going to sleep. Maybe he would get lucky and she would rather sleep instead of swimming. As he pulled into the parking lot of the hotel, he noticed that she seemed to be waking up and he was glad he didn't have to carry her to his room. "We just got here, Jos," he said, turning off his truck. "Can you walk or do I have to carry you?" He asked with the smallest of smiles.

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rosaliexthorpe:

Rosalie smiled at him, figuring that he might not go after all. And she got it even though she hoped he would honestly consider it. “And if for some reason your car breaks down and you can’t possibly go home, well, I’ll be here and I insist that we spend Thanksgiving together. Now if that’s not a threat I don’t know what is.” she teased and stuck out her tongue in amusement. The only thing worse than spending Thanksgiving with his dad was probably spending Thanksgiving with her.

“At least you wouldn’t bring up awkward stories from my childhood,” Brennan mused. A Thanksgiving with Rosalie probably wouldn’t be too bad, assuming he didn’t let her drink to the point where she wanted to give him a make over. “Or mention how I stole my neighbor’s horse to visit my girlfriend at the time every five minutes.”