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( time stops; her heart slams into the back of her rib cage and freezes.  all she can see are the ways she loses him, the ways they come rushing  to his room after a firecracker in the middle of the night, after feodor’s  horrified screams fill the air and her oldest son is gone.
 it’s not as if he doesn’t know how to handle firearms, they all do, but he’s  never had reason for his own, never had to hide it from her.
 until now. )
       —–Why do you have a gun? Where did you get it?
  I took it. Dad didn’t notice --
( eyes stare down at the floor, away from her.  he doesn’t want to look at her right now and  have to see the expression on her face; he  knows that he’s hurt her and made her afraid. )
    I just wanted to feel safer.Â
( she doesn’t want to be afraid of him.  that’s the hardest part of it, she thinks,  that she can allow herself to not be so  frightened of so much, but she can’t do  so for him.Â
 still, she lies. )
     You’ve never given me a reason to      be scared of you.
   Yeah.Â
( she doesn’t know all about what  happened; the dirty details of it,  at least. he doesn’t think he ever  really wants her to know and to  have to think about it like he does. )
   I just -- wanted to ask, I guess.
( there’s a burning in her eyes and she fills her  chest with air to restrain the urge to let them spill.Â
 it’s a yes. he wouldn’t evade her if it was anything  less. )
     Боже мой, Yuri, I will get the bolt cutters and tear this      dresser apart if you don’t tell me what you’re hiding right now.
  It’s a fucking gun!Â
( he snaps it out, loud and harsh. he’s  never spoken to her like that. )
   -- a gun.Â
( something seizes in her chest – fear, now,  sharp and real – before she can stop it.Â
 no, she wants to say, but it would be a lie,  the same she’d told to natasha. i’ve never  been afraid of you. i’ve never been afraid.  not once, not ever.Â
 maybe, she thinks, if she tells herself the  same thing over and over again, repeats it  in the mirror the same way she tells herself  that she is not afraid of her shaking hands,  it will be true. )
     – why would I be?
  I don’t know.
( because sometimes he didn’t even  feel in control of himself. that he was  himself -- whatever he used to be,  before this. )
( her chest cracks, floods her bloodstream with ice. )
   That’s what I asked you, Yuri. Are you hiding    something dangerous in there, yes or no?
   --- what if it was?Â
( it kept him safe. and it had a lock --  safe enough that feodor couldn’t  get a hold of it on any accidental  cause. )
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( he can’t lie to his mother. but  he can’t let her know, either. )
   It’s nothing.Â
   Have you ever been afraid of me?Â