Oliver Bray

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She hadn’t quite answered his question, and still Oliver was patient with her. She knew that he knew the second that it dawned on him. The realization was written all over his face and those stuttered syllables were a confirmation. It felt like the ground was melting underneath her and she began tumbling down the proverbial abyss, like Alice down a rabbit hole. She couldn’t lie directly to his face, not about this and not when it was something that she realistically knew she couldn’t hide forever. She actually cared about him. Besides, he wasn’t stupid. Her blinking wavered, so did her breathing, and she found herself casually leaning against his car for support as reality dizzied her. “Ours,” she said simply, a little breathless. They both knew she wasn’t sleeping with anyone else.

The moment Quinn had made the move she had, Oliver knew. Something within himself broke, like a light turning on, a realization hitting full-force. His mouth fell open, and he wavered on his feet for a moment, his head spinning with the information he’d just been given. Bringing his eyes back up to meet Quinn’s, Oliver took a tentative step forward, his expression softening even further as his eyes began to prickle with tears he worked to control. Gently, he raised a hand to cup Quinn’s cheek in his palm, his eyes searching hers as he closed the distance between them. “Are you serious, Quinn? This...It’s real?” He asked, voice shaking as the tears began to threaten to spill over. 

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The seriousness in Oliver’s tone was not lost on Quinn, neither was his steadfast will. She could see the gears turning in his head even as he spoke. He would not let this drop, she knew him well enough to know that. She hadn’t expected him to look this way though, rubbing his eyes and …frustrated. The first question almost took her back, and she stood almost frozen blinking with that smile still on her face. Then the second question came and it hit her like a ton of bricks, her hand moving to rest on her lower belly subconsciously. When it’s about you, that’s when she thought to herself, humbled by her insecurity. As strong as she portrayed herself and as strong as she truly was, she had a soft spot for Oliver. At first, the other man wasn’t someone she could be with because of how he made money. Then it was because he had too much money and she didn’t want him to think she was a gold digger. Now he was going to think she was trying to trap him with a baby, she was sure that’s what would happen if he found out. Her lips parted and it was clear that she was calculating a response.  “I…” She swallowed. “You look stressed.” Did he know? Her heart was pounding. “I’m not trying to frustrate you.”

For as long as he had known her, Oliver had paid attention to each and every thing Quinn Fabray did. Long before his existence was made known to her, he found himself watching from afar, her smile one he couldn’t let go of. So, when she subconsciously moved her hand to rest where it did, when it did...Oliver’s eyes bounced between that hand and her eyes. “A-Are you-” He began, shaking his head a bit. “Is that ultrasound /yours/, Q?” 

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After sending that final text, Quinn pursed her lips and clicked her phone off with a shake of her head. The intention was to attempt to simply move on, to ignore the issue at hand and say nothing and do nothing. Compartmentalization was a skill she was better than most at. She was almost distracted by it though, and when Oliver called her out on it she flipped the switch to turn her charisma on. A soft smile graced her features and she batted doe eyes at him before leaning in to kiss him. “In a minute?” She asked when their lips parted, staying close to his side. 

Just as Oliver expected Quinn tried to breeze directly past everything that had happened. When she kissed him, Oliver very nearly fell into her trap, though he willed himself to stay in the moment. “Yes, in a minute. Quinn.” Oliver’s tone was serious. “What the hell?” Sighing, he brought a hand up to rub over his eyes quickly. “When have you ever not been able to talk to me, Q?” Oliver asked, eyes softening.

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The way Quinn responded to Oliver’s comment about the ultrasound gave him pause, something that nagged at him as he shifted his car into ‘park’ and stepped from the vehicle. Glancing around he made his way quickly to the doors of Nevermore’s main building, brows furrowing once he saw Quinn’s expression. “Uh, excuse you.” He began, moving to block her path before she could storm past him. “Forgetting something, aren’t you?” Oliver cocked an eyebrow, looking Quinn in the eye. “Also, hello. You look gorgeous, as always. I’ll get your bag in a minute.”

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QUINN ✉ OLIVER

Quinn: Maybe it's whatever's controlling the monster that's stopping me from seeing this clearly. That would make sense. I wonder how many weird things are slinking around in the shadows around here and what they want.

Quinn: The picture? Well, I mean... Someone's pregnant. It has to be. Or something.

Oliver: Maybe. That leaves us with more questions than answers, but it's a starting point. Do you want to try to see more, or do you want to leave it be for now?

Oliver: Or something? It's an ultrasound, Q. It doesn't leave a whole lot to the imagination.

Oliver: Are you alright? You've got an odd look on your face.

Oliver: I'm here, by the way.

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QUINN ✉ OLIVER

Quinn: I bet it can, Hecate save us all.

Quinn: I... Yeah, I did. I saw it. It sounds like you did too.

Quinn: It's hard to tell. Something is muddling my sight.

Oliver: Let's hope. Part of me says not to worry- after all, it's Nevermore. Weird shit is the definition of the place. At the same time...Because of that, weird things don't really happen there.

Oliver: Yeah, I did. Any thoughts on that one? I have no doubt your ear has been glued to the ground with everything going on. Hey, maybe it's the monster.

Oliver: Something? Muddling /your/ sight? That's definitely odd for you. Do you know what it could be?

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QUINN ✉ OLIVER

Quinn: You mean you don't have one already? ;P

Quinn: There's... a whole lot of "something" going around...

Quinn: I don't know. Maybe. I think I saw that day in my dreams. I think the monster was watching Nick and saw someone or something go after him... and the monster protected him.

Oliver: Maybe I do, but it can always get bigger ;)

Oliver: Apparently so. Did you see the new post on that...Weird channel?

Oliver: Come again?

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QUINN ✉ OLIVER

Quinn: I will, I promise. My hero.

Quinn: I think a lot of secrets are about to be revealed. My parents are even speaking to each other again, I've seen them with Fran, the whole Fabray coven must be worried.

Quinn: I think I've been seeing with the eyes of the monster in my dreams. I see light and darkness, and a draw to both. The pull towards darkness is.... stunning, though. Overpowering. Like I have to do what someone else tells me to do. Maybe a spell or... biologically.

Oliver: Careful now, you don't want to give me a big head.

Oliver: No shit. Huh. That really is something.

Oliver: That doesn't inspire a whole lot of confidence, Q. That's...Pretty strange actually. It's interesting you say that, though. You said Nick was /almost/ mauled. That, mixed with the feeling of being controlled...Maybe there's a reason he wasn't.

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QUINN ✉ OLIVER

Quinn: I'll wait for you, Oliver.

[Thoughts: What am I not saying? What a question. If you only knew.]

Quinn: My coven has been talking. Something isn't right. There's something that none of us are seeing. And I think it has something to do with whatever is going on at the school. Did you hear that Nick Andros was almost maimed? And he saw a monster? Nothing like any of the Outcasts at Nevermore. It was different.

Oliver: You'd better. Give me three minutes, Princess. I'll be there.

Oliver: I heard. I figured it wasn't anything to be too concerned about, but if you're thinking otherwise, it's worth reconsidering. Has anything else happened?

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QUINN ✉ OLIVER

Quinn: I'm spending the night.

Quinn: I've been having dreams. Prophetic dreams, I think.

Quinn: Has anything felt off to you lately?

Oliver: I'm already on my way to get you.

Oliver: Don't wait outside. Stay in. I'll come get you at the door.

Oliver: Dreams? What kind of dreams? What about?

Oliver: A bit, yeah. Nothing I thought too hard about, other than everything happening at the school. Why? What aren't you saying?

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QUINN ✉ OLIVER

Quinn: Are you home?

Oliver: I am. Why? Are you alright?

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Especially this morning, hmm? What makes this morning special? That all sounds amazing, and yes, I do want you here. I’m sure it’ll be boring for you, but we can watch something. Or talk about things. I want to see you, I would have been happy laying in bed all day. I’ll look at plenty more than the waistband, you know that. You’re full of compliments this morning, no wonder I like it here so much. Good thing I’m CPR certified. My sweet man. 

Especially this morning. I couldn’t say. But, it’s the truth. I could stare at you all day. I thought you’d like it. I’ll take care of food, just let me know what you want. I’ll stay then. I can’t deny you, you know that. I want to see you too. You’re sweet, Princess. We’ll get that on the books for next weekend, hmm? Thanks for specifying. I know, but it’s still nice to hear you admit it. I’m full of compliments for you every day, beautiful. Oh yeah? In that case, I don’t think a little practice would hurt. We’ll stat with mouth-to-mouth. You’re right, you know. 

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My hero. My funny hero. You really set things up for me? You would. You always go the extra mile. I’m happy with whatever you have planned, as long as you’re here too. Now let me get a better look at that waistband, show off.

Be careful, you’ll inflate my ego talking like that. Of course I did, and you’re right. For you, I always will. I’ve booked a full body massage for you, as well as a facial. I’ve got the best manicurist in the state coming after, followed by someone to wash and blow-dry your hair for you. You want me to stay? I will, if you’re sure you don’t just want to enjoy the peace and quiet. That’s what you want a better look at, huh? My waistband? I see how you are. Kidding. You are absolutely radiant, Princess. You always are, I mean. But...This morning especially. You take my breath away.

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I think you knew you’d get more than a smile. You’re incorrigible. I slept well, thanks to you. I feel good. What about you?

Maybe I had an inkling. But you know me, I never like to make assumptions. Am I? I’m glad you think so. That’s what I like to hear, I’m glad you did, and I’m glad you do. Today wouldn’t have been very fun if you weren’t feeling better. I hope you’re ready for optimum rest and relaxation. All good over here, as long as you are. I’ve got things all set up for you, and you don’t even have to leave the house. 

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Well, good morning to you too. 

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I thought that might get a smile out of you. Good morning, Princess. How did you sleep? How’s your head?

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Everything before was highly noted by Quinn, and she knew that Oliver was soaking up every detail as well. He had proven over and over again that he paid attention. As always, the man spoiled her, getting her bag, getting her door, and even lifting her up to carry her into the house. She loved every moment, gladly letting Oliver worry about everything after she’d been so tightly wound. It was like she just let go of everything, like a trance but it was just how calm he made her feel. Then they were kissing and her head spun as fireworks danced behind her closed eyelids. She thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of his soft lips against hers as she kissed back, holding onto him but not to hold herself up in any way. Oliver had her, she just wanted to have her arms around him, touching him in some way. The kiss wiped the previous conversation, and she relaxed in Oliver’s arms as he carried her further inside. Her eyes opened when he spoke again so she could look at him as she spoke. “I ate lunch earlier. The headache is already getting better, thank you.” She wasn’t surprised that she was already feeling better. “Keep this up and I’ll stay all weekend,” she teased, but really she wanted to stay. She knew he’d say that was the point too.

The way Quinn relaxed in his arms brought a smile to Oliver’s face. It wasn’t lost on him, the way she, in a sense, gave over control to him in some ways when they were together. Outside of...This, Quinn Fabray was the definition of an Alpha Female. A Queen. And HBIC. A perfectionist. A control freak (a fact he sometimes thought she took pride in admitting). But here, with him...She truly didn’t need to be anything other than happy. Oliver recognized it. And he hoped she knew that he would never do anything to break that trust. The way she held onto him when they kissed made Olive’s heart beat faster. He looked into her eyes as she spoke, his expression melting into one of shock. “Woah, woah. Did you just say you haven’t eaten since lunch? No wonder you have a headache, colombe. Alright. tell me what you want. I’ll have it delivered.” He said, his tone making it clear he wouldn’t hear an argument. “Good. I’m glad you’re feeling a little bit better.” He said, bending to press a kiss to her forehead. “Go ahead, you know I won’t say no to you. To time with you.” Oliver said sincerely, his tone and expression genuine. “Plus, at least here, you don’t have to worry about the werewolves.” He offered as a backup, but with a hint of teasing in his tone. Reaching the top of the stairs, Oliver made his way to the left, stepping into the last room in the hall, on the right, and into his bedroom. Placing Quinn down gently, he held onto her while she steadied herself on her feet...And after. “Alright, Princess. I’m going to start the bath. You go ahead and get ready, and add as many bubbles as you want. I’ll order the food, get your bag, then, while you’re warm and cozy in bed, I’ll get the food when it arrives. Sound like a plan?” He asked, smiling down at her.