It was obvious that he was trying to be strong, but this was a place hour out of his comfort zone. It was a quiet chaos, but chaos was where she worked. Reaching down, she touched his head. She tried to keep the touches soft and slow to calm him instead of startling him. “Hey, do you want to go sit in the car? We can talk about this, and if you don’t want me to call, we can figure something else out.”
What else could be done though? They could drive deeper into the park, to some hidden underbrush and leave the Motherfucker to decompose. Fine. People disappeared in woods all the time. They could bring his car. Park it deep in the brush. People would assume he got lost, couldn’t find his way back, and crawled under something to die. Good and find until someone noticed all the damage to his head. Archer really did a number to him, and left a lot more than anyone would think an animal did.
Eurynome was still the best bet. With the body in small enough pieces, it would be easy enough to sink. Then whoever this motherfucker was was only missing. With his car in another place, in the opposite direction - what was that called? A good forensic countermeasure? A great forensic countermeasure.
What it came down to was calming Archer down enough for him to sit in the car and just let happen. She could put on something loud enough for him to hear instead of the crunching and the breaking of bones, and he could wait in the car until it was over.
“I know this isn’t pleasant to think about, but once we get deeper into the woods, you really don’t have to worry about it. I have this podcast on my phone, and it’s kind of dumb, but it’s these two people interviewing guest about their cats? One of them had a very idyllic childhood on a farm, so I think you might find that relatable.” Realizing that she had sped up in excitement, the demon slowed down again.
“You don’t have to worry about it.” She repeated. “You don’t even have to think about it. I’m here, and I’m going to take care of you, and I’m going to take care of this.” Allowing a small smile to cross her lips, “No one is going to hurt me, and no one is going to hurt you.”
He leaned into her touch. His eyes opening again but sitting half lidded. He couldn’t focus, vision permanently blurred as he stared at the dirt. His good hand stroking against her leg, petting her to soothe himself. He even leaned into her hand against his hair. For hours his core was racing, threatening to leap out of his throat, and now that things had calmed he felt so overwhelmingly exhausted.
He nodded slowly, running his tongue against the exposed parts of his gums to keep them wet. “I’m sorry… sorry that I am a coward.” He sucked down another breath.
“I can do that. I can… sit. I can help.” He dragged his hand up her shin then down again, hugging her close. “… I need a drink. First. Big one….” His eyes shifted, glancing to the mutilated body still half buried.
Huddled against her felt safe. Despite how much taller he was, her personality and spark felt larger than anything. How did she do that, when he was so weak? After everything.
“… would you… show me?” He breathed it rather than spoke it. His grip on her tightened. “… show me what… you… are… can do?” Maybe he could be one like her.
Keeping a soothing hand on him, she let him rub her leg and hopefully calm himself down. Her plan seemed solid. It was not great, or ideal, but it was do-able. If he wanted to be involved in this, that might make some aspects easier, but there was a part of the demon that was unsure about his resolve.
“It’s alright sweetheart.” She gave his shoulder a little squeeze. “I’m going to need a little help getting him in my trunk, and then I’m going to need some help getting him out.” Considering, she added, “I might need a little something from you later, but we can talk about it in the car. I have a plan, and you can help if you want, but if you feel a bit overwhelmed and want to wait in the car, that’s fine too.”
All things considered, it still felt good to be held by him. This was a difficult, ugly situation and instead of fearing her calm capability to resolve it and running, he was allowing her to take the reigns. It was almost like he didn’t view her as a bad person in this moment but as some sort of savior, or avenger. But, how long that would last was questionable.
Giving him a reassuring pat, Beelz sighed. “Before we do that though, I want you to know that when we get him to the trunk, you’re going to see a big bag there. That’s another body.” Letting that statement sit for a moment, she decided to forgo the how and why she had been in the woods, looking to dump a body. “I need to get rid of that one separately. We can’t just put them both in the bag and call it a night.”
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