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A Rescue Chapter 41
AO3
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“A Randall!” Jamie paces in front of them, “of all the times to be out of country.”
“Jamie, he wasn’t like them,” Claire attempts to sooth, “he wasn’t raised with them, recall?”
“Aye mom mhac, Claire is right. He only wanted to apologize.”
“What does he have to apologize for if he isn’t like them?”
Both women sigh. Ellen predicted he would respond this way, still, he had to be told.
“For his family. For what they did. He told us that he said a prayer everyday for Claire after seeing her wedding announcement.” She keeps her voice gentle. They watch as he closes his eyes and leans against the mantle.
“Don’t tell me you wouldn’t do the same if you had such loathsome siblings.”
He acknowledges Claire with a nod. They are right, it is just…
“Had he hurt you, Claire. Had another Randall laid a finger on you…” She walks up to him, placing her arms around his waist and laying her head on his back.
“I know. He didn’t . He was a perfect gentleman.”
Another shuddering sigh, that she felt against her head. Then he turns and takes her in his arms.
“Thank God for that,” he kisses the top of her head, “we don’t want to take out the entire family,” He looks across her at his mam, who is shaking her head, “no, as satisfying as that would be.”
“We aren’t their only victims, Jamie. He was too. The men killed their father.”
He tightens his arms around her. “Great point mo ghruagach dhonn. I shall endeavor to remember that.”
“What does it mean, the Gaelic?”
“My brown haired lass.”
“Yours?” He stills. Right. A bit presumptuous.
“A phrase I call you in my mind. I mean no offense.”
“Jamie,” she pauses to gather her thoughts, “I like that you think of me that way. I just need time to see myself as an individual. You understand?”
“Aye lass, I do. Forgive my reaction to Alex. It is just...”
“No apologies needed. I freaked too, after all. I think when I get to the place when I can handle that type of situation on my own, that is when I will be ready to be called someone’s again.”
He sees her point. Still. “Nonthreatening man, aye.”
“Yes, I won’t place myself in harms way.”
My boi Butters he’s 12yrs 4 lbs and half Chihuahua/Poodle a Chipoo/Poochi lol
Virtuous: A Rescue
A Fanfiction series of Alan Ituriel’s Villainous
SOOOOO We’re adopting a new dog HER NAME IS DAISY AND SHE IS SO SWEET
A Rescue
@angeliamaritudinem (Shit at titles but oh well!)
Alex sighs, getting tired of all the walking around the hinterlands, he prays to the Maker that he never sees another bear in his lifetime, he swears they keep jumping out at just them and no other. “Thank the Maker!” He shouted as they entered one of the camps. He drops down onto an empty log near the fire starting to take off his boots. Think of perhaps of taking a swim, His brother, Titus might be used to not bathing for weeks but he sure wasn’t!
“My Lord Inquisitor! We need your help, We got ambushed by the Venatori not far from here, I’m not sure how many of our scouts are still alive.” A injured scout pleaded at Titus, Looking closer Alex could see that the scout almost didn’t make it out alive. Alex shakes his head going back to pulling off his boots, Titus needed need him to save some scouts.
Titus grunted looking back over to the Inner Circle, letting his eyes roam over each as he thinks. “Alex! You can go find out if the scouts are dead or not, I need to get this wound treated.” he holds up his badly bandaged arm from a past fight before walking into his tent, not giving Alex a moment to say anything. “What? Are yo-... Clearly not...asshole.” Alex grunted stuffing his boots back on before grabbing his staff, ‘bloody Titus. Thinks he can boss everyone around’ He thought as he grabs one of the scouts by the arm dragging him out of the camp. “Fine! Show me where the scouts are so I can kill them myself!” The scout let out a whimper from the shouting, he heard of the brother’s anger and didn’t want to get on the end of it, he quickly nods leading away from the camp, after a moment they camp to a cliff face where Alex could hear fighting.
I love a happy ending