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• inside -- Katherine/Skeeter, 03.09
  • Inside -- Gia/Griogair, 03.09
    • "If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't be in this apartment." He reminded her quietly, gently but wanting her to understand that the Scot had done them all a great favor and chances were, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have made it out as safely as she had. Sure, things sucked, he hated the bastard for touching her, for hurting her but he was thankful that she was alive at least. "You really should be laying down Gia..." He murmured, not wanting to piss her off more or incur her wrath on him but she really should be resting instead of wandering around yelling at people. (NT) -- Skeeter, 03.09
  • (It was strange to her that in that moment the one person that she wanted to go to the most was the same person she felt she needed to be strong in front of. Looking over at him, she rested a hand on her hip and ran her other one through her hair in an exasperated manner.) Yeah, I guess... but he's one of them. (She said, wondering if he had any idea just how bad it had been.. as far as he knew it had been one man that had raped her.. but she knew of at least five men that had accosted her. Her eyes averted from his in a nervous manner and she shrugged a little, setting her lips in a firm and yet pouting line.) If I stop now this will all just become more real to me. (She said in a soft tone, at least confiding that much in him, letting him know that her strength was merely a facade.) (NT) -- Gia, 03.09

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• "Well you can't keep going forever, darlin'." He stated honestly. He didn't know how bad it had been for her and really, he didn't know how well he would handle it if he did know. He would probably won't to go to Scotland himself, get to the bottom of this and slowly torture each and every bastard involved to a painful, drawn out death. Instead, he just ran his hand through his hair and gazed at her thoughtfully from his place lounging on the couch, biting his lip lightly. She needed to talk to someone, a counselor or something, someone who could help her get through this better then he could. He wasn't a crisis counselor, he was an intelligence agent.... (NT) -- Skeeter, 03.14

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• Inside -- Gia, 03.14
  • He understood that the man, Griogair, reminded her of what she had gone though but he felt she wasn't giving the man the gratitude he deserved - if it wasn't for the large Scot she would be dead right now. A low groan escaped his lips as he raked a hand through his hair and stood up to head to his briefcase to find his phone, digging through the numbers to find the one to the cell phone that Remy had, hoping that maybe this time, as he hit the send button, the other man would have it on. Yet another part of the plan had been executed and now all that was required to do was get the young woman picked up by Griogair and brought back to Scotland so they could use her as ransom much as they would use the little dark haired vixen as leverage to keep any of those agents from testifying against his partner in crime. It was all working out perfectly. He threw his feet up on the hearth and crossed his fingers, dialing up his sons phone number. (NT) -- Skeeter/Wallace, 03.14

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• Inside -- Remy/Griogair, 03.14
  • inside -- Skeeter/Wallace, 03.14
    • Inside -- Gia/Griogair, 03.14
      • inside -- Skeeter/Wallace, 03.14
        • Inside -- Gia/Griogair, 03.14
          • inside -- Skeeter/Wallace, 03.15
            • Inside -- Gianna/Griogair, 03.15
              • inside -- Skeeter/Wallace, 03.15
                • Inside -- Gianna/Griogair, 03.15
                  • "You want me...in here now or you want me...around in general?" He questioned, shifting to push off the wall he was leaning on to come over to her, gently running his hands over her arms as he gazed at her quietly, tenderly. "If you had asked me to sign up for it...you know, like, if they had passed around a sheet or something...I'd still sign up..." He murmured softly, dropping his lips to her temple and lingering there for a moment before he brushed her hair back gently. "Your bath is going to get cold sweetheart." You will take care of her to the best of your abilities. I don't care if she's comfortable, just make sure she's not hurt. He stated before he wrapped up the conversation. I'll text you the information you will need. Once you've acquired her, contact me and check in. (NT) -- Skeeter/Wallace, 03.15

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• Inside -- Gia/Griogair, 03.15

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• He just smiled as supportively as he could before he sat down on the edge of the huge tiled tub and then changed his mind to shift to sit on the stair in front of it. "Climb and get soaking for awhile, I'll stay right here." He would stay in the room with her but keep his clothes on to hopefully set her more at ease. His hand raked through his hair again, wondering once more how to talk to her about the Scot outside. He had a gut feeling that the man was alright and not only that but he was now in protective custody and they would need his testimony at trial... (NT) -- Skeeter, 03.15

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• Inside -- Gia/Griogair, 03.15
  • He kept his eyes averted just out of consideration until she was submerged in the water. When he heard her sinking down he looked over, his brow knitted together quietly at those words. "No need to apolagize to me." He had tried to get her not to go, he hadn't had a good feeling about it but still, he wasn't going to hold that over anyone's head. God knew he had made his share of bad decisions in the past. He shifted a little to check the heat in the tub and then smiled and settled back again. "Helping with the soreness at all?" She pursed her lips and cocked a brow, tipping her head to the side. "Well you need to explain it to Skeeter first or he'll think your just jumping out on him." She stated firmly, he couldn't just take off without letting the other agent know what was going on. (NT) -- Skeeter/Kathryn, 03.15

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• (She sighed as she listened to him speak, opening her eyes because all she saw when she closed them was the angry faces of the men above her and the feel of their bodies against hers.) Yeah, I think so. (She reached over to took his hand with hers, just looking at how small hers was compared to his and realizing just how dangerous those hands could be.. and yet she didn't feel afraid of him. Her head tipped a little and she pulled her lower lip between her teeth as she looked at him.) There were five of them. (She said and set her jaw a little, trying desperately to hold it all together.) (He frowned, nodded at her words and got up to tend to the hearth... it was just the scottish thing to do in an apartment that had a fireplace. When he stood, he laid a hand on the mantle and looked down at the fire, his toned body outlined by the glow.) I want to take him down as soon as I can. (NT) -- Gia/Griogai, 03.15

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• He bit his lip a little as he heard that, he had known there had been more then one in the building and so had suspected that they had taken their turns with her. He just squeezed her hand softly, letting her talk it out without interrupting her out of respect and also because he didn't know what to say to the whole thing. Once again, he was cursing himself for skipping that 'dealing with a victim' seminar at work. "Understandable, as soon as Skeeter comes out we'll let him know whats going on." She stated, nodding as she pulled one knee up to her chest before she paused, her brow furrowed and head tipping to the side. "What is going on?" (NT) -- Skeeter/Kathryn, 03.15

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• Inside -- Gia/Griogair, 03.15
  • He let out a low breath, his brow furrowed as he ran his hand down his face. "Honey...I am not so good with words, you know? I don't know what to say to help you...maybe you should talk to someone...like a therapist or something." He thought that would be a good idea but quickly moved onto his next subject. "And..Griogair...you wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him, sweetheart, we need him for this case and we actually owe him quite a bit...I would have had no idea where you were if it wasn't for him..." He shrugged a little, a small smile on his face as he tried to just reassure her that he had a good feeling about the Scot in the other room. She bit her lip a little, nodding a touch. "What are you going to do when they want her?" She questioned, unsure still exactly how far this man could be trusted and if they were maybe giving him to much freedom... (NT) -- Skeeter/Kathryn, 03.15

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• Inside -- Gia/Griogair, 03.15
  • "I can do support..." He stated softly, smiling a little reassuringly at her before he pulled back and stood up to flip on the radio and then light a couple of candles, hoping that would set the mood for a bit more relaxing then it had been with the bright light he had flipped on without thinking. Content now, he settled back down and nodded again. "Yeah..thats understandable...but really, sweetie, I think he's a good asset to us and we really do need him as much as he needs us..." "Just making sure." She stated with a small smirk, shrugging her shoulders lightly and then pursing her lips absently. "Well...do you know where she is and everything?" (NT) -- Skeeter/Kathryn, 03.15

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• (She sighed as he exchanged light sources, letting her eyes rest and her body relax more under the soothing water. When he returned, she lifted a hand to run it over his hair, looking at him with a quiet affection in her eyes.) I'm not going to kill him, but I don't have to love him either. (She said softly, which was as good as it was going to get for the moment, when she was so hurt inside. She kept running her fingers through his dark hair, just looking at him quietly, reveling in his support..) You have beautiful eyes, you know that? (She said after a moment, unsure of why it suddenly came out.) (He shook his head, smiling a little when she smirked, it amused him a little the way he had gotten so defensive about everything.. ) Yeah, my da sent me the data on my cell and I need to leave tonight to get to her, she is with some men my father hired, and I don't want to leave her with them for long. (NT) -- Gia.Griogair, 03.15

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• "I have girly eyes." He stated with a smile and a wink before he rested lightly, letting her play with his hair as it seemed to soothe her as much as it did him. Those same eyes they were discussing closed and he remained silent for a few long minutes before he finally stood and smiled lightly, tipping his head to the side as he gazed at her. "We should get you out of there, your getting all shriveled." He winked lightly, standing up to find a large towel and her robe before he leaned down to offer a hand to help her out of the tub. She tipped her head a little, pursing her lips thoughtfully before she listened to the movements going on in the other rooms. "Skeeter should be out soon hopefully..." She stated softly. "...we'll see what he has to say and then you can do your business." (NT) -- Skeeter/kathryn, 03.15

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• Inside -- Gia/Griogair, 03.15
  • He smiled warmly, quietly as he pressed his lips so gently to hers and ran his hand lovingly, quietly through her hair, just holding her for a second after she was wrapped tightly in the robe. "I like how you call me Justin, did I ever tell you that?" He questioned softly, pressing another kiss to her forehead before he guided her to the bedroom. "Lay down baby, I'll go get us some wine alright? Are you hungry?" She hadn't eaten since it all happened but he couldn't say he really blamed her... She found it interesting how this man who was supposed to be a criminal was so concerned about the girl who he didn't seem to even really know. "What good is girl to your father?" (NT) -- Skeeter/Kathryn, 03.15

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• Inside -- Gia/Griogair, 03.15
  • He smiled warmly, he liked having her call him that no one else did, like it was something private, between the two of them. His eyes travelled over her features lovingly before he tucked her into the bed and made his way out into the living room only to see Griogair standing by the fire place with Kathryn sprawled out onto the couch. "She'll be sleeping soon." He stated and his words were promptly translated to Griogair by Kathryn. His hand raked through his hair absently, still trying to figure out what exactly to do with this man who was a criminal but a good guy it seemed.... (NT) -- Skeeter, 03.15

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• (He arched a brow at the man as he walked out of the bedroom, already leaving the relaxed stance he had taken up and gaining his full height as he watched the man speak and then looked to Kathryn. Nodding, he looked at Skeeter and smiled lightly to show that he was pleased the woman was safe and that he knew the relationship between them was more than just work related. He looked at Kathryn and tipped his head a litte.) Can you tell him that I need to go after the girl for my father, I need to protect her and gain my father's trust enough to get the information about this other woman who has been kidnapped. (He brought his gaze to Skeeter as though the words would instantly be translated, he just wanted to guage the other man's reaction.) (NT) -- Gia/Giogair, 03.15

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• She relayed the information and Skeeter paused a second to think it over, his brow furrowed for a second as he pondered how much to trust this man. A low breath escaped his lips as he shifted to the bar to pour a drink of scotch, pouring another glass and pushing it to the side for the tall Scot as he went about the motions silently before he spoke. "Do what you need to do but bring her back here and from there we will decide exactly how we want to work out getting your testimony and acquiring your immunity." He stated, not really in the mood to think about work but knowing he had to deal with this before he could go cuddle with his woman. Kathryn easily translated and waited to see if Griogair had anything to say in return. (NT) -- Skeeter, 03.15

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• (He was a scot, and therefore appreciative of a good glass of scotch. Taking a long sip, he listened to first the man and then the woman as they spoke and nodded as he thought things over. He would have to testify in order to get his father put in prison.. but they would be better off with him dead if he had anything to say about it.) Aye, I'll bring her back here. (He said with a soft tone and tipped back the rest of the scotch, setting the glass on the table with a grateful nod of his head.) Take care of yer woman, she loves you very much. (He said softly, remembering just how much hope and need he had seen in her eyes when he'd called from the abandoned building. He looked over at Kathryn and moved to get his coat.) I will show you out. (NT) -- Griogair, 03.15

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• Skeeter softened at the mans words about Gia before he nodded, moving over to offer his hand in a firm shake before he watched the pair leave the room and then turned to get a glass of milk for Gia and a beer for himself before heading back into his room where his girl was sleeping. He smiled softly as he watched her for a second, sending up a prayer of thanks that she was alive and with him before he set down the milk on the bedside table on her side before sliding into bed himself. He sat up a touch, flipping on the tv and then his x-box, taking a sip of the beer before he settled in comfortable next to her, content to have her sleep while he got in some time on the new godfather game. (NT) -- Skeeter, 03.15

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• (She woke the next morning stiff and sore from head to toe, her head aching as though she had a hangover. Groaning at the sunlight that spilled across the bed, she turned and burrowed her face into Skeeter's shoulder, pressing close to him for shelter from the blasted sun. It just wasn't fair that when a girl wanted to sleep and get better, the damn sun wanted to go and be all sunny and cheerful. Her breathing shallowed out again after a few moments and she let out a soft sound of contentment as his body heat soothed her muscles. She had made it through a whole night without dreaming about the attack and was hoping that meant she would be over it and could move on and get back to work again. Sighing, she unconsciously hooked one of her ankles over his calf and fell back asleep.) (NT) -- Gia, 03.15

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• He shifted in his own sleep - which hadn't been nearly as long as hers since he had gotten so engrossed in his game - his arm going around her gently as he presed a kiss to her temple without really ever waking up. When she shifted again though, he let out a soft breath and cursed under his breath at the light pouring into the room. "Need to invest in shades..." He grumbled as he hugged her tighter, pressing a kiss to her cheek gently as he looked down at her quietly, brushing her hair back with the hand that was almost asleep from where she had been laying on it. She didn't want to wake her up if she hadn't gotten enough rest yet... (NT) -- Skeeter, 03.15