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Post by Faye Perez on Nov 20, 2012 23:40:18 GMT 2
Faye hadn’t being out of the loop. Although on that basis she hated being in the loop as well, because when it came to the O’conners and Joker she tended to get herself into a spot of bother. Well bother didn’t even begin to cut the trouble she had found herself in because of her new found ‘family’ and honestly she wasn’t even sure how she still had a job, but bygones be bygones and all of that. The second she had found out that not only was Joker in trouble but so was Brian she had put in two weeks holiday and headed out to Tokyo to find out exactly what was going on. Turns out she hadn’t needed the two weeks. She never got to see Brian. Her first conversation had been with Joker and he hadn’t told her squat. But he had told her enough for her to be worried, and apparently rightfully so. Joker had made it clear she needed to get the hell out of doge, and if there was one thing Faye knew it was you trusted Joker. He told her to leave, she had.
Part of her had regretted leaving so easily, especially now. She had no idea what the hell was going on, but what she did know, well she didn’t like, not one bit. She was only get bits of information, and none of it made sense. So when she wasn’t working her own cases she was working that, trying to piece everything together to try and sort some of the shit out. She doubted she’d manage it though, another thing she knew about the O’Conner’s and Joker, they didn’t do something half assed. Nope they went all out. All the time.
Heaving in a deep breath she stepped out of the elevator and into the city, the sun setting leaving a deep red hue through the sky. Beautiful. Her gaze shifted around out of habit and she moved the several blocks to her car, ears peeled for anything that wasn’t right. Apparently nothing broke old habits, not that she was complaining. Disabling her alarm she slipped into her car and headed to the beach, there was a little shack there that served the best food, and at this time of day it was relatively quiet, gave her enough peace to sort through the work in her briefcase.
Fingers tapping against the steering wheel her thoughts shifted to Joker and Brian, and even Jack, things had been rocky and shitty, she needed to see Brian and Joker, god she needed to know what the hell was going on because all this grapevine talk was driving her slowly insane. Killing the engine when the shack came into sight she slipped out of the car, bending back inside to retrieve her briefcase from the back seat, and then stepped inside. As normal for that time of day it was relatively empty, only a few people sat around, and all of which she recognised. Sliding into her booth at the back with her gaze on the door she flicked open her briefcase pulling out one of her case files, it was going to be a long night.
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Post by Joker on Nov 22, 2012 22:25:54 GMT 2
"Miss me mon cherre?" Joker said with a cajun accent softly in front of her. He leaned against the counter top and pulled a pinstripe bowler cap off his head. He was dressed in a dark blue suit and a soft cast on his hand. Random chance brought him into here, a flat tire and dead cell phone to be exact. She looked exactly like she had in Japan, just more safe now.
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Post by Faye Perez on Nov 22, 2012 22:48:40 GMT 2
Blue eyes snapped up at the familiar accent. Well as familiar as familiar could be. She couldn’t even remember how long it had been since she had seen him in Japan, but she knew one thing, he continued to put her safety on top and she had learned to take his advice. If he told her to high tail it out of there then she high tailed it out of there. Shifting slightly her brow creased as she slowly looked down at the cast before blue eyes darkened with concern. “What happened?” She questioned softly, her hand shifting to the side so that she could flick her file closed.
“No word and you come back looking worse than when I last saw you…you gotta stop scaring me like this”
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Post by Joker on Nov 22, 2012 22:51:32 GMT 2
"You sound like you care," He smiled and sat down across from her slowly, "I got shot trying to get Brian off the hook then had half of my hand sliced off in a failed interrogation. But enough about me, let's talk about you?" He leaned forwards and took her hand in his.
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Post by Faye Perez on Nov 22, 2012 23:08:26 GMT 2
Faye tipped her head ever so slightly, like he even needed to say that. “Of course I care” She stated gently, pointedly raising a brow at him. After everything they had been through together how couldn’t she care. Her and Joker went so far back it was unbelievable, the things they had gone through together, there was no way they couldn’t be close.
Listening to his words intently she slowly nodded her head, she was sure the horror would register on her features. “You say that like it happens every day” Shaking her head she laughed ever so slightly, with Joker it was actually pretty the norm, but she hadn’t seen him this bad before. “What the hell has he got himself into?” She questioned raising a brow, her gaze shifted around the diner before returning to the male in front of her, gaze lowering down to the hand he was covering.
“Not much to tell, came home like you told me to” She shrugged a shoulder. So maybe she hadn’t kept her head down like he had told her to, but she had at least come home. “You gotta fill me in here”
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Post by Joker on Nov 23, 2012 15:16:07 GMT 2
Joker smiled softly, "I havn't been completely honest with you, in the past I've worked deep undercover for the NSA weeding out small problems within the government and handling buisness issues to control mob's and gangs. The most recent even was me being planted in an illegal group that was headed by several CIA member's with ties to officials in congress, the senate, and a few other people who think they are 'untouchable'. I used Brian as a scape goat because his name draws a lot of attention and when a cop goes to court for the upteenth time it draws a lot of media coverage." He took a deep breath and continued. "Especially when I knew they would try to kill me before I could hand over the files that had every name, every contact, and every operation they ever pulled." He leaned back and looked at the T.V. which covered the shooting a few weeks prior.
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Post by Faye Perez on Nov 23, 2012 15:49:34 GMT 2
Faye listened to his words with a raise of her brow. She shifted in her seat her eyes going wide and she was more than sure her mouth had fallen open. She had known he had been working for the government, knew that he was in deep with the, one only had to see the scars all over his body to know that his life had been tough, only had to look in his eyes to know he was a haunted man. “That’s why you told me to stay out of it” She stated looking up at him, her own gaze shifting over towards the TV. They lapsed into silence for a moment as she focused on the screen, licking her dry lips she let out a breath shaking her head slightly.
“Jeeze” She muttered, rolling her jaw slightly she returned her gaze back to the man in front of her, the blue hues showing concern for the male. “Brian’s going to get out of this though?” She questioned. She knew Joker, he wouldn’t just let his friend fry, or at least she hoped he wouldn’t. Slowly squeezing his hand she let a tight smile cross her lips. “What was the last time you slept?” She questioned raising a brow ever so slightly. She had seen Joker in some of his worst times and he in hers, but he looked tired, dead on his feet. “You gotta take care of yourself” This time the concern slipped into her words.
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Post by Joker on Nov 23, 2012 22:19:24 GMT 2
"Eh, medically induced?" He squinted trying to think, "Must have been the day those guys came for me...so about three days ago give or take." He stifled a yawn with a large breath, "They backed off since then. It's pointless for them to try to take me or Brian out now, too much publicity if we were to kick the bucket now then it would draw even more suspicion to them. Brian will walk, the file I gave the court has more then enough evidence to convict anyone. This was to get these people out of power and into the light of day where they hate to be, their connections will be severed because the mobsters won't want to go down with a sinking ship." He sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, "What are you working on?"
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Post by Faye Perez on Nov 23, 2012 23:04:09 GMT 2
Faye listened to him slowly nodding her head at his words. The idea of the male in front of her in a medically induced coma, or the only way he could sleep was to be completely out of it? She didn’t like either. “So Everyone comes out okay” She stated. Her gaze shifted down to his hand. Okay not so much okay, but they were coming out alive, and that was good, she could deal with alive.
“Seems every time I see you there’s something else wrong with you, another injury, another scar” She whispered softly, her blue hues lifting so she could look him in the eye. The guy was dead on his feet, clearly the job was starting to take its toll on him, maybe it had been for a while. Watching him close his eyes she smiled, like this he almost looked relaxed but she knew first-hand what he was capable of, and knew even as relaxed as he looked he was alert and ready to take on any danger that came through the door.
Diverting her gaze from him down to her file she shook her head slightly. “Been trying to keep up with all that’s going on” She admitted with a small shrug of her shoulder. So he had told her to stay out of it, she hadn’t, she had been doing her own research into things. Sighing she shoved the file back into her bag, smiling at him. “Other than that, just a couple of cases, nasty divorce, and a murderer”
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Post by Joker on Nov 24, 2012 9:19:50 GMT 2
"Any chance the murderer walks?" He raised an eyebrow inquisitively, justice was sloppy in today's society or else his most recent job never would have been needed, "Sorry second nature." He chuckled and coughed a little. He couldn't bring his eyes away from Faye's it had been too long not seeing her. Slowly he reached across the table with his good hand and cupped hers. "You know, you don't have to worry about me. I'm not your problem."
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Post by Faye Perez on Nov 24, 2012 10:30:11 GMT 2
Faye shrugged a shoulder, “Depends on how well I do my job” she stated with a small smile as she looked over at him. She wondered if there was ever a day that came when the pair of them would be able to relax in each others company without the hassle of either of their work coming up and keeping their focuses. It had been there right in the beginning and it was right there now. Damn typical really, but when you were the type of male he was, and a lawyer then what did you expect.
“Wouldn’t be you if you didn’t” She stated with a smile. Squeezing his hand she brought it up to her lips, pressing a kiss to the tops of his knuckles. “How bout we get out of here. Come back to mine, ill cook you a decent meal, and then you can get some decent sleep” she stated gently looking him directly in the eye.
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Post by Joker on Nov 24, 2012 10:36:25 GMT 2
Walter looked around for anyone that might be suspicious and then, satified, smiled wider, "Yeah, I like the sound of that." He stood up and adjusted his coat, "I'll let you drive too." He nodded out at the flat tire on his Aston Martin. "Never go flat tires my ass." He laughed louder.
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Post by Faye Perez on Nov 24, 2012 10:54:06 GMT 2
Faye watched him do a once over and shook her head ever so slightly, and there it was, being the guy he had always been. Laughing ever so slightly she shook her head, smiling at him. “Well look how roles reverse” She teased, grabbing her bag as she slid out of the seat and stepped over towards him. When they had first met it had been he who had come to her rescue, and now it seemed it was her coming to his.
Situating herself in her car she flicked her gaze over towards him, once he was situated she started her car and pulled into traffic. Relaxing into the seat she flicked her gaze over at him. She had missed this, how comfortable they were still in each others presence. Finally pulling up outside her home she smiled, killing the engine. “Home sweet home” She muttered stepping out of the car and leading him inside.
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Post by Joker on Nov 24, 2012 11:38:56 GMT 2
As soon as they entered her house Walter spun Faye by her hips stared into her eyes, "Faye...I'm sorry for everything I put you through these past few years, I decided to go into that courtroom in order to start a new life. I'm done with this crap, I've hurt too many people, been shot up like beer can, and spent so much time running." He took a deep breath, "And the worst part is, I used you to get to Jack and Brian." His eyes darted back and forth focusing on each of her beautiful brown eyes.
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Post by Faye Perez on Nov 24, 2012 11:47:49 GMT 2
The second he spun her around she let out a little surprised gasp, her dark eyes furrowing with confusion as she looked up at him, brow quirking ever so slightly. How many times had she heard that he wanted to get clean. When they had first started out she had heard the exact same thing, and yet here they were. There was something different this time though, something in his eyes she couldn’t quiet put her hand on, maybe this time was different, and maybe this time he meant what he was saying.
“You used me?” She questioned the hurt seeping into her voice. Shaking her head slightly she stared opened mouthed up at him. “You used me” She repeated on a dry laugh. Shrugging his hands of her slightly she took a step back, her brow creased as she just stared up at him.
“How could you do that….why” biting the inside of her lip she closed her eyes slightly, sighing. “Least you were finally honest. That’s why you came back, it wasn’t for me it was so you could get to them” Letting out a breath she nodded her head, rolling her jaw slightly.
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Post by Joker on Nov 24, 2012 12:14:16 GMT 2
"The things that mattered were true, and if I want to get clean..." He took a deep breath, "It means I need to get completely clean. Everything needs to get on the table, I used you to get to Jack then I broke you two up so that when shit hit the fan you wouldn't be in the middle of it. Jack flaked out on you and Brian, so where is he now? He's not here but I am. Why? Because I wanted to get this over with, I paid my debt to the agency and now they are cutting me free. They are cutting me free because they didn't think I'd live through this but I am alive and now I need to make shit right." His voice was calm and even despite his words. He was ready for any backlash, any thing she would throw at him. "And today, today I saw you when I walked into that place and I knew it wasn't coincidence that it happened. This time, I promise I'm changing...and I always keep my promises."
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Post by Faye Perez on Nov 24, 2012 15:07:06 GMT 2
Faye swallowed thickly as she looked at the male before her, her dark eyes sparkling. Folding her arms over her chest she let out a deep sigh. “You could have come to me with the truth. You could have told me to stay out of it. When haven’t I done as you tell me?” She questioned eyeing him with the hurt clearly sparkling in her eyes. “You told me to leave you in that motel, and despite the fact it killed me, I left you there. You told me to leave Tokyo and I left” Sighing she lowered her gaze slowly bringing it back to him. He had a point, of course he was. When things had gotten tough her and Jack hadn’t made it through, so here she was, finally where she wanted to be, minus one thing.
“You have no idea how long iv waited to hear that” She muttered. She knew who he was though, he was bad news and she had known that when things started with him. Turning her back on him she headed to the kitchen. “You should have told me the truth”
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Post by Joker on Nov 24, 2012 16:05:22 GMT 2
Walter choked down his feelings with a bob of his adams apple. "I couldn't, I needed you to DE-stablize him emotionally...Some things you can't fake...like the night in the gym." He said stabbing at their past. He brought that one moment up for a reason, it was the most true moment they've had since their fallout. Slowly he followed her and leaned against the doorframe looking at her. "Faye, what's on your mind?"
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Post by Faye Perez on Nov 24, 2012 16:48:58 GMT 2
Faye sighed shaking her head. “Guess you managed to do that then” Licking her lips she sighed her dark eyes flicking up to him, brow creasing ever so slightly. Turning away from him she headed to the kitchen. That day in the gym, she hadn’t thought she would have felt anything again after Jack, yet he had managed to do what he always did, break everything down. Stepping into the kitchen she headed over to the fridge, pulling out the steak. Licking her lips she flicked her gaze over towards him, leaning against the counter.
“I’m thinking I trusted you” Nodding her head she shook her head ever so slightly “Im thinking you know me better than anyone, and you knew what would happen by telling me” Frowning slightly she bent to grab a griddle from the cupboard. “Yet you told me anyway” She sighed slightly “Just when I think im done with being used, someone goes right ahead and uses me some more”
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Post by Joker on Nov 24, 2012 18:37:31 GMT 2
Walter shook his head. "I didn't start anything that wasn't already there...and beleive me when I say I'll never use you again, if you want I can walk out this door right now. You won't see me again, hear from me, or worry about me coming back and crashing your life," He let the seriousness echo in his voice, "Or you can take me back, as we were but now without worry about me getting caught up in the stupidity that I had before. I won't leave you again, I won't hurt you again, and I won't lie to you...about anything. Faye, my life's been leading up to this point and I'm putting all my chips on the table. I'm not going to beg for forgiveness or another chance." He stood strait and readjusted something under his shirt and jacket then let out an strained breath before blinking it away.
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