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[minervasolo]

Wow. SOmeone's turned up the brightness on this computer. I can actually read my own lj! (but I still can't type, as Anria so kindly pointed out, sitting right next to me XP )

OKay, final post. Pure dialogue ficlet, which grew rather more than i meant it to, thanks to Maths being dull. I know who hte characters are, and their histories, their names and jobs. I want to see what other people come up with, partly. That and I have a soft spot for dialogue fics, as long as their not bad!script fics.



"It feels like..."

"Look, if it's going to end, end it. Don't put yourself through the torturous falling apart again."

"We still love each other."

"I know. You've still got that capacity to hurt each other."

"Well, what about you? You ended it, but you still love her, don't you?"

"Of course I do, but I'm still happier this way."

"Like bollocks."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing. Look, you sid you'd never be able to be with any one else, because you still love her. How can you say that's happier?"

"...who told you that?"

"Bugger."

"She did, didn't she?"

"Yes. She's going to kill me."

"Why did she tell you?"

"She's going to kill me."

"Please."

"We were working, you see, and that Dido song came over the hospital radio. About saying you love someone, even if they don't want to hear it."

"'If I hadn't said it, I'd still have felt it, where's the sense in that'?"

"Yeah. That's the one. so... She burst into tears."

"Fuck."

"Yeah. And she told us. She's not over you. She really regrets the past few months."

"This is all my fault."

"I guess."

"I suppose I should move. It was stupid just to move next door. She needs to move on. I can let go, even of the twins, if that's what she needs."

"Wow."

"What?"

"You're stupid."

"Hey!"

"You love her. She loves you. Both of you think the path to happiness lies in avoiding each other? That's the last time I let you give me relationship advice."

"But... we can't get back together."

"Why not?"

"Well..."

"She's too proud, what are you?"

"Too bitten."

"Her current excuse for not telling you how she feels is because she's scared of hurting you again."

"That's nice."

"You two never really got much time alone, did you?"

"You mean without the kids? I guess not."

"That's why she thought you were childish, you know. You behave totally different around children than you do adults."

"That's nice."

"Stop saying that!"

"Why? This isn't going anywhere. I'm not asking her out again, she's not asking me. So I'll move,do the divorced dad things and take the twins at weekends and leave her to find a less painful babysitter. That's all I ever was."

"Are you trying to imply your capability for messing up this relationship is my fault?"

"You set us up."

"No, I didn't! I asked you for a favour. 'Babysit for one night'. Not 'fall in love.' Not 'get her pregnant'. Not convince her you need a babysitter'."

"I'm making a prediction, using my gypsy powers: by tonight we won't be talking to each other."

"Oh, get off it. I just want you to be happy. I want you to have that happy family unit you've waxed lyrical about. Semi-detached house, car, garden, dog."

"You want me away from your boyfriend."

"That too, I guess. I'm an only child, I've never had to get my head aaround someone being able to love two different people without tarnishing the quality of that love. And you see far more of him than I do."

"So why are you here, talking to me?"

"Well, I can't every well tell him it feels like it's falling apart. Again."

"Oh. Yeah. I forgot that was how this started."

"Yeah."

"How about this? You go and have sex with him, take a few days of work, have more sex with him, and I'll go babysit."

"We'll take the kinds one night, you know. His and yours. Then you and her can be alone."

"In our respective apartments."

"Injure yourself. She's a nurse, she'll help. Ask her out. You to need to date, not just be together. You moved in while you still thought of each other as friends of friends."

"It was that or live on the streets."

"I know, I now. Look, just show her you can look after yourself."

"By injuring myself."

"I'll hit you. I'm under a lot of stress right now. I'll flip out and break your nose."

"... let people know you're not serious; smile when you joke."

"I do."

"Please smile."

"Oh come on, it's not that bad an idea."

"I don't want you to hit me!"

"Really?"

"PLease?"

"Aw, fine. You know, I've never hit anyone."

"You're a doctor, that's a good thing. Now, go and have sex with your boyfriend."

"Alright! Go and ask out your girlfriend."

"Fine."

"See you tomorow?"

"If you like."

"Heh, your gypsy precognition is off."

"Sex! Now!"



And end scene ^_^ Now, off to hunt other stuff to read. And a note for fandom people: if you want to read fandom stuff on her (esp WK), you have to friend me. My IRL friends would be very traumatised if it weren't for friends filters.

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