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Reunions 2/4
(Anonymous) 2013-07-01 07:44 am (UTC)(link)A/N: Sleep writing again...
The thought of grabbing Aquila and riding out the back entrance had occurred to Connor as he watched the regiments belongings to both General Binns and Commander Lee approached Fort Clinton. However the Wolf who had feasted on practically all the intruders that day, could not bring himself to move. Unnoticed by the cheering Patriots around them, both Noah and Clipper were exchanging nervous glances between him and the front gates he allowed to be opened.
"Connor," Noah hissed into his ear. "If you are going to leave, now would be the time to do so."
Clipper chewed on his bottom lip, having heard. "Do not worry about us, sir. They know there's nothing we could have done to stop you."
Except shooting him in cold blood.
He glanced at his friends whom he, despite all he had done ten months prior, did not deserve. They were loyal. They were willing to incur the wrath of not only Charles Lee but also the Grandmaster himself. Also, the two most high ranking members of the Inner Circle would not be the only ones his friends would be at odds at.
Noah and Clipper both had family within the Order. Noah was the adopted and beloved son of Brigadier General Binns, who had claimed that the Omega had been the most perfect heir he could ever ask for. Then there was Clipper, who practically fell in love with James Collins at first sight... and the two would eventually rear children together. It would have been incredibly selfish, to put both their promising futures on the line just for him.
With a sigh of resignation, Connor beckoned one of the officers to him.
"Yes, sir?"
"Is there a quiet place inside the fort where I may rest?"
The Alpha nodded and pointed to the large stone building. Once inside, a woman - another Alpha, and most likely a soldier's wife - lead him up to a second floor bedroom. It was larger than what he had expected for an officer's quarters, but sparse with only a large bed and a writing desk by the window.
She then explained that these had once been General Arnold's quarters, before he mysteriously vacated it earlier that day, taking his belongings with him. It occurred to him that this woman, like everyone else, must have believed like everyone else, that he was some kind of high ranking officer in the Continental forces.
It was almost laughable that he, a half-native and a nobody, was given accommodations that should have been given to the Commander-in-Chief. Charles would no doubt throw a fit... that is if he wouldn't be consumed by rage once he caught sight of his former Omega. His hands - that had killed so many today - practically trembled at his sides.
Once alone, Connor dragged himself over to sit down in the chair besides the desk rather than the inviting bed which he gazed at longingly. He was tired and hungry, but he could not bring himself to leave the room and find something to eat. The Omega did not feel like he could even bring himself to stand up from his seat, and fling himself onto the bed.
Charles was here, if he gazed outside the window, he certain to see him riding in along with General Binns. The Commander would no doubt learn in his role in all this. He had heard that the troops still talking about the Wolf who slew twenty men in the matter of minutes. Charles would no doubt question Noah and Clipper, he would see Aquila at the stables, and...
The door opened abruptly, and the Omega did not need to raise his head to see who his visitor was. Instead, he remained hunched in his seat, listening to the door closing shut and the approaching booted footsteps before they came to a halt in the middle of the room. It was so quiet afterwards. His heart thudded loudly against his chest, overshadowing the noise of conversation and celebration outside.
"I suppose..." he began after a long uncomfortable silence, "you are wondering why I did not flee?"
His visitor did not answer him, and Connor wet his dry lips and continued on.
"I could have, you know. It would have been easy to slip out with everyone's attention diverted and continue to live in the wilderness."
He glanced down at his fidgeting hands and sighed.
"But I am tired. Tired of being hunted by both the Order and the Brotherhood. Tired of always losing everything that I hold dear."
Connor glanced down at his empty hands, remembering all too well holding a piece of moldy bread that he had found after digging through rubbish.
"Just like when we met all those years ago... I am tired of living in a world that does not want me."
Another sigh of resignation escapes him, and he finally lifts his eyes to meeting the cold and unfeeling icy blue. He shivers, but is not surprised. After all, his former Alpha had rejected him back when they last spoke.
"Take me back to my... to the Grandmaster. I will accept whatever sentence he bestows upon me."
Even if it was a death sentence.
Commander Charles Lee does not speak. Perhaps he for once does not have any words to say... or any to waste on a traitor. Instead, he reaches a hand out to the Omega. Connor can't help but smile fondly at it. His former Alpha was always such a gentleman.
A strong grip pulls him to his feet and he stumbles a little, expecting to be shoved face first against the wall and have his hands bound just like at Bridewell. So it's a complete surprise with a strong arm wraps around his waist and pulls him close. He opens his mouth to protest, to question, but is immediately silenced by his Alpha's cool lips.
Re: Reunions 2/4
(Anonymous) 2013-07-01 08:28 am (UTC)(link)Did I mention that this was perfection?
//melts into a happy puddle//
So much <3. Who knew Charles Lee was such a romantic? :D
Re: Reunions 2/4
(Anonymous) 2013-07-01 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Reunions 2/4
(Anonymous) 2013-07-02 02:44 am (UTC)(link):D
Oh yeah, looks like personal issues are resolving, so will probably start First Word/MOtH crossover in a day or two.
Re: Reunions 2/4
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(Anonymous) 2013-07-01 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Reunions 2/4
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