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Little Green Men? 3/?
(Anonymous) 2011-11-14 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)She gave him a look that would have made a lesser man turn tail. Cass did not start drinking before noon, and Veronica was not shit with a gun. More importantly, they didn't second guess her every move nor were they convinced she was going to die if she stepped out of their sight for a half a second. Jack tried to keep her breathing steady. She tried to keep his paranoia in perspective. Remember Carla? That was all this was.
“I warned you when we started this,” he said, “I'm not the kind of guy who sits on the sidelines. Don't like it? Tough. I'm going to keep you alive whether you like it or not.”
“I can keep myself alive, thank you very much.”
“Right. How many times have you been shot in the head and buried alive since we've been together? Zero. And how many times were you shot in the head and buried alive before you met me? What's that? Once? And did you dig yourself out the grave? Sorry, I didn't hear that. Was it a no? Did you have to be rescued by a robot?”
“You are treading on thin ice, buddy.”
“Fine by me,” he said, “It doesn't change the truth.”
“And what truth is that? That you're a pig headed, chauvinistic, meat head who's about to get his ass kicked?”
“That I care about you, and if it means pissing you off, you bet your ass I'll do it if it keeps you alive.”
The retort died in her throat. Darn him. Why did he have to be infuriating and oddly sweet in the same sentence? She felt some of her anger, not all of it, melt away. That comment about Cass and Veronica was going to haunt him for the rest of the day.
“Why, Mr. Boone! If I didn't know better I'd swear you were getting soft on me,” she said, “I care about you too, and stop worrying. It's probably just a couple of raiders. It won't take much to scare 'em off.”
“Right. Green raiders. With ray guns.”
“I've seen stranger things,” she said, “And technically I think they're called laser pistols.”
“Ray guns, laser pistols, phasers, doesn't matter what you call them,” he said, “The end result is the same. You'll be just as dead.”
“We'll be fine,” she said, firmly.