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thewhitewingedangel:

“Don’t use Jean and sweet in the same sentence” Warren groaned tilting his head back to look up at the ceiling. “She’s just about pure evil, good lord how can you use sweet when talking about her?” Hey, just because they were having a seriousish talk didn’t mean he had to fully give in at any moment to take a stab at the redhaired mutant. He nodded in acknowledgement. It was good the girls fixed whatever caused a rift between them before the four of them became the double dating couple. Warren liked Scott, a lot. He wasn’t sure what he’d do if there girlfriends wanted to leap across the tables and get into a hair pulling fight. He smiled when she pointed out things about his 6 year old self shaking his head. 

“I was a little devil. I didn’t know it, but looking back now I think it had to do with my mutation. My mom would give me food, and it just make me sick so I was on the weirdest diet ever, and I couldn’t sit still. I loved being in planes though, when my Dad had to fly us around for meetings. But cooped up in that suit” He snorted. “I was an evil kid who pulled enough pranks in my time to give a trickster a run for his money” He was pretty sure it had to do with the wings, and the mentality that came from them. Wanting to be free, well the sitting around part. The pranks was just because he was a spoiled kid who got away with everything and wanted more attention than what he got. He didn’t pull away when she suddenly wrapped her arms around him, jumping a bit though. Shaking his head he rested his head on her blonde hair closing his eyes and twisting his arms to pet her hair. “I love you to beautiful” He didn’t want to say anything to her statement, he still thought she was to good for him, and after everything that happened since he turned 9. He was dearly lucky to have someone who loved him as much as she did. 

He shook his head, not really feeling like sharing much more tonight than what he did. “I don’t know, what are you in the mood for? Or do you want to just watch some movies and enjoy the silence of the city?” 

“Movies and silence sound nice. Which reminds me…” She stood up with a smile and headed out of the bedroom. She went to what had become her art room and could be heard from down the hall making a sort of grunting noise. When she came back into view in the living room she has a massive ottoman. It looked so comfy you’d almost swear that it had once been a chair that someone had just removed the back from. She dragged it over by the TV and smiled proudly, her hands on her hips when it was in place.

‘I saw this at a retro furniture store and had to get it! It’s soft and comfy and we can sit on it and cuddle without hurting your wings!” The idea of getting to sit right beside Warren with her arms around his waist and her head on his chest as they watched tv sounded so nice. “What do ya think?” 

thewhitewingedangel:

“I think it be weird if you two never made friends, Scott and I made friends, and we dated. There’d be this awkward missing connection and the four of us would never really fully work” Jean flipping out sounded, well like the Jean he knew now, not the leather wearing vigilante, well at least until now. He was curious what the girl was like just a few years ago. She seemed to be a lot more mature now, but still pretty….well insane. He laughed shaking his head at the imagine of him in High School. “I don’t think my wings would’a liked the whole, bags on shoulders and bumping hundreds of kids in the hall…and as for the girls” He shook his head. “I had no chance when I was 6 and at my Dad’s big fancy dinner parties. I doubt 16 would of been much different. I am, well. An awkward bird” He snorted at his own somewhat joke. “I’m surprised I managed to woo you with some strange sort of mating call I made up as I went. I just know I landed on a roof in front of one of the most beautiful people i’d ever seen and I never wanted to leave” He grinned at her a bit, his mood was definitely lifted. 

“Psssht no worries there. There was no chance of a future where Jean and I weren’t friends. She is just too damn sweet.” Tabby smiled fondly thinking of her best friend, “So you and Scott had nothing to worry about- hahaha.” The thought though of how awkward the four of them would have been if the guys were friends but the girl’s weren’t made Tabby giggle a bit- like something out of a really bad sitcom that made the girls look like bitches and the guys look dumb. On to the other topic her smile was super wide, “Oh please I bet you were an adorable six year old!! With that blonde hair and those blue yes- I bet you were precious!” She giggled again. She stood up and went to sit on the floor beside him so that she could wrap her arms around his torso and give him a hug. Her heart still getting butterflies when he called her beautiful and talked about the day they met. “I still say I’m the lucky one in this- but I know you are bound to argue. So in that case I’ll just say we are both equally lucky- which is far better than only one of us.” She leaned up to kiss his cheek. She whispered against his skin, “I love you.” She stood back up and headed towards the edge of the bed to sit down again.

“So- anything else on your mind? Or that you want to do? It’s still early and it’s still raining so there probably won’t be any patrolling tonight.” 

thewhitewingedangel:

“Super D-Bag” Warren sang, it did give him a little more input on this guy. So  he was jealous, Jealous Jean left him for his rival of years, he wondered if Duncan knew she not only was dating him, but married him. So, he had a few more assumptions about this guy, and part of him wanted to meet him under his fathers wing to see the facade the other put up around his Dad. “Sounds like a ball of drama I am partially glad I was never around for, I missed High School, and this bucket of teenage whatever it brought with it” He was only playing, but really he was glad he missed out on all that teenage dating drama. He raised an eyebrow when Tabby spoke about Jean. “You know, from the way you two act around one another, your best friends, I always assumed it was like that.” The thought never crossed his mind that they two didn’t get along at one point in time. “What changed?” He shifted a bit to face her more. Getting more comfortable with the conversation. “You find out she was really the pure evil she hides from the world?” His jokes with Jean never stopped, even when she wasn’t around to torment. 

Hearing his girlfriend talk about her high school issues made him only wish he could of avoided all the drama and been there for her. Oh well, he was there for her now. Finally looking up  through his whole game of avoid eye contact he did smile at her. “I love you to beautiful” 

“Honestly I think our time as the Sirens really is what set the wheels in motion for Jean and I’s friendship. You see the day all that started I was taking Amara home from school and Jean flipped out and didn’t want her riding with me because she didn’t trust me. But then she saw me and Amara trying to stop some car thieves and she ended up helping us. From then on I decided she couldn’t be all bad if she was willing to throw on leather and play vigilante with us other girls. Hahaha. And then we both got older. I was better behaved and she loosened up and then we ended up somewhere in the middle and became best friends.” To be honest it was pretty strange to her too- to imagine a time when her and Jean weren’t best friends. Jean was a huge part of her life now and she couldn’t imagine that life without Jean in it. She tried to lighten the sharing mood a little, “Hahahaha I’m glad you didn’t go to our high school!! I would have never srood a chance against all those other girls!!!” 

thewhitewingedangel:

Less personal, more interesting. But he needed to understand this guy if he was going to help the couple do anything about him still lurking around the shadows of there lives. “It’s weird to think of her with anyone other than Scott really. I never imagined her dating someone else, let a lone. Well a guy like this. He seems like, well. A total D-bag” He shifted flopping to lay next to Ollie, his wings spreading out to cover the dog as they always did. “Prettiest, smartest, all the girls wanted to be, all the guys wanted to be with. Does this include you? Or were you to. Tabby Smith, to be on that fad train?” He was only teasing, but also curious. Hey if they were sharing Tabby could share some stuff about herself to. “Okay, so. Getting this straight. This Duncan guy, dating Jean, total d-bag to Scott, Jean’s okay with it until this guy finds out shes a mutant and then she starts dating Scott, few years later our Disney couples married?” It sounded, odd to him. He was sure he was missing some big pieces, some of those being Jean’s side and feelings. But when you told someone a rough summary, it sounded more…..he didn’t know. “Well he’s already shot her and nothings happened, god knows what he’ll do next, or if he finds out about Rachel” He made a face, Rachel seemed to be the person to motivate anyone to kill over if the situation was set up right. She had that effect on people. 

Warren laughed a bit, but he relaxed. It was sweet, not all he was aiming for, but he loved this woman even more just for saying it. “Thanks T…” He said softly, slowly. Smiling a little more now, but still not really looking at her, it was just how he dealt. “I’ll keep that in mind trust me” He would, for sure. Having Tabby around was a lot of comfort, it would add knowing that she knew his feeling about water and some other things. 

“Well we were in high school and so Jean saw Scott trying to show her what a ‘D-bag’ Duncan was as just him trying to seem better than Duncan. The two guys were always competing against each other and fighting and arguing. So she wrote it off as normal teen behavior. But when senior year when he found out about her powers he wasn’t mad or anything. The problem was he thought they were great- that they could use them. Cheating on tests, and all that stupid stuff. Said he didn’t mind her ‘problem’. So she instantly grabbed Scott’s hand and walked off. And ever since then she’s been with Scott. Duncan tried everything he could after that to get Scott to use his powers at school and get expelled. He even worked with the Brotherhood to rile Scott up. But nothing worked out in Duncan’s favor and I guess it just left an extremely bad taste in his mouth.” She laughed a little dryly at Warren’s question about her. “Me? No. Oh man me and Jean did NOT use to get along. She was miss goody=two shoes popular lovely locks. And I was the delinquent that seemed to get on everyone’s nerves. I think the only guy that ever looked twice at me in school was Kurt.” She gave a small smile at that, partly thinking of the fun the two had had together as friends and partly feeling bad for how she had gotten him into trouble sometimes. “Well that and maybe the brotherhood boys when I lived with them- but that’s not a good thing. Hahaha and Lance hated me because I borrowed his jeep all the time and the others just hated me.” She shrugged it off with a laugh.

She smiled, “I love you, Warren.” 

redxsoul:

Jean hummed contently at Tabby’s fingers messing with her hair and head. “Warren you speak nothing but lies and I can tell. Without powers involved.” She pointed a finger at him without even looking, picking her head up a bit however when she heard the bark. Watching the strange interaction between the three, she dropped her head back down shifting to find a more comfortable position to watch TV and laze on her friend. She was going to fall asleep here and she knew it. 

“Pick anything at all, I’ve watched nothing but medical shows the past two weeks. My husband being off and on with being around and all is bad for me. I do homework, homework, train, and watch shows about crazy medical things. It’s bad. When he is home we sleep and watch horror films. Double bad” She laughed. “Someone pick something interesting and boring at the same time. I suspect whatever it is we’ll fall asleep anyway” 

Tabby giggled at not having to call out Warren’s fibs and smiled sweetly at Warren’s comment to Ollie. She shook her head and listened as Jean said what she had been watching for the last two weeks. “Hmmmm Let’s watch the first thing that comes on when I turn on the TV.” As she grabbed the remote and the TV clicked on she wriggled to get a bit comfier on the couch, Jean still resting on her. The Big Bang Theory was on and no one had the energy to change the channel- not that it mattered. Tabby’s eyelids had already started to get heavy and the sound of Sheldon’s voice on the TV was fading in and out as she started to drift off to sleep.

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thewhitewingedangel:

“I guess, just looking into that girls little green eyes. I see maturity. Even without all her memories. Even if things change from here to now, People know about us and I don’t think things will ever go back to being the same.” Warren wanted nothing more than to change everything, no child deserved to feel the way he did, or the way any of the kids did now. Hated, disliked, whatever else one wanted to call it. He was going to stop at nothing, until the world had some right in it. That they could live without the fear that one wrong turn into the wrong group of people and it’ll be the news over the Comm’s like Jeans. Only they never really learned how someone bested someone as powerful as the redheaded mutant. He was sure it was by normal means, a mother was taken from her fiance and child. Not all as lucky as Jean, remembering there visit to the mansion, he wondered how many other families were going through that pain with no hope of there loved ones ever being seen again. “Knowing my fathers on one of the leads of this….we have to cut the strings of the puppet masters. People only follow whats put in front of them” 

He hummed taking in the information of this man named Duncan. “Why Jean though? A million other girls in the school he happened to pick the mutant? Sorry sorry, guess…I want to know who this guy is, get some kind of angle to understand why my Dad is so interested in having him around he can’t be that much of use” After all, It took this newcomer Blonde named Emma seconds to take down this Duncan guy, and it seemed he only got the upper hand on the Summers by cheating. 

He smiled a bit, Angel. How he got his title, the city people use to love him. Christmas, saving people in the biggest times of needs. When that girl fell it took nothing but a shout to turn it all against him. Scott and the other girl helped but things never really went back to being the same. The girl though, she did end up okay, and she never lost faith in him. “I guess it acts of a reminder of the almost, almost failing, the fact I can’t do anything to help when waters involved. My mutation has so many flaws. I wish this wasn’t one of them. Don’t get me wrong” He spoke quickly. Wings spreading a bit. “I love them, I love my mutation, everything. I just wish I was more help, but water. It just scares me, makes me think of a lot I guess” 

There wasn’t too much more to say on the future. Either they would change it- or- no, they would change it. Though for a brief moment it made Tabby think of Genosha and wonder for a split second if Magneto was so bad after all. But she quickly shook that off and focused on Warren’s questions about Duncan.

“Oh no- you don’t get it. It actually doesn’t have much with Jean being a mutant. He was dating her in school looong before anyone knew any of us were mutants. Their may have been plenty of girls in school but Jean Grey was the prettiest. She was the girl all the other girls wanted to be. Great grades, athletic, amazing looks and vibrant red hair. There wasn’t a guy in school that didn’t want to be with Jean Grey- and there were two in particular. Scott Summers and Duncan Matthews. Duncan got Jean first and no matter how shitty he treated Scott or even Jean, Jean always defended him. It wasn’t until Duncan found out about her powers that she realized he was a creep and that she started seeing Scott for the guy he really was and how much he loved her. So for Duncan this has more to do with the fact that Scott Summers finally got the girl. Being mutants just makes it worse because it makes the authorities side with Duncan if anything were to happen. that’s if I didn’t get to him first…”

“Well think of me as your life boat. Whenever there is water around and your afraid of failing- I’ll save you.” She smiled wide. Angel was always so worried about helping others- he needed a savior of his own just as much as any of these other mutants did. He didn’t need to try and carry the weight of the world on his shoulders as she had seen Scott and the Professor do for years.  

redxsoul:

Jean laughed back at him. “When she feels like it. She’s made a new friend, he was at the wedding. Franklin. They’ve bonded, either over age or something else but I let the two of them roam free. I’m sure she wants to see you both though” She was glad to be done for the night with no more chaotic interruptions. Setting her helmet on the bike she was pulling her hair down and out as she followed Tabby through the house and to the spare room she’d  be using. Taking the spare clothes she thanked her friend and pulled some things out of one of her bags. Her phone, she sent a text to her husband saying the normal. Love you, be safe, Im okay, staying at Warrens and what not. Setting it on the bedside table she slipped out of the tight uniform and into the shorts and baggy shirt. Rolling her shoulders and working out the worked out muscles as she moved into the living room, smiling at the couples display of affection she jumped over the back of the couch and into the empty space next to Tabby, flopping over onto the blonde.

“I hope I interrupted something good” She said, her face in her friends thigh,  enjoying the ability to just, relax without worry.

Tabby loved when Warren took the time to admit he liked having her help- even if he didn’t need it. She didn’t get to respond though before her redheaded friend hopped over the couch and rested her weary head in the blonde’s lap. Tabby absent-mindedly began playing with Jean’s hair. “As a matter-of-fact you did! Warren here was just telling me how amazing I am.” Tabby giggled playfully but then gave a more serious and sweet ‘thank you’ smile to Warren.

“So what are we watching tonight you two? Anything fun?” Ollie came over and barked, “No Ollie- I have watched Animal Funniest Videos with you three nights in a row- it’s not your turn to pick.” Tabby laughed- but she really had fallen asleep to Animal Planet the last three nights of patrol. 

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thewhitewingedangel: 

He kept his eyes downcasted, focusing on the dog in front of him. If he looked he’d stop talking and he knew it. Any emotions turned him away from sharing his thoughts and he knew the only way to keep going was to just, focus on the now, the things running through his head before he got to nervous or any other kind of emotion and turned it off. “I hope they do….I really do. Looking at mutant kids. Like Rachel. When we were on the plane…she’s only 13, but she looked so small. I just kept thinking that more mutant children will be born, and the last thing they deserve is being born into a world that tells them there disgusting, that they should be hated and outcasted” It was odd, but it seemed like a lot of his personal feelings were in that one. What he’d done to himself growing up, and what his Dad did to him. He didn’t want that for his kids, or any kids. “We have to make them better, otherwise…children like Rachel, and that new little boy, Franklin….I don’t want to see the world there living in” 

He nodded a bit turning his shoulders a bit. “Duncan…I know he was apart of the main attack on the institute, and has this beef with Jean and Scott. But who is he?  Like the mention of him gets even you riled up and I don’t even know what the guy looks like. Just this name I keep seeing in all my Dad’s files.” He was curious, it was somewhat understandable why everyone hated him, but people don’t build those kinds of beefs for no reason. He nodded though. “I’m sure she can give me at least something from all these notes, even if it’s just more clues” He had faith in there telepath. 

Ah, the million dollar question. It took awhile for him to reply, he was more of trying to build the confidence to say something. Maybe it would help to talk more about the why than the fear itself. Making a face of discomfort he stopped petting the golden dog curled on his feet for a minute. Staring at his fur breathing out and petting him again. “Many reasons. I have a lot of bad memories when it comes to the stuff. A lot….but I guess…a few of the ones that always come to mind is…yeah…I can’t fly in it. I’m practically a bird but my wings don’t make the oils needed to make them water resistant. Pretty damn useless in a water fight. And the first time….the first time I met people like me..” He shifted a bit, before stopping once more. “Mutants. The first time. It wasn’t Scott and Rogue, it was Magneto. It just lead to the two. He knocked a little girl off the bridge i’d just saved a few people on. Straight into the water. I flew down after her, I didn’t care if I was afraid. It was winter, I knew she would die if I didn’t do something. And I got her out, it was cold, I was surprised I managed to pull my wings out, and everyone blamed me for it. I was so worried for her. So worried. I was dealing with being attacked by a mutant that seemed to want me dead or something and I didn’t know why, two strangers trying to help me, and a little girl that I couldn’t help blaming myself over. I guess it’s a stupid reason to hate it more but I just keep thinking of her, of the fact it almost took this little girl from her parents on Christmas. How cold it was” He shrugged. It sounded childish to him now that he thought about it. 

Tabby had always liked kids- especially Rachel- but she had never thought of herself as a mom. The thought hadn’t even flickered across her mind until that moment. But in that moment she thought about her own kids, of Rachel, of Franklin, of her own childhood and the little she knew of Warren’s. He was right- no kid deserved to grow up in the world that was building up around them. This anti-mutant world where someone as precious and sweet as Rachel would be hated, feared, and mistreated just because she wasn’t the same as everyone else. And to think of possibly one day having her own little family treated the same way. “No.” She said all of a sudden as if she was answering a question she hadn’t been asked. “It won’t turn out that way. Things will get better. People probably thought that the English would rule the colonies forever. Others probably thought the Civil War would never end and that the nation would be split in half. Or that the World War would be the end of days- especially the second time around. But all wars end, and  I have faith we can help bring this war to an end in our favor.”

Tabby didn’t know if it was her place to say what Duncan had done most recently- before the attacks on the mansion. After all it didn’t happen to her it happened to Jean. And she didn’t want to talk about it anyways because it reminded her too much of dark times of her own. She clenched her fist a little tighter. “I haven’t seen him myself since school but back then he was a big blonde dumb jock. Nothing special.” Her voice dark as she spoke about him, “His attack on the mansion wasn’t the only thing he had done recently. He- he attacked Jean personally. It was- it was awful.” Her voice trailed off and she was silent. Waiting for the conversation to move on.

Her heart sank for Warren. To see him remember as if he could see the little girl’s face right then and there. She wished there was something she could say to make him feel better- but she knew that must be such a hard thing to live with. “Warren you know it wasn’t your fault. And that little girl knows too. And she is 100% better now- because of you. You risked drowning to save her life. And I know for a fact you stayed by her bedside to make sure she was alright when she was in the hospital.” Long ago when she had very first met Warren she had asked Scott to tell her all he knew about the winged mutant. Scott at the time didn’t know too much outside of missions- but Tabby must have had him tell her that story about the little girl a dozen times. “Warren to that little girl you really were a Christmas Angel.” She wanted to get up off the edge of the bed and wrap her arms around him, but she was lucky enough that he was opening up, she didn’t want to risk him stopping by making him feel wrapped up.

thewhitewingedangel:

“What are we suppose to do? Fight it forever? Every night I go on those streets I see people like me and you, wanting to just live there lives. Being killed or attacked for being born and I just can’t grasp the idea of how. Or why there’s nothing we can do. It hit so close to home when we lost one of our own. The fact that it can easily be one of us, me or you. Just….I wish there was more I could do. Something. Anything. Fighting a battle like this, forever. It’ll only go two ways. Either the one side will win, the one that makes us all registrar. And then gathers us up like monsters and feeds us to whatever they please. Or the one that is against it and people continue to hate us forever. The middle ground is getting darker or lighter as time passes and the grey in between is dropping with more attacks and more developments” He wasn’t sure if he was rambling to just get the thoughts out of his head, or just get the weight of his thoughts off his mind and shared with someone he cared about. To get her input on it all, he was positive something reassuring would come from her. 

He did laugh when she mentioned his Dad, and changing, or even slowly down. “My father will always have the motivation to stop mutants as long as I continue to be me. As long as there’s an us. Even if all this chaos stops, he was messing with mutants long before. It’s all just a bunch of science-y medical stuff I can’t read to save my life. Jean’s the only one who can even read a medical text book as far as I know and recite it” It wasn’t so much he didn’t trust Tabby with the information, he just didn’t even know what it was himself. Jean seemed like the closest answer of people he trusted that could read it. And it wasn’t like any of them weren’t intelligent. Jean was just high up in the fields of science. “He’s still got that Duncan guy Jean mentioned on his payroll, but I never see him when I’m there, which is weird. I don’t trust my Dad. I never will. He’s up to something and I hate not knowing what. I’m just hoping he leaves Xavier’s be for awhile. They’ve dealt with enough as it is” Ollie was dozing off from the repeated motions of his scratching, warming Warren’s feet up from where he’d fallen. The blonde snorted at his girlfriends comment.

“I think I’m losing my mind. Or maybe I am if I was driven out into the disgusting rain. It was nice to wash my wings and all, but there not made for water” He made a face, they were still damp from his adventure out into the grass. 

“Warren…” She sighed and her shoulders drooped a little. She looked at him with sympathetic eyes, “You do more than most- more than you give yourself credit for. You put your life on the line everyday and are constantly trying to think of what could make things better- no one could ask more of you. And even if the worse comes to pass- and things don’t get better- you don’t have to go it alone. You have me, and the X-men; our friends. As long as we have them and each other to be by our sides then we already have more than most. But I’m sure things will get better- things will change Warren. I can feel it.”

Tabby’s fists clenched tight at the mention of Duncan. She even had a quiet snarl build up in the back of her throat, “Well- I can’t deny that that’s a bad sign. But hopefully what ever Jean finds out will give us a leg up on his plans and we can beat him to the punch. And maybe I’ll get to beat Duncan to a pulp.” She was comforted quite a bit at being told the files were medical and science related. Sure enough she wouldn’t have been able to help with that- and Jean was the best choice next to Hank.

“Is that why you hate water, Warren? Because you can’t fly in it?” 

redxsoul:

Jean laughed listening to him ramble about the rain and there path, as well as Tabby’s enthusiastic reply, and Warren’s confirmation. “Hey I have Nishi remember? He paws at my face until I pay attention to him every morning, if not mine, he’s going at biting Scott’s nose or hands until he can get to my face, or just to bother him. I’m sure Ollie will be a nice break from that” She laughed, she was excited though. Spending around Tabby would be good for her. “Hey now you did not just call yourself boring. Warren you have wings. And your girlfriend can make mini explosives with her hands. Your best friends with a guy who fires optic blasts and a telepathic/telekentic ginger with a child from the future. Some normalcy is good in ones life okay?” She was excited to relax. And everything Warren said sounded really pleasant. 

A lot of the chaos at the mansion was about the attacks, everything going on, rebuilding the Siren’s. The Avengers, the reveal of Captain America being alive, or at least that’s what Scott told her. It was all a lot, and she was looking for some R&R with her best friend. 

When Jean replied that way to Warren’s words it made Tabby realize just how lucky she was to get to live such a ‘normal’ life compared to most mutants. I mean after all isn’t that what’s been driving the world mad lately? All these horrid crimes against mutants? And yet here Tabby was damn near forgetting that she was one of those people because it was just second nature to her. She had never felt ‘different’ really- she had spent so many years at the mansion after all where someone was always using their powers for something. So to get to think now about how she got to just lounge around at home with her amazing boyfriend and the worlds craziest dog made a smile spread across her face. She didn’t say much the rest of the way home, but once they were inside and settling down she brought Jean in the bedroom to find something she could borrow to sleep in.

She handed Jean some comfy clothes and showed her a room she could change in and sleep in. She waited anxiously on the couch for her friend to join her to watch TV. While she waited she turned to look at her boyfriend. She smirked and walked over to him, looking up a little to see his eyes. 

“Hey- nice crime fighting out there hero.” She reached up on her tippy toes to give him a kiss before going back to sit on the couch. Tonight was turning out to be a good night. 

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