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Thread: Return to Sender ((CLOSED))

RE Return to Sender Kiroz LD He smiled as soon as she answered she had the same face that did not changed. His heart felt like it was going to explode, like it was going to beat so fast that it was going to rip through his chest. The embrace was something that he did not expected, he did not moved afraid that she would vanish, that her face was simply an illusion something that his mind conjured. The kiss drove all his doubts away, it was her. The kiss has a way of identifying people, a way to know how much they cared or loved each other. He kissed her back, he did not wanted to leave her embrace, he felt safe for the first time in five years. His knees began to falter, he did not had the strength he used to have, they did quite a number on him. I was dead for a long time I thought I was dead myself they held me hostage for five years even when they declared me MIA I was alive in a small cell somewhere. Some little voice called for her mother and his eyes instantly looked down at her, she had a daughter. Smiling at the very young woman he noticed another man with her, the worst fears he had came true, she had moved on. Not really wanting to say anything and just wanting to talk to her he walked inside behind her and sat down on a couch. How could he move on? How could he find another woman other than her to keep on living. Reaching on his pocket he took out a very small photo of Noelle, the photo was all messed up and clearly it was old. His hand shook as he looked at the photo with a smirk on his face, the photo was only her face but it was her face the only thing that kept him with hope. Hhereyou saved my life more times that I can count with that picture he smiled and handed her the photo. I am glad you moved on Noe, I am really glad you found somebody to protect you. I see you have a daughter now, I am glad you do he smiled obviously giving a fake one. He was cursing himself inside his mind, he wanted to punch the guy on the face but this wasnt his home, not anymore. Taking a long deep breath to calm himself he sighed and pulled out a small paper with the number of a safe deposit box and a key. Here you go I knew that you must had moved on and I wanted to give you this. This will be enough to give you and your daughter a good life.
Thread: Return to Sender ((CLOSED))

RE Return to Sender Kiroz LD Her eyes softened as he spoke, her eyes moved to Jim and she felt so bad that Michael had to see him. This was his home too, she bought it with the idea that he'd be the one living here with her. Jim didn't live here, something she wasn't going to clear up, it'd come out sooner or later when he headed home. Taking the photo she stood at his side, NO, you keep it... I gave that to you so long ago... She stared at her smiling face, it was her senior picture. Her eyes flashed with something like regret when she looked at him again, he'd mentioned that she'd moved on, it was a lie. She took the paper and key, What's.... Her blue eyes flitted about his face erratically. Don't do this Michael... don't pay me and leave. I want.... Her tears choked her soft words out and left her speechless. She wanted him to stay, for both of them. Little footsteps were heard rushing down the wooden hallway toward them. Mommy! Noelle wiped the tears away and took a deep breath, how could she make them all understand. Michelle... can Michael and I share a snack with you? She asked moving to the fridge and removing the milk. At the little girls nod, she bent and retrieved a sipper cup and a small plastic plate. Two glass plates and glass cups joined it on the counter before she sent the little girl running for cookies from the pantry. Jim stood silent at the mouth of the hall, not wanting to intrude but also wanting to save his family, his? She was as much his as she was this other guys, he sucked in a deep breath of air. Babe... I'm gonna go, you two have some catching up and well I don't think I should be in the way. He pressed a kiss to the side of her head, Call me when you can, we'll talk. He stepped away , gave a nod to Michael and was out the door and on his way to his own apartment across town. It was almost a sigh of relief when Jim left, almost as it should be. She smiled at him as she poured the milk, the little one at her side counting out cookies onto plates. One.. twooooo, F-ree... Beaming a smile his way before rushing to put them up again. The paper and key burning a hole in her pocket, guilt eating at her chest. She lifted the tray, This way, come on Chelle. The girl scrambled ahead of them in a pink flash as she rushed ahead to pull out her doll house and play while she ate her cookies. I am glad you came, really... I've not moved on, fully. The ring lay on the table in it's box next to the tray. She pulled the paper and key out and lay them on the table next to the box. Her eyes moved over their daughter, She'll be five next month, so smart... just like her daddy. She sat on the couch and bit into her cookie. What must he think of her?
Thread: Return to Sender ((CLOSED))

RE Return to Sender Kiroz LD Michelle, that name resounded with him, almost like his own Michael. Staying in place he looked at the mother taking care of her daughter which caused Michael to grin, they were both alike. Still she had a boyfriend now and he was indeed intruding on her life a little bit too much. He sighed as the guy left, he did not lived with her which was good and she still havent placed the ring on her finger also good. He walked with her to the kitchen and sat down on a free chair as he watched her give milk to the kid. Six?... his eyes went wide as he looked at Michelle once again. Six years ago was the best night of his life, the moonlight... the back of his car it was all too perfect. They did not used protection because of the heat of the night but what if. Cant be. Is she?.... the question remained on the air but he was sure that Noelle knew the rest of the question. Did he had a daughter? His heart was pounding as he knew exactly why God did not allowed him to die just yet he needed to take care of his daughter. He walked up to her and smiled at the young girl, Hello I am Michael, I am afriend of your moms. Michael smiled at the young girl as she sipped from the milk cup and then looked up at Noelle. He wasnt sure if the kid knew who her father was so he did not wanted to screw things up more than what they were already. He sat once again on the chair trying to take it all in as he looked outside. Did he had the right to come back to her life after all the years he was gone?. Did he even had the right to see Noelle at all?. He was sure the healing scars all over his body told a story but would she stick with him after seeing them?. Sorry it was short, did not knew what else to post
Thread: Return to Sender ((CLOSED))

RE Return to Sender Kiroz LD Noelle watched his eyes go wide, she knew he was remembering that magical night in the backseat of his car. Closing her eyes, she was there in that moment again tears spilling over her cheeks as they made love and she reached her moment of bliss. The tears because of her knowing it was perfect. He always made her feel perfect. She never said anything about the lack of protection, they had before and been fine. Though she almost wished they had once she found out. So scared and alone. His next went unfinished, it wasn't needed. She couldn't even nod. Her shaking hands grasped her cup and drank deeply of the milk in her cup. Watching as father talked to daughter for the first time. Her daughters blue eyes flitted up to him and then glanced her way. So innocent and young, the girl smiled at him. Both watching as he moved back to his chair. Michelle stared at him thoughtfully, she knew who her dad was. Her mommy gave her a picture. This man looked familiar but her young mind couldn't process why. Hi Michael. Noelle watched them, the small interaction made her smile. She watched Michelle stood, disappeared and brought back a silver framed photo. Swallowing hard she knew the picture was of Michael in his uniform. His eyes were bright, his face clean shaven and looking so young. My daddy wears that too... She said softly, her big blue eyes searching his face as she turned the photo to him. Did you know my daddy? You smile the same... Her observation had her touching his face gently, turning his head to search his eyes. Noelle wasnt sure what to do, let alone what to say. These two people were on the verge of something so big, it threatened to take her breath away. She wondered what Michelle was thinking.
Thread: Return to Sender ((CLOSED))

RE Return to Sender Kiroz LD He smiled as the kid came back towards him and began inspecting his face. He stood there dumbfounded trying to search for the right words to say to his daughter. When her small hands touched his face he remained still as to not scare her. She let him touch whatever he wanted and then smiled Wwell sweetheart I am your daddy. He tried to search for the right words to say but he could not say anything as tears began to flow down his cheek. I am so sorry I wasnt here sweetheart I promise that I will never leave you again. I promise that I will protect you and take care of you forever he hugged her tightly but not enough to hurt her or do any damage to her small little body. Oh my god I cannot believe how big you are he smiled letting her go and looked at Noelle and just trying to find the right words. He felt the need to give his daughter something, anything. He looked at his uniform and smirked, grabbing a single medal that was hanging on his uniform and placing it on her small little hands. Take this whenever you are sad or angry hold this in your hand and it will give you courage, you will be able to face anything. With this in your hand you will know that I am always watching you, always taking care of you even if I am not in the same room. He kissed the girls forehead and smiled at Noelle. His mouth was dry as he held his hands out to see if she wanted him to carry her or something like that.
Thread: Return to Sender ((CLOSED))

RE Return to Sender Kiroz LD Noelle watched as Michelle's eyes went wide. The blue irises standing out on her little face. The little one looked to her mother for some assurance, that this was the truth being told by the stranger. Giving her daughter a little nod she could only lift her hands to wipe her tears away. Michelle moved closer to him, her sipper cup on the floor with the long forgotten cookies. She wrapped her arms around him. It's okay D-Daddy... you were dead, but you are back now. She lifted her hands and wiped his tears away. I'm almost five, I'm not a baby no more. She kissed his cheek gently and tilted her head when he handed her the medal. Noelle smiled back at him, wanting to curl up at his side and hold them both. She heard her heart beat in her ears and wiped her face. Watching in fascination as their daughter climbed up in his arms. Make it stick to my jama's Daddy. The little girl beamed up at him. Can you tuck me in every night? She smiled up at him. Noelle moved to the toys and cleaned them up before handing the cup and cookies to the little girl. She wanted to know the answer as much as the little girl. She found her mouth almost forming the sentence, if I asked nicely would you tuck me in every night too.
Thread: Return to Sender ((CLOSED))

RE Return to Sender Kiroz LD He smiled as the girl seemed to react well to him and was even braver than he ever was. YYes I was dead but I am back, back to protect you the both of you. He looked at her climb up his arm and rest on top of his thigh, Stick? Oh yeah sure baby. He grabbed the medal and attached it to her top, There, it is pointy so be sure to ask mommy to take it out and attach it to any other thing you want. Her next question took him out the loop, how could he possibly answer that?. It was one thing that he was visiting but to do that he would need to come at least every night to tug her in. Mmmm I am not sure, I do promise you something you will see me quite a lot from now on he grinned kissing the forehead of the little girl and moving his hand over her face like the Face off movie. He grinned looking at Noelle and smiled, I love you both so much.. He laughed out loud and took grabbed the cookies and the cup before standing up with the girl on his hands and placing her on top of his shoulders. Like the view? he had her secured on his hands clearly he wasnt about to let her go. He laughed out loud and then got an idea, Hey Noelle baby we do need to talk. He smiled placing the girl on the ground again and looking down at her, At least I can tug you in tonight, hurry up and go to your room I will be there soon. He smiled and approached Noelle doing the same motion with his hand on her face I will answer all of your questions later. He smiled and looked at Noelle almost asking permission to go to his own daughters room.
Thread: Return to Sender ((CLOSED))

RE Return to Sender Kiroz LD Chelle smiled as he stuck it to the front of her pajama top, her small fingers tracing over it and staring up at him. Innocent eyes flitted back and forth between her parents, she didn't plan on losing either after all that she had been through before. She giggled as he lifted her to his shoulders, a small hand lifted up to touch the ceiling. Leaning over she kissed the man on his forehead, Love you too Daddy, I missed you. Noelle watched them, her daughter holding onto his chin because she was scared, but leaning down and kissing the stranger, trusting in him enough to know he was who he said he was. Her heart ached at the question. She wanted him to stay to, she had a spare bedroom... but would he stay? Better yet, could he stay and she leave him alone? She stay seated on the couch watching them. Happy that he'd be around but sad that things were this way instead of being with him, she was with another. Her eyes met his and held, she loved him too. Sure, she may have said it to Jim but that didn't mean it was a lie. I love you too... both of you so very much. She said holding back another stream of tears. Noe nodded at him, he was right, they did. Watching as Chelle took off down the hall giggling she rose. His hand came over her face and she kissed the palm tenderly. That's fine, She whispered up to him. Swallowing hard she wrapped her arms around him, Stay... I have a spare room. I can keep her home from school and we can bond. She would have dropped to her knees and begged him, but she knew it wouldn't do any good. Having once fit in his soft spot she knew now it could possibly be a tight fit. She bit her lip as she felt her tears soaking into his uniform jacket. The soft pitter patter of feet was heard in the hall, but she couldn't find the will power to let him go just yet. Yea, family hug! She wormed her way between them and hugged each of their legs. Silly doodle... hey, why not show daddy your room. I'll come in for kisses in a bit. She lifted and kissed his cheek before the little one was practically dragging him down the hall to her pink princess room. White bunk beds decorated like a castle on top, all of her stuffed animals were laying in disarray up there, two shelves sat full of books with a lamp on the top decorated like a princesses hat. A rainbow with clouds were painted on the wall. There were several framed pictures on the top shelf, one of him and Noelle together and a few different shots of him made into a collage as well as the little silver framed picture of him. Toys were in bins on a wall and a huge handmade wooden doll house stood in the corner. The worker that built it was his own father. The little girl wiggled under the covers, a big purple comforter, and snuggled down against her pillow. She cuddled a worn looking unicorn as she smiled up at him widely. You don't have to read me a story... unless you want to. She yawned, her little mouth stretching wide.
Thread: Return to Sender ((CLOSED))

RE Return to Sender Kiroz LD He hugged the woman back and noticed her crying, she did miss him as well. Smiling he kissed her head softly before looking down at his daughter being silly again. Grinning he looked at her as she seemed to want him to follow her to the room. Taking a deep breath he followed his daughter leaving Noelle alone so she could recover. He walked inside her room and was clearly impressed by all his photos. Taking the silver framed photo he smiled as he remembered that day. Placing the photo back he sat down next to her and smiled. I dont know how to make stories however there was a song that a friend of mine sang one time. It is a song that will protect you when you are in danger just sing it. He kissed her forehead and softly began to sing, if there was anything he was proud of even before going to war was that he had a good singing voice. He looked down at her as he grabbed her hand gently and began drawing a heart with his finger. She began to slowly fall asleep which made him grin. Finally reaching for her forehead he gently kissed her and covered her Good night my butterfly. He smirked and walked out of the room trying to not allow his leg to do any noise that could wake her up. Finally he reached for the living room and sighed, She is out.. Sorry it was very short I am having writers block
Thread: X-Men: Invasion (Chiaroscuro/Jamie_The_Brown)

Like many alien invasions, this one came unannounced. The ships simply appeared, as if from nowhere, and soon Earth's heroes found themselves pressed from all fronts. Paris, London, Rome, Tokyo, Washington...all were forced to weather the storm. And yet, as always, the heart of the matter was in New York. It was in New York that the largest and grandest ship had set down. It was in New York that the strongest warriors had appeared, a legion of deadly, implacable foes. And yet it was there that some of Earth's greatest defenders lived. As the battle raged, one group found themselves making their way deep into the bowels of the flagship, hoping to put an end to the invasion by cutting off its head. The room which they entered was massive, cathedral-like, made of some alien substance that resembled neither stone nor metal - but a bit of both. The walls seemed to stretch upward, on and on, a vaulted ceiling barely visible in the dim red lighting that came from small globes set into the walls at intervals. At the opposite side of the room was a large, high-backed chair, turned away from the door. Panels seemed to hover in the air before it, some showing the battle outside, others showing different parts of the world. As they entered a voice rang out, deep and ominous and full of scorn. I've gathered some of the greatest warriors in the galaxy. In my name they've made cities burn and worlds tremble. A short pause. And yet somehow, they can't seem to stop a bunch of human women from wandering my ship at will. A gauntleted hand appeared, and the screens disappeared. The chair whirled around to reveal a being much like the many others they'd fought on their way in pale, lurid blue skin burning red eyes a head completely free of hair, not even on his heavy, bone-reinforced brow. And yet while the rest were of ordinary height, this one was a giant, easily a good seven feet tall. And he was clad in a suit of futuristic black armor far more ornate and imposing than any of the rest. Perhaps I'll have a use for you after all.
Thread: Trust the Good Doctor [T-Howell and skittish_butterfly]

The doctor listened to the girl as she told him it wasn't necessarily her last dream but the last one she remembered. Of course, it would be rude of me if I were to have you describe dreams you don't remember. He joked as he looked over at her while she started to describe it. He was glad to hear that it was a bit of an odd dream since that would give him plenty of reason to use it against her if need be. He leaned back in his chair and shut his eyes so he was able to picture the dream as she described it. Klayton's best skill as a therapist was his ability to empathize with a patient. To be able to put himself in their shoes. He was able to find a way to put himself into his patients shoes and then think of what he would do in their situation and that allowed him to solve their problems. It also made him an expert at manipulation which he used to his advantage in small ways in the past. He was never given a speeding ticket because he was able to get the cop on his side so easily and he never failed a class in school because he was able to talk his teachers out of it at any point. So he listened to the girl's dream and smirked as she talked about watching an older man going into a portapotty. That was definitely a bit weird and he smirked as she talked about her bikini. This would not be too difficult. He was eager to talk to her about her dream once she finished talking about it. He was also picturing the young beautiful woman in a bikini since that was quite the pleasant mental image. She was gorgeous and she probably looked terrific in a bikini. He then shook that image out of his head and focused on her dream as she talked about it. Once she got to the end of her dream he smiled at her and looked her up and down. Interesting. Was all he said for several moments as he formulated his plan of attack on her psyche. He looked up and down the couch to almost study her and then looked in her eyes at the end. I can certainly see some things in this dream that we'll need to delve into. But before we get into that was this the first time you had this dream? And do you remember what you were doing before you went to bed the night you had it? He asked her simple questions now to disarm her for the more heavy questions he would have to get into if he wanted to twist this therapy session. Also, just out of curiosity, what is your relationship with your boyfriend Patrick like? Is it serious, or is it the usual college romance. He asked her this to try and establish both what his role in the dream was, and if she would be able to stay out at his office for long period's of time without her boyfriend getting concerned. Dr. King was a decent man, but he was also bored and an expert manipulator. Which certainly made for some interesting ideas running through his head. He was getting a bit less decent by the day and it sort of felt like this girl would speed that up a little bit. sorry this one's fairly short