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PostPosted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 8:00 pm


I want you to get you to trust me...


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"Of course I had a reason!" he blurted, voice sharper than he'd intended - not that he could possibly think of such things consciously at this moment, but it would always be a rare thing for him to speak that way to Taranieth.

"The man was at least twice our age - perhaps a couple of years older than I am now - God that thought makes me sick-!"
Patrick fought down the nausea, hand pressed to his mouth as though that would help as he took shallow breaths.

"A-as you probably guessed, I never let Adrian out of my sight ten years ago - I-I can't say to the day, b-but roughly - unless forced, a-and we went to see the 'Doctor' together," he spat the title that was supposed to be respectful.

Patrick curled in on himself, clutching his stomach as he felt it heave again, voice turning to a whisper. "He hid it well, the b*****d. None of the parents watched him - all content to trust him, though he'd just moved here.
They didn't see - my sister even wanted to marry him, she was so infatuated! She was almost of an age, not as young as - as Adrian..."


For a minute he couldn't continue, glaring at the wall. "I was the only one who saw. I tried to mention it, but I didn't understand much except that Adrian - no child - should be alone with him.
And I think he realised I knew. But - I couldn't prove anything, and I couldn't even explain it so they'd know what I meant..."


Patrick wasn't finished, but the image of his mother gently telling him that he didn't know what he was saying, the innocence on Adrian's face and that b*****d's eyes - all these things were making him too ill to speak.











... but how do I do that when I can't entirely trust myself...?
PostPosted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 1:56 pm


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I love you, you love me...

Within a few sentences, Taranieth had a pretty good idea of where this was going. His face was the epitome of revulsion. "If he had still been alive..." he snarled, "I wouldn't just kill him. A child! That's... simply... disgusting!"

But he wanted to know the rest. He hugged Patrick closer and kissed him on the forehead. "Tell me the rest?" he asked, locking his eyes with Patrick's.

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PostPosted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 4:46 pm


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Patrick nodded, Taran's reaction calming him enough to allow his mouth to open - at least he was believed.

"I-I was playing some game with Adrian, and he got a deep scratch, but he wouldn't let me go with him - he ran off, limping a bit but not slow enough: I was so terrified I tripped over something, a-and he got there before me."
He took a deep breath. "Nothing happened - I watched through a window that looks into the Doctor's patient room, and he knew I was there. B-but it made me realise I couldn't always be there to make sure nothing happened.
So I decided to break in - his house was adjacent to the 'surgery', and it was easy."


The young man smiled grimly even as his body trembled, voice a shaky whisper. "It was stupid, I know what could have happened if I'd been caught... but I was lucky. Lucky and desperate.
I searched his room and - found a book. He'd drawn a flower, with some name I can't remember and couldn't pronounce. But it said 'poisonous' underneath, with a number added.
I should have taken it with me - would have if I'd known then. But a sound made me jump, so I dropped it and it slid under the bed. Then I ran home."


Taking a deep breath, he smiled in a different way. "Mother used to worry about my getting home before dark back then and I got a fine scolding when I went through our front door.
But the next day I asked what 'poisonous' meant, and once I knew... it was easy. I'd make him ill - he hadn't done anything, and if he had then it would have seemed 'normal' - possibly when he had to 'examine' children for his 'job', and he'd touched more than necessary."

He gulped back more nausea at the image that had haunted him when he was waiting as a child to go into that particular 'Doctor's' surgery. Sleeping had been almost impossible back then what with those nightmares.

"Everyone seemed to get ill together - Sarah gave it to one of my sisters and then the other one got it, then Adrian and everyone else. So when he was busy and Adrian was safely with his mother, I went to find that book again - the notes might tell me how many flowers were used, and I needed to know how to make him sick, what the flower looked like.

But it wasn't where I dropped it or where I'd found it before. Then I looked at the tiny fireplace..."

Patrick paused, watching Taranieth as he fought for the strength not to throw up: the Fae man seemed to reassure him, and he needed to know that he was still believed despite no child having been hurt - to his knowledge at that point in the story...











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PostPosted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 11:09 am


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Taranieth's face ran through several versions of a grimace. At one point, his face began to match his eyes. There was a little bit of jealousy over Adrian, but it was mostly disgust at the man who called himself a doctor. It didn't even occur to him that Patrick could have been imagining things, or lying- he was consumed in the story.

He found himself squeezing Patrick closer to his chest by the minute. When he paused, Taranieth looked into his eyes again, willing him to go on.

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PostPosted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 4:38 pm


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Patrick nodded, uncertain as to whether he wanted to gaze back at Taranieth or stare at the floor as he continued. "There were... pages. They weren't all completely burned, some just on the corners, and the fire was out."
Patrick shook his head. "If I'd had time I would have picked them up and hid them, maybe handed them to an adult or something, but my mother was yelling for me so we could leave.

I went back the nex day, though. The book was back where it had been originally, but since it was closed I opened it to the first page..."


The young man shook his head. "All I really remember is how it started: 'I thought my only vice was being attracted to those of the same sex. All my life I'd wanted the boy next door. I thought I'd grow out of it - it wasn't the worst problem, afterall - but then... he grew up.
I stared at him when he wasn't watching, but my mind didn't change and the image of him in a 'position' of my choosing remained different, the person in it a decidedly small shadow.

The next thing I knew, something hurtled into my legs. The most gorgeous, delicious little boy, smiling with adorable sheepishness.

That 'shadow' had a name and face again...'"


Patrick slowly turned his head, eyes haunted as he forced air into his lungs. "N-not exactly word-for-word, I don't think but - but I couldn't read the rest, because I would have run, left the book without knowing how to stop him.
So I skipped the other side of that page - I knew it was written on as well - to find the right flower. Then I left to get the flower.
Hours later - he'd written what conditions the flower n-needed, but it was hard to find - I added the crushed plant to his food."


A weak smile sat on his lips. "I distracted him by banging on the window, then when he'd left - but I couldn't stay to get the book.
I still don't know if he burnt it all..."






... but how do I do that when I can't entirely trust myself...?


((How was that? >.<; not sure I pulled it off, but I hope it made sense...
and yes, the new Doc DOES have that diary, so if Taran could be so obliging as to set out to prove Patrick wasn't to blame for the Doctor's death, I'd be much obliged. >.>;
Ie, the journal has more info that ten-year-old Patrick didn't read/understand/notice. xD)
PostPosted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 4:05 am


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Taranieth sighed. "Well, though really, Patrick, do you realize it might have been that he never did a thing? Imagination is perfectly harmless, you know." he said. "Not that I blame you at all, I would most likely have done the same, but... he didn't seem to be doing anything. Yet. However... thank you. For telling me. I wonder, what is the flower?"

He asked, because he had a sneaking suspicion. And if his sneaking suspicion proved correct, then Patrick had very little to do with killing the former Doctor.

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((Basically, either A- the flower is harmless, only another part contains enough toxins or, more likely, B- it has a strong taste/smell, the doctor definitely noticed.))

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PostPosted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 7:09 pm


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Patrick slumped, curling into himself and trying not to touch Taran.
"You... don't believe me either, do you? I couldn't pronounce the flower's name, I don't have the half-burnt pages or the book, and I don't even have the page on which I wrote what I just quoted." he whispered, trembling.

"I know I did something terrible, but I couldn't wait for him to 'do' anything when he would have turned on Adrian first!" He muttered fiercely, hands over his head to hide himself from Taranieth.





... but how do I do that when I can't entirely trust myself...?
PostPosted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 12:53 pm


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Taranieth very gently tugged Patrick's arms away from his face. "Patrick." he said, slowly. "I want you to listen to me very carefully. I do not blame you. I do not doubt you." he said.

"And here's the reason." he added, and kissed him. "I love you. And if someone was going to hurt you, I would do anything- anything at all- to stop them. Including lying, killing, turning into a human, I would do it. You loved Adrian. So of course, of course, you would do anything to protect him."

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PostPosted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 1:06 pm


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Tears poured down Patrick's face, yet he believed Taranieth and managed a nod before he collapsed into the Faery man's arms with loud sobs.

"So relieved...mmble...didn't want to be...mmble...knew I wouldn't...mmble...thank you...mmble..."
In there was another couple of confessions and fears, but that was garbled during the sobbing.





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PostPosted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 1:16 pm


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The fae man tugged Patrick up and cuddled him, letting the tears fall, warm and wet, on his shoulder. He kissed, very slowly, Patrick's neck. "Hush, my darling. I'm here." he murmured. "You're safe. That man is gone. Dead. he can't harm you or Adrian or anyone else you love. Ssshhh."

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PostPosted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 1:50 pm


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After a short while, Patrick sniffled to a halt and bit his lip as he looked up into Taranieth's face. "Taran... thank you. I k-know my words didn't make sense just now, b-but I'll repeat them later when - when I've calmed down a bit... they are important, but - can we just cuddle for now - o-or do you have something you have to be doing?"
Partrick sniffled again, sounding pathetic and feeling guilty that it now sounded like he was trying to trip the Faery into staying with him.

"If you do have s-something else you ought to be doing, please promise to tell me. I'll be fine..." He smiled, nodding.
He was still fragile, yet underneath - not hidden - was the confirmation of what he said: he'd confronted these things himself before and walked away with the upperhand (no matter how slight). Telling Taran would help, but only to make sure he understood his new mate better.





... but how do I do that when I can't entirely trust myself...?














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PostPosted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:53 am


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"I thought I told you that I'd do anything to ensure you weren't hurt. I am not going to break my word so easily, Patrick." Taranieth reproved him, though it was gentle. "I know that fool of a love of yours treated you like... well, treated you badly, but it's about time you got to know what it feels like to be truly loved."

"There is nothing I ought to be doing more than holding you until you're happy again."
he finished, and kissed the human on the forehead for good measure.

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PostPosted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 10:54 am


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Patrick smiled shakily. "Silly, I wasn't accusing you of hurting me..." he mumbled, nuzzling his head into Taranieth's chest as his eyes closed.

The boy felt peaceful, as though he were drifting into a light sleep. Then a small frown appeared, his mouth opening without direction from his brain. "Though I suppose I do have somewhere I ought to be... not that I want to play, but they definitely make me feel better..."
The whispered words were slightly incoherent, yet a smile accompanied them as his eyes remained closed and he fell into a calm sleep.





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PostPosted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 11:22 am


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Taranieth waited a long time, but then decided it was too dangerous to keep the boy here. He carried him carefully home and vanished through the open window.

Thus Patrick was woken by his mother's angry yells to get his butt out of bed already.

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PostPosted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 11:56 am


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Patrick blinked and pushed down a wave of loneliness and disappointment that he was back in his own bed alone.
After a moment, he got out of bed and went to answer his mother's summons. "Mother?"




... soon we shall be tied together.

















I have to look after the humans...


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Isabella Grantham pushed her hair back behind her ear with a scowl. She had patients to see, documents to sort out and probably a lesson to arrange - she owned Patrick one for that circus, even if she was looking after his 'babies' as well!



...but why am I doing this favour again?


((Cue Taran to go see the female doc.))
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