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 Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2014 10:20 pm
xxxxxxI get ❛》xxxcarried away xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCARRIED ``★xxxxAWAY FROM YOU xxxxxand i'm ▬▬▬hoping and i'm ↷ praying xxxxxxxxxxxxxCause I'm sorry ◝✦⋮ sorry about that⇣⁴xxxxxxxxx♛ Sorry about xxxx▲❛ xxxxthe things that I °◞saidxxxxxx█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ xx █ █ █ █ █ █ xx █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ xx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ALWAYS xxx LET xxx IT xxx GET xxx TO xxx MY xxx HEAD Sam watched as Logan stepped forward and grabbed her fists, fixing her problem. Then, he showed a fine example of how to throw a punch rather than flinging the arm forward to rely on the wrist like how she was doing earlier. "Well, in my defense, I am in my underwear," teased Sam with a wide grin on her face. Propping her hands back up, she parted her feet so that she was in a some-what fighting position. Reminder: she's a singer, not a fighter. She's relying on her knowledge from what she seen on TVs. "My dad once said when I was little to strike first and strike fast," Sam said, throwing punches again, but they were still soft. They could barely make a dent on Logan. Sam let out a small giggle, turning them to where her back was to the couch and he wasn't. Then, she threw another punch, but still wasn't effective.
After wrapping her leg around the back of one of his knees, she pushed him down to the ground. Not hard, not fast, but in a way where she fell with him. She let out a small, playful scream before she collided on top of Logan. She lifted her head up to let out a laugh that was aching her belly for a while, holding herself up by her hands on the ground underneath Logan. When looking back down, her laugh settling down into a smile, she looked at Logan. She took him in. The way his lips form when they were grinning. The way his eyes sparkle whenever he looked at her like as if they were in some movie. How his black hair spiked up in whatever messy state they preferred. The small stubble on his face that Sam loved running her hand through. He was just absolutely perfect. "So the criminal fell for the singer," whispered Sam, brushing a thumb over his lips as she continued to be atop of him. Her legs were on either side of him so that she was straddling him easily.
Aaron stayed like that for a moment, disbelief at who just called him. His dad. The ******** maniac who took his childhood away from him and murdered what was left of his temper. Aaron was a patient kid until his father pushed him to his limits. When Aaron left and joined the police force, he never thought that he would have to see his dad again and let him wound him again. Hearing his voice again, telling Aaron that they need to talk, it was like he was rubbing salt on his wounds again. And Aaron folded into the pressure. He only had his dad in his life now, the only family he had left. So instead of telling him to go ******** himself, Aaron told him to call him back later.
Ana's scream caught him off guard though. He waited at first, seeing if perhaps it was just his head throbbing and he was hearing things. But then she let out a blood curdling scream and Aaron basically lunge off the couch. He ran for her room and threw the doors open, only to hear them not thud against the walls that they could've. He gripped at the doors tightly, seeing Ana upright in her bed and clenching to the sheets that covered her body. Walking towards her, Aaron let out a sigh through his nostrils. Sitting at the edge of the bed, he reached out and took one of her hands in his. "Ana, it's alright.. It's just a dream.. I promise you, Marshall won't ever get past me without broken legs. The next time I see him, it's going to be another level of Hell." Aaron was so sure. And it was scary at how positive he was at that he was going to make sure Marshall lives through pain and torture. Be it in the hands of Aaron or in the arms of prison. "I'm here, Ana," he assured.
ooc :: Aaron's outfit || Samantha's outfit ||
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
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THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !!  x 
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Posted: Sat Feb 08, 2014 3:41 pm
  Ana didn't hear Aaron rush into her room, the blood was pounding in her ears and she was shaving like a leaf. Flinching when Aaron grabbed one of her hands, her eyes darted instantly to their hands. Starring at them for what felt like hours, Ana raised her gaze to stare at Aaron "Please don't make me sleep anymore..... I'm scared" she chocked out. Ana never admitted she was scared, not to just anyone. But even though she wanted to curse, kick and run from Aaron, she couldn't. Somethings about him made her calm, made everything easier. Ana felt her stomach rumble, she looked down and starred for a while before gripping Aaron's hand tighter. Looking around her room, she jumped when her phone went off, cutting the silence in the room. Reaching into her pocket with a shaking hand, she read the caller i.d and tossed the phone to the floor. Not caring if it broke, she turned back to Aaron with fear in her eyes. "I need to stay awake" she uttered as she stood and walked out of the room.
Ana poured herself another cup of coffee, her hands were shaking badly so she made a huge mess. Grabbing something to clean it all up, she grabbed the pot and placed it in the sink. Turning around she hit her hip against the corner of the table and let out a sharp gasp of pain. Walking towards the couch, she set the cup down and looked around frantically. Ana walked back into the kitchen and grabbed something from under the sink, she was walking back to the couch when she slipped and fell face first to the ground. A large thud sounded throughout the small hotel room and her phone skidded towards the other side of the room. Ana groaned and touched her head 'Blood?' she thought as she felt and saw the warm, red liquid on her finger tips. She thought it was probably from the scorching shower that burned off at least three layers of skin. sitting up Ana stood and felt dizzy, her vision blurred slightly as she fell back against something. Warm, tall and it held her close.
Trying to get her eyes to adjust, Ana looked up and for the slightest moment she saw Marshal. Pushing away from Aaron she fell back against the side of the couch "No!" she yelled. Ana looked up to see Aaron and blinked a few times "Where's Marshal?" she asked looking around the room once again, panic attacking her every cell and taking over her mind. She felt the blood tickle down her head, but she didn't feel the wound, nor the pain. Getting up again, Ana staggered before falling once more against Aaron. Gripping his shirt, she tried to steady herself and failed. Feeling Aaron's strong arms around her, she felt relaxed. It was strange. Leaning slightly into him, Ana rested her head against his shoulder, suddenly, the weight of everything hit her. She really was exhausted, her head ached now, more than a simple head ache, her skin was itchy and she felt more dizzier. "I.... I feel dizzy" she whispered softly.
watched Sam jump around and raise her fists, attacking and laughing half the time. Hearing her words, Logan nodded and was about to make a comment when he fell backwards and was on the ground in seconds. It didn't hurt, in fact it was a soft fall. Letting out a laugh himself, Logan looked up at Sam and grinned. Reaching a hand up towards her face to lightly stroke his thumb across it, hearing her words he nodded, a little sad "Yes he did..." Logan whispered lightly. Leaning up to give her a kiss, Logan wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. Leaning back he sighed and moved a few stray strands of hair behind her ear "I need to make a quick phone call" he said as he reach into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He knew that now wasn't the time, but even he had matters to attend to. "So stay right here" he said, flicking her nose playfully.
Logan dailed for Ana and waited, hearing the phone ring, he waited for a few moments longer. Hearing her voicemail he sighed and waited for the beep "It's Logan, Call me back as soon as you get this" he said harshly into the phone before hanging up and tossing it onto the couch, shrugging "Oh well" he said as he re-wrapped his arms around Sam and fell back against the ground "You know.." he said as he traced his fingers lightly up her arm "I quite like this position" he teased with a boyish grin that showed his white teeth. Placed his other hand behind his head, Logan let his hand fall towards Sam's thigh, tracing small circle atop it, starring at his hand as it worked their way up and down slowly her thigh. Lifting his gaze up to hers, he smile softly "You are so amazing Samantha Wesson, I don't know how in the world I was ever so lucky to find you and have you for myself" he said softly, leaning up and placing a soft kiss on her lips.
Ana's Outfit || Logan's Outfit || Ana's Car || Logan's Car ||
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Posted: Sat Feb 08, 2014 10:18 pm
  All you women who want a man of the __ str➸eets ▪▪ ☠
xxx ( ☠ ) xBUT YOU DON*T KNOW : w h i c h x w a y x y o u x w a n n a x t u r n xx」
↓ JUST KEEP A COMING AND PUT YOUR ◞ !HAND OUT TO ME
Cause I*M THE ONE: WHO*S` GONNA MAKE YOU ▬▬ BURN ▬▬
xxxxxi*m like little ➸ evil I ➸ - - get UNDER↓ your skin
xxxJUSTxxxLIKExxxAxxxBOMBxxxTHAT*SxxxREADYxxxTOxxxBLOWxxx!! Aaron noted how Ana reacted when her phone started to ring and threw it away from her. Even when she had grown light headed and Aaron followed her out of the room. She was acting like she had seen Freddy Kruger, but then again, being touched roughly like that is enough to tell Aaron that it sucked. He walked slowly towards her, but she had pushed him away. As soon as she nearly collapsed to the ground, Aaron rushed towards her and picked her up towards the couch. There, she leaned into his touch and leaned her head on the corner of his neck. "You should get some sleep, Ana," murmured Aaron into her hair as he planted a kiss there. "You should get some shut eye." Aaron knew that it was the last thing that she wanted, but then he saw the blood from her forehead. "Ana, are you okay?" Aaron cupped her face to examine her face some more. "We gotta get you to the hospital." Aaron scooped her up in his arms so that she didn't have to walk herself.
When Aaron had reached his car, he set Ana down in the passenger seat and buckled her in. She seemed too dizzy for Aaron's comfort. Soon, Aaron was in the driver's side and driving down the road speeding. He didn't care about what cars honked at him as he zoomed past them; he wanted to get Ana somewhere safe. One hand was on the wheel while the other was gripping Ana's hand. "You gotta keep your eyes open for me, Ana," said Aaron, glancing towards her to make sure she hadn't fallen asleep, even if he told her to earlier. He hadn't noticed the mark so he was a bit wry now of what his next moves are. But he had to make sure that Ana was healthy.
Soon, Aaron had arrived at the hospital and instead of pulling into a parking space, he immediately pulled up in front of the building and jumped out of the driver's seat. With speed, he opened the passenger door and collected Ana in his arms once again. "Someone help me!" he shouted when he was inside the building. Ana seemed more dizzy now; Aaron grew worried. "Can I get someone?!" Aaron watched as someone came over, taking Ana away from Aaron on a gurney. Aaron stepped forward to follow Ana, but a nurse came up to place a hand on Aaron's chest to stop him. "We're gonna have to ask you some questions," said the woman while Aaron's eyes was set on Ana's leaving body.
Sam let out a light laugh when Logan commented that he needed to make a quick call. Now? But seeing as he was reaching into his pockets to grab his phone, Sam stuck her tongue out at him in a goofy way. Before she could get up to give him privacy, he only flicked at her nose, telling her to stay right there. So she did. She leaned her head down to where they were resting on her hands, which were on top of Logan's chest. Hearing the tone of his voice, even feeling it under her palm which was cool, but Sam felt her brows furrow together. Logan seemed irritated at Ana's absence. She was going to ask him if everything was alright, but he just simply shrugged his shoulders and began speaking. Sam felt his fingertips brush up and down her upper arm as she sat up, looking down at him once again. She had thought that maybe he was going to share something, but instead commented about how he like this position. With a light smirk to his grin, Sam replied, "Me too. Being the top is perfect."
A laugh came from Sam's lip from her joke. His touch stroking her body was nice, soothing, and something that she enjoyed. Logan knew this, and as he continued to brush his fingers up and down her thigh, Sam couldn't help but smile warmly down at the man. She listened to what he had to say, how she was so amazing. That he was lucky and have her for himself. It was brilliant how nice Logan was to her, though he hurt others. He would never do anything to Samantha to make her endure any sort of pain. The memory of her ex fiancé hitting her made her swallow harshly, the saddening though still sealed onto her brain. Hopefully Logan can eventually make her forget. Leaning down to meet his lips, she had kissed him back just as softly.
Pulling back so she could speak, Sam looked at Logan. "Hey, I want you to promise me something: be honest with me. I know you are now, but I mean in the future. If you're ever in any trouble, let me know. I need to know how you are so I don't spend half of my time freaking out over you. If you ever owe someone money and you can't afford it -- though that's freaking impossible because look how rich you are -- you let me know. I want you to know that through everything, I am there for you. From the moment I saw you when I was on that stage to now."
O O C Didn't mean for the post to be so long Dx
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 9:48 am
It was all a blur, one minutes Ana was safe and cradled close to Aaron and the next she was spinning and in a car. She could hear Aaron telling her to hold on, she groaned slightly, feeling a headache crawling into her mind. She felt tired too, and the sleep was begging her to let go, but something about the sound of Aaron's voice, the worry and fear made her hold on. Ana's eyes fluttered, but she fought to keep them open, feeling Aaron's hand. Once she was placed back into his arms, she held onto him like a life support. But soon enough she was ripped from him and placed on a bed so soft it was hard to fight the urge to get up and run back to Aaron.
It had felt like a whole hour before she was all patched up and set on a wheelchair headed back to the front of the hospital entrance. It had taken a long while because Ana wouldn't allow the male doctor to even come an inch closer to her, she fought to keep him away from her. The poor nurse had to run around the hospital to find a female doctor. She knew that the doctors would tell Aaron the fact that she had way too much caffeine and hadn't eaten anything nearly all day, and well now it was about six p.m, not to mention the fact that they had seen her slightly burned skin and sleepless state. Heading out, Ana and her nurse were stopped by an officer, it was ironic that an officer would be questioning her considering the only cop she actually talked to was Aaron, James and the unforgettable Morelli. Ana was questioned, despite the fact that she had a minor headache. Once the air was cleared and she was able to explain to the officer what was going on, she was released.
The officer escorted Ana straight to Aaron's hands, she couldn't bare too look him in the eyes once the officer and he chatted. Once the officer left, Ana thought she was in the clear, but of course, in walked her doctor. Ana sat quietly and patiently as the doctor told Aaron just about everything she had noticed about Ana. She knew of course that it was stupid to stop taking care of herself, but could he blame her really? After what had happened, Ana could barely think about anything. Her skin was crawling and she was to hurt at the fact that Aaron hadn't been there, but with the amount of painkillers in her system now, she was too numbed to even recall that memory, but she knew that this paradise would end as soon as she was alone. She listened as Aaron and the doctor shook hands, and then she slowly stood from her seat on the wheel chair and tried to steady herself. She swayed and was nearly down and out for the count, but there he was, despite his absence when she needed it most.
Once they were in the car, Ana looked out her window and sighed softly "Aaron......" she said, turning to look at her hands in her lap "I'm sorry..... I just..... Every time....." she stuttered, trying to find the words to say whatever she thought she wanted to say. "Every time I close my eyes he's there.... His eyes starring me up and down, making me feel naked....." she said swallowing hard "Every time I lie down in bed...... He..... He... H-h-h-he... He's there.... Crushing me into the mattress...." she stammered, struggling to keep her voice steady. "Aaron I'm so scared..... What if he comes back.... Aaron I don't know what I would do.... I'm terrified of male doctors for christ's sake.." she said, a little anger towards herself. With another sigh, Ana rested her head in her hands "You didn't come..... But... I forgive you..... Just help me find him..... Help me lock away my fear for good...." she said still unable to look up at him.
Logan was in heaven... No better than that. This moment here would never be more perfect. Moments like these, with Sam, Logan would never forget a single one, ever. "Smathan Wesson" he breathed her name with ease as he stroked her thigh mindlessly "I promise you that I will anything and everything you ask of me, I will make you the most happiest woman alive" he explained "But one thing I will not do, is take your hard earned money, ever. It's your money Sam, I will not steal from you" he said, knowing how utterly ironic it sounded. Considering that all Logan did was steal from people, but he wasn't about to do that to Sam, he couldn't, it would eat him on the inside. "I'm not good Sam, I'm a bad person, I've done things.. Horrible things... Believe me" he said as he sighed and laid back against the floor deep in thought.
That was probably one of Logan's newest fears. The fear os losing Sam, the fear of her ever getting hurt. Not the fear of losing her. Of course he'd never be able to find someone like her ever, and he'd probably never love again, but if it made Sam happy, he would do it. Once he had spotted Sam on that stage, he only wanted one things, to make her happy no matter the cost, He would do anything. But he also feared that if Sam ever saw the real side of him, the side that was scary and horrible, the side that even Ana, who had been there and loved him just like he loved Sam, was terrified of. He knew that if Sam ever in her life saw that side of him, she would run for the hills and never would he see her again. That didn't mean of course, that he couldn't nor wouldn't find her, Logan would find her and he would make sure she was protected at all times. Logan would go insane with trying to keep her safe, only because he would never be able to move on. Logan would never be able to find this love again, not with anyone.... Ever again...
Ana's Outfit || Logan's Outfit || Ana's Car || Logan's Car ||
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 4:05 pm
All you women who want a man of the __ str➸eets ▪▪ ☠
xxx ( ☠ ) xBUT YOU DON*T KNOW : w h i c h x w a y x y o u x w a n n a x t u r n xx」
↓ JUST KEEP A COMING AND PUT YOUR ◞ !HAND OUT TO ME
Cause I*M THE ONE: WHO*S` GONNA MAKE YOU ▬▬ BURN ▬▬
xxxxxi*m like little ➸ evil I ➸ - - get UNDER↓ your skin
xxxJUSTxxxLIKExxxAxxxBOMBxxxTHAT*SxxxREADYxxxTOxxxBLOWxxx!! Aaron had been at the hospital for god knows how long. He wouldn't sit down, he refused to. He just kept pacing back and forth, even worrying the other parents in the waiting room for their children. His hands would rub together, as if for warmth but in this case, it was for his hands to do something. Often, one hand would reach up, and glide against the back of his neck. When Ana was released, the officer had approached Aaron and walked off to talk to him quietly. Mainly about how there was an almost panic attack, or attacking under panicking, when a doctor walked in. Thus, she finally calmed and worked when a different one came, this one a female. Aaron knew full well why she felt so worried under the hands of a man. Then the doctor advanced towards Aaron, walking in a brisk manner, just to let Ana be handed in his hands. She had explained to him all the things she noticed wrong with Ana, and what she should do to prevent this from happening again. But she had also explained how there were some bruises, fresh one, and requests for Aaron to not do anything about that. Perhaps she thought that Aaron was the cause of those, because she had also threatened to call the cops if Ana were to come back, hurt and bloodied again.
Ignoring the threats, Aaron took Ana in his car and started to drive to his own home. Perhaps the sight of comforting arms of a house would ease some of the pain. Living where she was now, bad memories would form for Aaron, so he hadn't want that. Silly, yes, but who could blame him. Aaron listened to Ana's stutters, hearing the chatter of her voice, feeling the shaking of her bones, and the seeing the fear in her eyes. He could practically feel the nervousness radiating off of her body. The more she spoke, the more Aaron wanted to reach over, snatch one of her hands in his own, and brush his thumb over her knuckles. But she was too in fear, too shocked. So, he left her alone. "It'll be okay, Ana.. I'll find him. I promise. Before we go on this Logan case, I will hunt down Marshall and give him hell."
Sam looked down at Logan, a smile on her face as she listened to him. Even when he had said that he would never take her money. "You say that now, but what if you need it sometime in the future?" Sam hadn't realized how innocent she must seem to him. How he was a horrible man and that she was just a singer. When he said that he was a criminal, she assumed that he ripped people off for their money. She never thought that he actually killed people. Probably because she wanted to avoid that thought. 'Has he killed someone before?' that was a question that Sam asked herself once but never again questioned again. She didn't want to. She didn't need to have that image in her head when she felt safe and sound in his arms. Sure, a lot of people would run away from him at the first thought, but she's not a lot of people. What she felt with Logan was real, and she intend for that to stay real.
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It has been almost two weeks now. Aaron was packing his things up to leave the station to meet Ana at his house. He promised her that he would come home everyday at a specific time, in case anything that she needed, he would be there. His phone was on constantly, and often would he text her to check up on her. While Aaron worked the Marshall case, James worked the Logan case, advancing on the project, and hunting him down. There was a new officer in the building. Her name was Rose. She looked about in her mid twenties, had bleached blonde hair, green eyes, and a smart mind. She had been assigned to be Aaron's partner, just to up the rate on hunting down Marshall. Normally, cases were never this long, but when it comes to top criminals, they were. "So, since we are partners and barely share information during the hours we are together, how about we try on the phone?" said Rose, a small, playful smile on her lips as she stood in front of his desk. "Here's my number, address, and anything you need to know," she explained, handing him a paper with her personal info. Aaron grabbed the paper, glancing at it before at her, seeing her saunter off. Well, alright.
Aaron shrugged his shoulders ever so innocently before collecting his things and exiting the department. He had arrived at his house not too long after, opening the door while greeting Ana. "Hey! I'm home," said Aaron, shutting the door behind him and setting his files on the desk by the door. While flipping through the mail, Aaron explained, "I plan on making some really crappy dinner with my no talent of cooking tonight," joked Aaron, a small smile on his face. "Oh, and I also got assigned a partner. Her name's Rose. She gave me her numbers. Jeez, how many numbers does a girl need to have?" Aaron dropped the mail right back where he picked them up and glanced around for any sight of Ana.
Sam had been missing for a week now. She was working stage one night, but when she was waiting for Logan afterwards, she was snatched. No one had heard from her, nor seen her. Right now, she was trapped in a dark room, tied to a chair while a rag gagged her mouth. She was still in that dress she wore that night a week ago, and her hair had become rather messy since a brush hasn't been run through it, and the assault of her coming here wasn't exactly easy with her kicking. She overheard the men who had captured her, planning on waiting to fuel Logan's anger and then call him to bring him to their location. They believed that if Logan was ridden with fury, then his fighting chances would be off. Thus, they were going to make the call tonight, smug with confidence.
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2014 5:11 pm
It had been to weeks since the incident with Marshal, and although Ana still flinched when another man other than Aaron came to close, she was doing slightly better. Although Logan has been harassing her because she hadn't done a single thing for him in those two weeks. Ana had lied to Logan and told him that she needed time for something that came up recently with Ashe. Ashe was Ana's best friend and probably only family aside from the newest addition Aaron. Logan had known Ashe because she was the first woman to ever turn him down. Ashe had been the one to help Ana when Logan was rejecting her. The female always had something to say about how much of a jerk Logan was, and why Ana ever loved him. But of course Ashe only knew part of the truth. Still, Ana told her how Logan saved her, and what had her best friend said then? 'He helped you, you don't owe him a thing Ana' she thought, her friends words echoing through her brain.
Ana was able to call her good old friend, and they reconnected. Ana grinned like a little kid "Sounds great Ashe, maybe you can finally meet Aaron" she said into the phone as she played with a stray strand of her hair, twirling it in between her fingers. Hearing a sound, Ana stood on edge before hearing Aaron's voice. Her grin grew three times the size it had originally been "Hey Ashe, I've got to go. I promise I'll call tomorrow" she said before hanging up the phone. Ana walked out, the grin still playing on her lips as she heard Aaron's voice. She heard him say something about a crappy dinner. Walking up behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and breathed in his scent. How had she lived before this man? Hearing about the new partner set Ana a little off edge. "Guess I don't have to ask how work was" she said through her grin. Ana leaned up and kissed Aaron's nose "I'll make dinner" she whispered before rested her head against his chest.
Ana was grateful to Aaron. It had been the worst two weeks from him, he had to suffer through her issues with other men in public, and mostly when they touched her. Not in any inappropriate ways or anything, but light taps that would send her off edge. Then of course there were the nightmares. Happening nearly three times a night. Ana would wake up screaming and shaking. Poor Aaron would jump out of bed ready to attack someone, only to find that she had, had a nightmare. It was hard on him, and sometimes Ana felt as though he thought it had been his fault. Mind you, she had been the one to blame for him feeling so, but that was from shock. Ana needed Aaron to be there, but he had turned off his phone. She know knew that it wasn't a crime, he was working the Logan case to be able to be with her, how could she be mad? He was trying to do everything he could just to be with her, even after everything she had done. Ana lifted her head so that only her chin rested against the middle of his chest "You go and take a nap. I'll wake you when dinner's ready" she said, standing on her toes to give him a proper kiss before walking past him, grabbing the mail as she made her way into the kitchen.
Seven days... A whole week had gone by and Logan had no clue where to look for Sam. Two weeks ago, Logan and Sam had been so happy, and although he and Ana had stopped doing business because of something that was happening with a friend, he couldn't be more happier. Logan had given Ana the all clear about taking the two weeks, but right now he was regretting it. He had been looking for Sam on his own for a whole week. He was going to go mad if he didn't find her soon. Logan heard his phone going off and he ripped it our of his pocket as he sped down the road "What?!" he barked into the phone. Hearing a response he growled deep in his throat. "Find her!" he barked into the phone before hanging up and tossing it aside. A whole week without Sam was like a week without air. He needed her so damned much, and the worry was eating away at his insides, Logan was a so scared for Sam, it hurt his heart deeply to know that she was in danger and it was all his doing. Pulling over onto the curb, Logan let his head fall forward and rest against the steering wheel "Sam..... Oh Sam I'm so sorry... So sorry" he said softly as he sighed and banged his head a few times. How could he have let this happen to her? She was the most important thing in his life, he should have taken better care of her, and properly protected her 'Please be alive Sam... Please' he thought, knowing far too well that if she was dead, he'd kill himself too.
An hour later, Logan was back in his loft. It was a mess, he hadn't cleaned it in what felt like forever, but who could blame him? The love of his life was missing and he had no idea what type of psychopath had her. Logan knew that none of the people he did business with were decent, half of them would have Sam killed in a heart beat. With a shiver that turned his veins cold. Logan smashed his fist against the wall and listened to the sounds vibrate and echo throughout the vast emptiness of his loft. After a quick shower that hurt more than it helped, Logan was sipping at his fifth cup of coffee that evening. Sitting down on the couch, he looked around the cold empty loft, his heart aching at the memories of him and Sam. "I should have taken better care of you Sam" he said to himself, with so much self loathing he was swimming in it. After an hour of sulking and reminding himself just how much of a failure he really was, Logan bumped his empty cup into the sink and ran his hands through his dark locks, trying to think about who might have taken Sam from him, and mostly who he would have to kill to get her back.
A loud ringing broke the silence in the room. Logan had the phone to his ear after the first ring sounded, hitting send and waiting from the person on the other end to say something first. Hearing the person talk, Logan immediately felt better "Good" he said before hanging up and rushing to his car 'Hold on Sam, I'm coming, just hold on for me' he thought to himself, a silent prayer hoping that he would get there in time to save her. Now that Logan finally knew where she was, he had adrenaline pumping through his veins to keep him wide awake. Rushing to his car, Logan got in and started it without a minute to spare. In seconds he was out on the road rushing towards the location that his navigation system was leading him to. The only thought going through Logan's head while he sped down the freeway, thankful at the fact that there was no cops out today to pull him over and ticket him, and probably take him to jail, he hoped that even though he had been searching for one whole week, that Sam was still okay. He needed her to be, so many people had told him to give up on her, telling him that it had been a week, and that most cases like this were useless after twenty four hours.
Once Logan reached the place, he got out of his car and checked his gun to make sure that he had the safety off. Rushing in, Logan killed both the lookouts and headed inside, keeping his back to the wall as he slid along it to check his surroundings. 'Two by the door, One walking the halls, Camera's at each corner...' he thought to himself as he continued to analyze the area. Once he had a somewhat plan, Logan rushed the henchman in the hall, taking him out easily by snapping his neck. Once he had, Logan dragged him into a room and left him there. Avoiding the camera, he made quick work of the last two guards by the door and walked in. Seeing a few men and... "Sam!" he yelled, relief filling his heart. But of course the men in the room all turned to stare at him. Logan ducked behind something and listened as shots were fired. Logan wasted every single last bullet, but one man was left. Running at him, Logan tackled the man to the ground and smashed his face in before crashing his skull to the floor. Once the man became limp, Logan rushed to Sam and started to untie her.
Ana's Outfit || Logan's Outfit || Ana's Car || Logan's Car ||
[[ooc: You keep forgetting to quote me >.> I just wanted to tell you so that you remember and I can reply faster ]]
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Posted: Tue Feb 25, 2014 8:27 pm
All you women who want a man of the __ str➸eets ▪▪ ☠
xxx ( ☠ ) xBUT YOU DON*T KNOW : w h i c h x w a y x y o u x w a n n a x t u r n xx」
↓ JUST KEEP A COMING AND PUT YOUR ◞ !HAND OUT TO ME
Cause I*M THE ONE: WHO*S` GONNA MAKE YOU ▬▬ BURN ▬▬
xxxxxi*m like little ➸ evil I ➸ - - get UNDER↓ your skin
xxxJUSTxxxLIKExxxAxxxBOMBxxxTHAT*SxxxREADYxxxTOxxxBLOWxxx!! Aaron remembered those nights when Ana would wake up screaming. How her nightmares consumed even to her conscious state. Ana grew terrified to men, other than Aaron and Logan. She never seemed to have grown to them since the Marshall incident. Unlike the Logan case, Aaron was narrowing on the dim location of Marshall. His senses were keen than ever and that could be under the impression of Ana's hurting. Aaron knew this. And he also knew that their relationship remained a secret. The department believes that Ana disappeared after the Marshall incident, leaving Aaron by slamming the door in his face. And it was better to leave it that way so no one can use her against him, nor the same with her. Also, that way it would be less rumors of their relationship before they get leaked to Logan. That would jeopardize Ana's safety even more and Aaron would be more alert than ever.
When Ana wrapped her arms around him and rested her head against his chest, Aaron's immediate response by a kiss on her crown. Just as he did this, she responded to his news of a new partner and kissed his own nose while still hunched down to meet her. This was followed by some news from her: making dinner. Often Ana did this, but Aaron would help. But this time, she wanted him to take a nap. As thrilling as that sounded, he wanted to spend more time with her. After a long, tiring day at work, he was excited to come home and laugh with Ana. She always seem to know how to make him laugh, even if it was just the small, goofy things. Just as she made her way into the kitchen, Aaron smirked and followed after her.
He sped after her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and spun her around once. Twice. Three times before finally dropping Ana down near the counter. When getting her body to face his own, Aaron placed his hands on her waist and lifted her onto the counter. While all this happened, a smile was on his face. Standing now in between her legs as she sat there, Aaron smirked as his hands rested on the counter on either side of her, leaning close. "And what did you have planned for dinner?" he asked, their faces close while the toothy grin was still worn on his face.
"He should be here by now!" barked one of the men. Sam nearly winced at the loud volume filling the empty shadowing of a room. She was shaking in her seat like she had in the past hours of the entire week. It was surprising that she found herself at a loss of consciousness and fell asleep into a slumber. Her cheeks are stained with tears and her forehead is masked with sweat. Her wrists were burned bloody from the ropes and the effort of struggling. Instead of a tanned, rugged color, the binds were now coated crimson of her blood. Sam had no choice but to bite into the rag that gaged her mouth when one of the men would grip at the ropes on her wrists, hurting her more. Even when she refused to talk to Logan whenever they informed her that they would call him, a few actions took course. Back hands to the face were effective and hurt like hell for a girl who rarely got physically hurt most of her life. Minus the cast, but that was gone now. Now what covered her wrists was blood and ropes. Either way, no cuts or bruises were left behind, just an hour red mark on her cheeks from the slaps.
One of the men was trying to calm the impatient one. He held the gun, the angry one, and he held it in his hand. "Maybe we should just kill her now!" the man said, pointing the end at Sam. A shriek filled the room from Sam along with the shouting from the other men to stop the nervous man. Instantly, her name was screamed and Sam looked wide eyed towards the door and saw Logan. And so did the other men in the room. Just before the door could shut, Sam could see the dead bodies outside of the room. And just like that, a gunfight broke out. Sam let out a shriek in the rag in her mouth, tightening her knees closer to each other as if that would assure some protection, considering her ankles were bind to the chair as well. The loud banging of bullets firing filled the room, sparks of lights flickering from each shot fired, and the bodies dropping. Sam was relieved to see Logan alive as he rushed over to her to untie her.
First was her mouth, allowing her to breathe actual air since she was tied. "You just <********> shot all those people!" shouted Sam, Logan still working on her bloody wrists. Sam should've been grateful, since the amount of hardship it took to simply fuel the need to put a bullet in her head. But after been trapped and abused for a week only to miraculously survive a gunfight, she was a bit hysterical. "T-They ******** jumped me and took me. I can't - I can't even - Logan, who the ******** were those people?!" shouted Sam, feeling her hands finally free. Immediately, Sam reached down for the ankles. First having to move her long dress to gain free access to her feet. Soon, she escaped from the binds of the chair and jumped away from the damn thing. Facing Logan, she knew that she should've ran away, to get away and to try to be sane. But she couldn't. Her feet moved forward, not backwards.
Sam collapsed against Logan, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as she desperately hugged him. "Oh my god," she breathed, gripping his shirt. She reached a hand up and gripped some of his hair, glad to breathe in his scent rather than cigarettes and dip. She wanted to just fall in his arms, to let her legs to go limp. But she stood, try to collect Logan more in her arms, just wanting to hug him tighter if that was possible. "They wanted to hurt you," said Sam, swallowing harshly due to not being able to do so with sanity for a week. Now, tears fell out of her eyes. They were of mixed emotions that stirred in her emotional self. Tears of joy for seeing Logan and being alive, and tears of sorrow for the nightmare she lived through. Tucking her face in his neck, Sam let out a quick sob. "Oh my god, you're alive. I'm alive. Logan, get me the hell outta here."
O O C Sorry! I apologize D:
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Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2014 4:22 pm
Ana grinned when she heard Aaron following closely behind her. Of course when he said he didn’t care much for taking a nap, and would much rather spend time with her, her grin grew three times it’s size. Ana winced when Aaron lifted her and started to spin her, she could’t help but laugh. Once she had been sound a third time, she was seated atop one of the kitchen counters. Feeling Aaron’s body between her legs, Ana let out a soft sigh before lowering her head and resting it against his. She couldn’t help but notice the huge grin plastered on his face. Hearing what she had in mind for dinner, she felt her inside clench in a delicious manner only Aaron could produce. ”Any suggestions?” she breathed out atop of his soft full lips. Ana wasn’t that bad of a tease, she needed too much to tease. But Aaron on the other hand. Aaron had no mercy when it came to being a tease, he’d tease her and leave her breathless and wanting more and well, Ana would get more.
Although Ana had been better at teasing Aaron, a great deal better. She knew all the things that could make him tick and she loved that. She loved knowing what she could do to make him beg for her. Of course Ana would also beg for Aaron, how could’t she? He was by far the most attractive man she’d ever set eyes on. It was a mystery how she could walk around with him and not want to jump his bones at every second they got. Ana lowered her head further and let her teeth graze over Aaron’s bottom lip. Running her hands into his hair, she continued to lightly bite against his bottom lip as her thighs lightly rubbed against the fabric of his pants. ”I don’t know about you” she whispered over his lips ”But I’ve got tones of idea on what I want for dinner” she whispered once more over his lips before she kissed him hard.
Logan caught Sam, holding her close to his chest and breathing in her scent. Gripping her tight he felt like Atlas, but without the weight of the world on his shoulders. But of course everything hit him all at once. Just like that he felt so tired and drained. Hearing Sam's vice crushed him ten times to Sunday. Lifting her into his arms, Logan pressed his lips to her forehead "I'm here Sam, I've got you...." he breathed "I'm taking you home, you're safe" he said as he walked towards the door. Logan knew it was pointless to try to get Sam into the passenger seat, so instead he pushed his seat back and sat in the drivers side with her sprawled across his lap for a while. Once he left comfortable enough, he slowly set Sam in the passenger seat. Gripping her hand he started the car and slammed his foot down on the gas pedal.
They reached the loft in record time. Logan made quick work of getting Sam back into his arms, he finally had her back, there was no way in hell he was going to let her get away this time or any other time ever again. Rushing into the loft, Logan grabbed fresh clothes and handed them to to Sam. Logan set Sam down, but held her close as he started a bath. Once everything was done, he stripped down into the bare nude. Once he finished, he slowly unzipped Sam and helped her with her undergarments. Logan gathered Sam back up into his arms and stepped into the very wide and very lager tub. Sitting down he continued to hold Sam against him, wishing he could engulf her with his arms and hide her from all the harms in the world. Grabbing some body wash, Logan lathered it in his hands before rubbing it over Sam's shoulders, rubbing in the wash as he tried his best to help her relax and just help[ her in anyways and by any means possible.
Ana's Outfit || Logan's Outfit || Ana's Car || Logan's Car ||
[[ooc: It's cool ]]
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Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2014 9:23 pm
All you women who want a man of the __ str➸eets ▪▪ ☠
xxx ( ☠ ) xBUT YOU DON*T KNOW : w h i c h x w a y x y o u x w a n n a x t u r n xx」
↓ JUST KEEP A COMING AND PUT YOUR ◞ !HAND OUT TO ME
Cause I*M THE ONE: WHO*S` GONNA MAKE YOU ▬▬ BURN ▬▬
xxxxxi*m like little ➸ evil I ➸ - - get UNDER↓ your skin
xxxJUSTxxxLIKExxxAxxxBOMBxxxTHAT*SxxxREADYxxxTOxxxBLOWxxx!! Aaron felt his grin broadened when Ana asked if he had any suggestion. His brows waggled in a playful manner, as if he had something rather raunchy in his head. Of course, that's just the way he was. Often, he'd mess with her about how she's able to get what she wants yet somehow allow Aaron do whatever he please. Sure, it was his own home, but she still stayed aside and allowed Aaron to do whatever he wanted, even to her. So, many times, Aaron would tease her, and urge her, and just watch as she nearly crumble. It was a pleasant sight, but Ana was sure stubborn to get what she wanted. Now, Aaron knew what made her tick. What she wanted and when she wanted it. Aaron planned to use that to his advantage. However, the cards were turned on him.
Ana had no problem taking over the show by rubbing her legs against him, teasing him with a bite of his bottom lip. Her hands reached up and clenched at the locks of his hair and that only could rile him up more. She went so far as to say that she knew what she wanted for dinner followed by a rough kiss of her own. Aaron's immediate response was to kiss her back with the same passion she held of her own. One arm wrapped around her back, at the hem of her jeans, and as much as he wanted to pick her up and take her to his room, he figured that being an even more of a tease would get her on his level. To get her hungry with lust, and riled with excitement.
Pulling away, but still close, Aaron whispered against her lips, "Well, in that case, I think I have an idea of what I'm hungry for." His hands leaned down and gripped at her waist before rubbing on her thighs. "I take it that you missed me?" he asked, the mischievous grin still worn proud and smugly on his face. Leaning in again, Aaron kissed her. Soon, he pulled away once again, but to trail his lips down her neck. A rain of butterfly kisses occurred on her neck, on her collarbone before trailing back up to her lips once again.
Sam allowed herself to let go and collapse even more in Logan's arms when he had collected her in his broad arms. Her face remained in the crook of his neck, finding comfort as she continued to inhale his scent. Her arms still wrapped around his shoulders, since Sam still wanted to assure herself that this wasn't a dream or a hallucination. This was real. Soon, due to being in comfortable arms, she dazed off into a slumber dosed sleep. She didn't dare to wake up until she had reached Logan's loft. The pause of the wheels underneath her soon stopped and that woken her up. Before she could step out on her own, though she didn't want to move, Logan helped her to her aid and carried her like he did when she fell asleep for a short nap. Right now, she was too tired and too weak to even worry about the blood on Logan's hands. Right now, all she cared about was getting healthy once again. Sleep was a need, food was a must, and bathing was a should. And luckily for her, Logan chose the best in her current state.
Standing, Sam looked at herself in her mirror of the bathroom while Logan ran a bath. In the mirror stood a rather broken girl. There were bags under her eyes; the dress was rather dirty and looked beyond repair; her hair was a mess; and it was no hardship to guess that she lost many pounds due to the lack of food over the week. Sam caught sight of Logan in the mirror, but due to being insecure right now, she lowered her gaze to the ground. Swallowing then, Sam felt her jaw tighten. Soon, hands were on her back. Logan's warm ones. He pulled the zipper down slowly and helped her weak self out of the mess. Sam had reached up to take down the straps of her bra, but Logan had done so already for her. He helped strip her down in her tired form, and eased her into the bathwater along side of himself.
Dipping her head first, Sam let her hair gain wet along with the rest of her body. But for a moment there, she paused and just sat there with Logan. Silence filled the room, and for some reason, Sam hated it. She wanted to hear Logan's voice. She wanted his physical comfort of his arms, and also his other ways to sooth her. Just by her voice, by knowing in his head how to heal her from her pain. Chewing down on her bottom lip, Sam felt herself tense for a moment, the horrible memory that she was stuck in filling her head until Logan's hands touched her shoulder. He ran them over her shoulders, down her arms, and onto her back. Bathing her was what he was doing and Sam was so grateful. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips before she turned around to look at her knight in shining armor. "Thank you," she had said softly, grateful for everything that he did and will do for her.
After Logan was done washing her, Sam gripped at the ends of the tub to pull herself up. She felt too weak right now; even more than she did before. Perhaps it was because now she actually relaxed her muscles. Her sides were starting to ache of starvation and her head was starting to hurt for sleep. Sam nearly slipped when trying to stand up, but managed to catch herself. "Do you have a cow in your kitchen? That actually sounds delicious right now," joked Sam, trying to lighten the mood even in her state. Slipping on the fresh PJs that Logan had given her earlier, Sam faced the man. "I probably look really bad right now," quietly admitted Sam, facing herself again in the mirror. The dirt was gone, thank god, and her hair was washed and now dripping wet. She twisted her lips at the sight and lowered her gaze down on the ground once again.
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2014 7:57 pm
Aaron was the biggest tease Ana had ever dated, he knew just how to make her excited and hot. Aaron knew just were to place his hands, and most of all his lips. Ana couldn't help the sigh of sweet pleasure that escaped her soft lips as Aaron rained kisses down her neck. She knew exactly what he was doing and she was grinning at the fact that it was her fault. When their lips connected once again, she kissed him back. Letting her tongue dance with his in a battle for dominance. Knowing far too well that Aaron would win, she decided to play with him before giving in to his games. "Yes I did miss you" she said as she trailed her hands down his neck and to his chest. Slowly she unbuttoned his shirt and trailed her own lips down his neck and to his chest. Teasing him a little more, Ana waited until she got the reaction she wanted. Hearing the sweet sigh of needy, pleasure she stopped. "We should go and get dinner on the stove" she said before hopping off the counter and standing on her toes to kiss his lips once more. "And put some clothes on" she teased with a wink before walking towards the kitchen, purposely swaying her hips in a manner to show off her butt.
Ana reached the kitchen and started to pull pots and pans out of their places, she knew where everything was and she loved it. Ana felt right at home here at Aaron's place. He even helped her move her things from the hotel room here so that she wouldn't have to be alone. Not only that Aaron had promised to be home at a certain time for her, knowing she would start to worry if he didn't come home. Aaron knew that Ana couldn't be alone for too long, she needed him. Aaron made her feel safe, and he knew that, although Ana did try her best not to freak every time he was a millisecond late. Ana felt bad too, she knew that he needed to be at the station more often than he was there, she hated making him come home when he needed to be working. Grabbing everything, Ana started to cook dinner, knowing far well that Aaron was going to need a big dinner, he had quite the appetite. But Ana didn't mind cooking, besides Aaron did his best to help her while she did, and she appreciated it.
"Aaron, can you grab me some wine?" she asked as she continued to stir something in the pan. Accepting the bottle, she poured some into the pan, hearing the satisfying sound as the liquid hit to hot metal, sending steam up and into the fans above the stove. Humming a small tune, Ana continued to stir, dancing a little "Wanna turn on the stereo?" she asked Aaron. Ana liked to listen to music while she cooked, it was an over all soothing process. It relaxed her, letting the music fill her and singing along sometimes as the cooking helped numb her thoughts to only the tasks at hand. Once everything was done, Ana popped the tray into the oven before closing it and turning to Aaron. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him softly "You set the table and I'll get the dishes?" she asked softly, leaning her head up to kiss him again. Ana lifted her hands into his hair, feeling the soft strands between her fingers. Ana smiled as she broke the kiss to hear Aaron's response.
getting Sam washed, Logan notice quite a few things. Sam had barely slept any, she was three million times thiner than she had been, and four times less the weight she should be. Once Logan was finished, he watched Sam step out of the tub, he slowly did so himself and pulled the plug to drain the water. Turning, Logan flinched to try to catch Sam, but she caught herself and his heart fell back in his chest. Watching her from a moment, he smiled briefly at the comment, and watched as she looked at herself with self loathing. Logan stepped forward, clothes of course and wrapped his arms super lightly around Sam, almost as if he squeezed too hard she'd break. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Nothing in this world will ever change that, or the feelings I have for you" he said before placing the softest kiss to her temple. Collecting Sam once more in his arms, Logan led her to the couch. Setting her down, he picked up the phone and made a call.
Within minutes there was more food than anything surrounding him and Sam, sitting next to her Logan helped her, not to eat, but to get her whatever she wanted. Once Sam was somewhat stronger, Logan turned to eat himself. It had been one whole week since Logan himself had, had a proper meal, or proper sleep for that matter. Once both of them had finished, Logan slowly stood and cleared everything off the coffee table and put away the left overs. Walking back to Sam, he lifted her back into his arms and headed for the bedroom. Pulling back the covers, Logan placed Sam on the bed and moved in behind her, pulling her close and tight against him. He lifted the comforter over them and kissed her temple softly "Sleep, I'm right here" he said, giving her a squeeze of reassurance. Not only to reassure her, but to reassure himself, to make sure that Sam was really here, really in his arms, really home, really alive. With a sigh of relief of the weight of the world on his shoulders now gone, Logan let his eyes lids close softly once he could hear the soft snores coming from Sam.
Ana's Outfit || Logan's Outfit || Ana's Car || Logan's Car ||
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2014 10:11 pm
All you women who want a man of the __ str➸eets ▪▪ ☠
xxx ( ☠ ) xBUT YOU DON*T KNOW : w h i c h x w a y x y o u x w a n n a x t u r n xx」
↓ JUST KEEP A COMING AND PUT YOUR ◞ !HAND OUT TO ME
Cause I*M THE ONE: WHO*S` GONNA MAKE YOU ▬▬ BURN ▬▬
xxxxxi*m like little ➸ evil I ➸ - - get UNDER↓ your skin
xxxJUSTxxxLIKExxxAxxxBOMBxxxTHAT*SxxxREADYxxxTOxxxBLOWxxx!! Aaron felt the tension of the room grow more by the second. The lust that carried between he and Ana was bigger than their heating bodies. As she unbuttoned his shirt and kissed down his bare chest, he let out a pleasured sigh. He couldn't help himself. But, Ana had stopped herself and said they should get some dinner on the stove, edging him more. While he groaned slightly, Ana grinned evilly and kissed him before getting off of the counter. Following her and sweet a** into the kitchen, Aaron worked beside her on dinner. As he was mixing the things on the fryer, Aaron made sure to stay out of Ana's way. When she had asked for some wine, Aaron had done so and handed her the bottle. When she poured that in her pan, Aaron didn't question it. Her cooking was delicious, so if that's what she uses, he won't complain.
Soon, when Aaron lifted his pan off the stove for a second, he noticed that Ana needed to grab something that was across from him. Afraid that she'll burn herself on what Aaron was holding, he held the pan higher than her head. If someone was watching this, they would think that this was a coordinated team. When Ana said asked for him to set the table, Aaron grinned at her and kissed her back. "Keep kissing me like that, we won't get through dinner," joked Aaron, winking down at her before placing another peck on her lips. Breaking the hold he had on her, he grabbed the dishes and silverware, Aaron walked into the dining room of his and placed them there. However, before he could set them up to where Aaron and Ana had their own setting, a doorbell was heard. "I got it!" called Aaron, casually jogging over to the door.
What Aaron was greeted with on the other side was something that killed Aaron's mood. His face dropped from a smile to a disbelief. His eyes grew wide and his lips parted in shock. His dad was behind the door frame. His smile was maliciously and it made Aaron angry. "You never called, y'know?" said his dad, a chuckle following. "I oughta beat you for that." When the man stepped forward and placed a foot inside Aaron's house, he was shoved back. Aaron placed his hand on his dad's chest and pushed him back in hopes to keep him out. "Is that dinner I smell?" asked his dad with a smirk.
"There isn't enough for you," bit back Aaron with a glare. This only fueled his dad's cockiness some more.
"Oh no? Well, let's make some more then," he said, stepping forward again. When he was shoved back again, he grabbed Aaron's wrist, turn his son around, and held Aaron's wrist high up his back to the verge of dislocation of his arm. "Now, boy, you try that one more time.." growled Aaron's dad, shoving Aaron forward. Aaron quickly turned around and noticed his dad looking inside the kitchen. "Well, who we do have here?" asked Aaron's dad, smiling warmly as if a normal old man. "Hi, I'm-"
"Just leaving," interrupted Aaron, receiving a look from his dad.
"Now, Aaron. Don't tell me that you didn't tell your wife here about me," said Aaron's dad with an arched brow.
Sam looked back up in the mirror to see Logan wrapping his arms around her. He was gentle, showing how he cared about her and worried about hurting her. Of course she seemed so fragile, since she also seemed so weak. Sam leaned into his kiss on her temple, then resting the side of her head against his chin. Logan had said that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and it made her smile. That feeling knowing that no matter what she looked like, he could still feel the same about her. Though right now, she wasn't too confident about her looks. Right now, all Sam saw was a broken girl who desperately craved for wanting to be healthy. It was sad, really. But she kept her smile on her face as Logan collected her in his big, strong arms. He had taken her out to the couch and set her down ever so gently. Sam gripped at him until she was safely secured on the couch. Then, she watched as he made a call.
Instead of a small call towards Ana or any of his other criminal friends, he had called for food. He gotten her food that he seen her eat before. When one food was placed a bit further away from her reach, Logan had gotten up and got her whatever she wanted. Sam felt like a little child letting an adult take care of her. But she accepted the food gratefully and started to chow down. Soon after she was done, stomach full and everything, Logan had gathered her back into his arms and walked for the bedroom. After settling them both down into bed, Sam immediately cuddled up close to the man. Her hand gripped at his shirt on his chest, as if reassuring her that he was there and that she wasn't dreaming. He kissed her temple lightly with his lips and told her to sleep. Reaching her face up, Sam kissed his chin with the same softness he had done to her, and then nuzzled her face in his neck. Rather quickly, Sam fell asleep in Logan's arms.
Of course the horrible memory haunted her head to her dreams and caused a nightmare. Sitting up with a shuddered gasp, Sam remained there for a minute or more. Her hands clenched the comforter to her chest, her eyes looking straight ahead. The last gunshot that happened that day was what jerked her awake. Knowing that she probably woke up Logan, Sam sighed softly and looked down at him. One of her hands reached over and grabbed his own, brushing her fingers over his palm. Her eyes rested on that hand of his, remembering those fingers of his pulling the trigger of a gun. Sam felt her hand clench into a fist before resting that into his palm, her knuckles in his hand. "How many?" she asked softly, meaning how many people has he killed. "How much blood is on your hands?" she asked, her voice still soft. "You didn't even hesitate to kill those people. And they didn't to you. What have you done that was so bad to.." Sam tightened her lips to a straight line, not able to bring herself to say the words. O O C
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 6:08 pm
Ana nodded at Aaron when he said he had the door. She wiped her hands before walking into the bedroom to quickly change her shirt. Once she was back in the kitchen, having mixed everything that had just happened, Ana heard someone talk. Turning to face a man that looked nothing like Aaron, she raised a brow ”Wife?” she asked before looking over at Aaron. Ana’s heart dropped all the way to the floor, she winced from the sheer pain of looking at Aaron. He looked so tore she almost broke down in tears. Ana turned back to the man before her ”You’re him?” she asked looking back at Aaron to see him nod. Ana only felt pure rage as she rushed forward and tackled the man to the ground, pounding her fists where ever she could. Ana felt one foot slap and she was off the man.
Ana was in front of Aaron, she could feel the anger radiating off his body. She knew what was going to happen. Standing abruptly, she turned to Aaron and forced him to look at her ”Hey! Look at me!” she said, knowing from the way he was gripping at her arms that he was going to kill his father ”Aaron” she said softly, staring into his eyes. Ana bit back a wince, his grip was tighter than iron and she knew he wasn’t about to let go anytime soon. She placed her stroked her thumb across his cheek ”It’s okay, I’m here” she said in the same soft, soothing tone. She felt him loosen his grip a little, she could only assume he was probably clearing his head and trying to calm himself down. Ana smiled at him and placed a kid on his lips, she knew what Aaron’s dad wanted, but she wouldn’t give it to him, not ever.
Placing her hands on Aaron’s, she slowly removed his hands from her arms, she could already tell that she was going to bruise. ”You better go now Mr. Collins” she said as she turned to face the man, holding Aaron’s hands tight as she felt them vibrate with anger. Ana watched the man smirk before pulling out a knife. She wondered if that was the very knife that had hurt Aaron countless times over and over. ”Get out!” she growled, knowing that she couldn’t call the cops because she couldn’t let Aaron’s friends and coworkers down at the station know that he and her were still seeing each other. From what she had heard, Mr. Collins had no idea about their relationship, which was good considering he could use it against them.
Eyeing the knife, Ana watched the man play with it, twirling it and flipping it between his two hands. Ana wasn’t afraid of knifes, not really, her father never used them often, he proffered other methods of causing her pain. Ana lifted her gaze from the knife ”Get out!” she curse once more before seeing the look in Aaron’s father’s eyes. she froze for a moment, they looked so much like the eye of her father. Ana bit back her wince of fear, not letting it reach her eyes, knowing any sign of weakness would give him power, and the last thing he deserved was power. Squeezing Aaron’s hand to stop her own from shaking, Ana watched the man step forward, she let go of Aaron’s hands and spread her arms wide, protectively covering Aaron as best she could. ”You won’t hurt him anymore. You’ll have to kill me first” she said watching him grin before jumping at them. Ana turned and shoved Aaron as hard as she could, sending him not even a foot away as she felt the knife sink into her skin, breaking a slash across her arm.
”Aahhhh!” she screamed in pure agonizing pain. Turning she grabbed the knife and turned on the man. She turned it on him and stop her ground ”You were leaving” she said, holding her arm and watching the man become scared. Mr. Collins, like so many other stupid men before him, had never been turned against. They had their people and none of them dared to question his orders, much less pull a knife on him. And Mr. Collins like so many of those foolish, cowards valued his life more than anything. So when Ana turned the knife on him, she knew he would laugh and cal her a b***h before rushing out of the house. Once Ana was certain it was okay, she dropped the knife and barely felt her knees hit the ground as she fell and collapsed. Looking around, Ana saw Aaron and she gripped his arm ”You need to patch me up” she said. Knowing Aaron was going to say she needed a hospital she turned to him ”We can’t let anyone else know that I’m still here Aaron” she said wincing as she turned to look into his eyes ”Take me to the bathroom, clean me up.” she said more in a commanding way than a request way.
Logan never really had nightmares, as a small child, they had haunted his every night. But ever since Logan hand never really be able to have nightmares. Until tonight…. Logan lost Sam again, only this time he was too late, he could see her bloodied, dead body before him, the life drained from her beautiful eyes, crushing his every soul. Feeling something move in bed, Logan’s eyes shoot open and he turned to see Sam sitting up in bed, he watched as she placed her hand in his and then she asked him a question. Logan winced and sat up ”Sam…” he whispered softly. The problem about answering Sam’s question was that… Well Logan had no idea how many people he had killed, all he knew was that they were all killers themselves and that he never once killed a woman. Logan squeezed her hand and sighed ”Sam I told you I wasn’t a good person. I told you countless times Sam. I’m no good” he said. Logan was about to add when Sam asked him what it was that he had done to make all of this happen. He froze remembering the horrible even that had started everything. Logan let go of Sam’s hand ”I’m sorry I need to make a phone call” he said as he slowly rose from the bed and walked out.
Ana's Outfit || Logan's Outfit || Ana's Car || Logan's Car ||
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 1:29 am
All you women who want a man of the __ str➸eets ▪▪ ☠
xxx ( ☠ ) xBUT YOU DON*T KNOW : w h i c h x w a y x y o u x w a n n a x t u r n xx」
↓ JUST KEEP A COMING AND PUT YOUR ◞ !HAND OUT TO ME
Cause I*M THE ONE: WHO*S` GONNA MAKE YOU ▬▬ BURN ▬▬
xxxxxi*m like little ➸ evil I ➸ - - get UNDER↓ your skin
xxxJUSTxxxLIKExxxAxxxBOMBxxxTHAT*SxxxREADYxxxTOxxxBLOWxxx!! Aaron watched as Ana ran and tackled his dad to the ground. "Ana!" shouted Aaron, reaching down and practically ripping the girl away. He had to. His dad was a lot of things and evil was the strongest suit. Seeing how that the reason why Ana let go was because a kick occured, Aaron felt his jaw lock. Turning to glare at his dad, Ana had ordered Aaron to look at her. Not at his dad. After reassuring him that everything was okay, Aaron released his grip he had on her. Ana had barked for his dad to leave, but this only got a knife to appear. "You ******** hurt her, I swear to god-" shouted Aaron, lundging foward to choke out his dad, but Ana had to rip him away and bark at the man to get out.
"Seriously, dad, get out! We can talk later!" barked Aaron, a growl in his tone. But that didn't prevent anything. If anything, it struck a nerve. Aaron's dad jumped foward for Aaron. "Dad!" he shouted, but then he felt that he was shoved away. Aaron fell to the ground and watched as Ana pulled the knife away from his dad's hands. But just as she pointed the weapon at him, Aaron noticed the wound that his dad left on her. Damn it. Aaron let out a heavy, annoyed sigh. They could never catch a break, could they? Soon, his dad left, due to the fear of having the weapon turned on him. Aaron knew his old man. Sure as hell seemed breave but was a sucker when it came to his life.
Aaron collected Ana in his arms and lef her towards the bathroom, setting her down on the sink. "Alright. Med kit," said Aaron after reaching under the sink and grabbing the box with the words in red. Setting it on the counter, Aaron admitted, "I'll have to admit, I'm not a good nurse. You'll have to guide me the way. That is unless you don't know either. I would figure you would with your Bonnie and Clyde thing you had with Logan before. He gets hurt, you patch him up."
Sam felt Logan sit up, his chest against the back of her right shoulder. She didn't look at his eyes just yet. Her gaze remained at his hands. Sam felt his gentle squeeze on her hand and his following comment about how he told her that he wasn't a good person. This caused her to swallow harshly, fighting back the tears in her eyes. It told her everything that he done. How he killed people. Then followed silence. The tension was building up in the room. Sadly, this was broken when he lifted himself away from the bed to make a call. "No, Logan," said Sam, now facing him. She sat up on the bed, on her knees, and to the edge to grab his hand. Pulling him back, Sam brought Logan close to her, him still standing. Sam on her knees was almost the same height as Logan.
"No calls, no nothin' right now. Logan, just stay with," said Sam, reaching her other hand up to the back of his neck and pulling him into a kiss. It was soft, gentle, and sweet. The pressure of his lips on her own felt reassuring. Not only was she convincing herself that Logan was good regardless, she was also trying to convince Logan as well. She could tell in his eyes in that room when she was tied. She saw the loathing of himself as he walked towards her to untie the binds from her wrists. Surely, he must've saw the same look when Sam caught the sight of her body. "Don't walk away," whispered Sam, their foreheads still close and their lips barely an inch apart. "Please." Sam leaned Logan back down for another kiss. "Stay."
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 2:29 pm
Wrapping her uninjured arm around Aaron's neck as he lifted her into his arms and led her to the bathroom to get her all stitched up. Letting go of Aaron when he set her down on the counter next to the sink, she watched as he pulled out the med kit. Ana swallowed and listened as Aaron asked her to walk him through it "Aaron" she said softly, reaching her hand up to rest against his cheek. Ana stroked her thumb across his cheek for a few moments before placing a soft kiss on his lips "I can do this if you want" she said, meaning clean herself up. "You don't have to" she said "I'm used to performing first aid on myself. Logan was always too busy" she said with a small smile before grabbing the rubbing alcohol and pouring some over the wound. Ana winced a little as she cleaned the wound, she was used to cleaning herself up, she had to most of the time, without the help of anyone. Even the scars on her back, she had been the one to tend to them, no one else. Setting down the bottle Ana was going to reach over to grab a needle when she saw caught sight of Aaron from the corner of her eye. Ana frowned "You okay?" she asked, wishing she could help in some way.She knew what it was like to have an abusive father, she knew what it was like to be angry at them and be so scared of them, terrified even. Peeling her dirty shirt off her body, Ana handed Aaron the needle and thread and instructed him on how to stitch up her wound.
Once they were done, Ana helped clean up the bathroom before leading Aaron into the kitchen. Ana sat Aaron down on one of the chairs and finished setting the table before grabbing dinner. "Hope it's good, this is my first time with chicken marsala" she said as she turned to Aaron and smiled. Ana looked down at her plate and tired to eat, hoping it would make Aaron do so as well. She was just about ready to puke out her guts after everything that had just happened, she couldn't keep her hands steady. She could feel her whole body shivering as she tried to keep it under control. Ana felt ashamed with herself, she shouldn't have attacked his father, she probably made things worse for him now. With a sigh inwardly she pushed her plate forward and stood, unable to take the silence anymore "Sorry...." she said so softly she wasn't sure he heard it. Ana bowed her head and turned towards the bedroom, wiping a stray tear before she took a single step towards the door to Aaron's room. She saw a little shaken up with everything and the silence between her and Aaron was eating her alive, she couldn't stand seeing him the way she had only moments ago, it had broke something inside her.
Feeling Sam pull on his hand, Logan let her turn him around and bring him close to her, feeling her hand make it's way to the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Logan kissed her back softly, knowing that she hadn't ment to hurt him, Sam wasn't like that, and he understood her need to question his lifestyle and what he did. Logan understood what she was trying to do through the kiss, she was trying to reassure both of them that he was good, but Logan knew better than that. Logan's heart clenched with sadness when Sam asked him to stay. He wanted more than anything to be able to stay here with her forever, but he knew he couldn't, not right now. "Okay" he said as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into the bed once more. Logan kissed her temple "Rest" he instructed, closing his eyes knowing that sleep was going to be something rare for the both of them.
Ana's Outfit || Logan's Outfit || Ana's Car || Logan's Car ||
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 10:07 pm
All you women who want a man of the __ str➸eets ▪▪ ☠
xxx ( ☠ ) xBUT YOU DON*T KNOW : w h i c h x w a y x y o u x w a n n a x t u r n xx」
↓ JUST KEEP A COMING AND PUT YOUR ◞ !HAND OUT TO ME
Cause I*M THE ONE: WHO*S` GONNA MAKE YOU ▬▬ BURN ▬▬
xxxxxi*m like little ➸ evil I ➸ - - get UNDER↓ your skin
xxxJUSTxxxLIKExxxAxxxBOMBxxxTHAT*SxxxREADYxxxTOxxxBLOWxxx!! Aaron had to stitch up his girlfriend because of his stupid a** dad got a knife on her. That's not something that happens in his everyday life. How the hell did it start happening now. Aaron took his time, and often looked up to look at Ana to make sure that he wasn't hurting her. He remembered every time he had to get stitches. Man, he hated it. Some times, he still does have to get them, when a case goes wrong and he gets caught in the crossfire. It's a miracle that he's still alive. When Aaron was done, he sighed heavily and set the needle down. Ana had cleaned up his mess, Aaron still staring at the needle while his jaw clenched. Soon, she had led him towards the dining room where the food was laid out. After everything that happened, Aaron wasn't exactly up for food now. But since Ana seemed to be, Aaron sucked it up and sat down at the table.
Though Aaron told himself to suck it up, he failed at doing so. He basically just sat there, leaned back against his chair, and letting his fork take a stab at his dinner once in a while. But he remained mute, and fixacted his gaze onto the meal that was laid out in front of him. He didn't dare to remove his sight on Ana's cooking until she stood up herself and exited the room. Seeing how she moved to his room, Aaron wondered if it was him. Perhaps he was scaring her with remaining silent. Aaron took the napkin off his lap and tossed it on the table before walking towards his own room, slowly and steady. He knew that she must've been upset, so he was going to take his time in case she were to wipe away tears she didn't want Aaron to see. When Aaron reached his room in a graceful of twenty seconds, which in a normal pace could've been ten, he knocked his knuckles on the door. "Ana?" he asked, pushing the door open and inviting himself in.
"Hey, if this is about what happened earlier, don't worry about it," soothed Aaron as he walked towards Ana, rubbing her back gently. "I haven't seen my dad in years and the fact that he came here to.. I just want you to know that you don't have to worry about that." Aaron leaned down and pressed his lips in her hair, the hand that was on her back reaching over to her arm and rubbing that now. When Aaron had ended the kiss, he still kept his lips on her head and whispered in her hair, "I'm fine. I promise." It was a lie, sure, but he didn't want her to worry. "Don't stress about it." Now, he lowered his lips down to her temple to place a peck there.
Sam allowed Logan to pull her down to rest again, cuddling up close to him. She laid there, breathing in his scent, taking in his body heat. She looked down at his arms wrapped around her, stroking her fingers down them, feeling the way his skin was underneath her finger tips. When did he start killing people? Sam started to move her hand now up his arm and on his shirt. How did he start killing people? Sam moved her head to where she could see Logan's face while his eyelids were closed. Why did he start killing people? Sam was debating against herself about if Logan was asleep or not. He seemed asleep, but then again, he could just be trying to. Sam couldn't. She was too afraid that she would wake up in a bad nightmare again or think about all the bad things once again.
So Sam took the risk. She reached a hand up and lightly stroked her thumb over his chin. "I realized something today..," admitted Sam in a low whisper. She bit her bottom lip for a moment before continuing. "About you.. About us.. And you can say that it's because I'm stupid - you know what? Maybe it is. But I'm telling you it's the most real thing..," Sam took in a deep breath, "that I've ever felt in my entire life.." Now a pause, as she looked at those closed eyelids of Logan. "I love you... Logan... I love you." Sam dropped her hands to the side of his neck, still looking at his face. But I'm what's going to get you killed...
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