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PostPosted: Wed May 11, 2016 9:44 pm


Regan's arm was healed, and finally able to move in a way to carry strength. The bikes that were long overdue with work had most of her attention, but so did the door that led from the office to outside. While she had been healing, Chase had installed security camera's and pinpad locks.

She had a new phone in her pocket that was quick press to 911 and mace attached to the phone holder, though she knew she'd never use it. Paul wouldn't be back for awhile, he had gotten far more money then she could've given him in a week.

She breathed in the smell of oil and grease smiled. How she missed it.

A small urge came over her too, to see Fritz, a small missed feeling. She ran her hand over a bike and casually wondered about the redhead, and what his deal was.


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PostPosted: Thu May 12, 2016 4:43 pm


It had been a long time.

The neon pink cast that had been on Fritz's arm had been replaced; now it was a simple, stiff brace that he wore daily. His fingers were able to move as they had been, and the break had mended cleanly and efficiently; textbook, as his doctors had said.

They had also said he would probably never draw again.

He didn't want to think about that. What he did want to think about - and also not think about, because the more he thought about it, the more helpless he felt - was Regan. Regan and her shuttering off, Regan and her desire not to have him involved.

He felt involved, in whatever it was, though he knew it was most likely just a silly feeling of his own. But try as he might, Fritz could not set Regan aside so easily, as much as she probably wanted him to.

Which was why he was here, now, stupidly, at her door.

Well, the door to the shop. Fritz had been outside of it for several minutes now, working up the nerve to go inside, wondering if he would be welcome. He hadn't seen Regan for weeks, but she'd crossed his mind every now and then, more often than not, and he wanted to know that she was doing okay.

He took a breath, finally, and stepped in.


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PostPosted: Fri May 13, 2016 5:15 pm


The bell ringed, and Regan's gaze drew up from the bike she had been staring at, to the redhead at her door.

Why was it, that when she thought of him? That he magically appeared. It was like her brief thoughts had the power to summon him to her. Unlike Chase and like him, She felt her heart stumble a bit.

Her gaze dropped to the brace and she came over. Unlike Chase though, she didn't reach out and touch the man, she just came to stand in front of him. Her bruises gone, the marks faded, and her own arm okay.

Perfection of a body hiding the damaged spirit underneath.

"Hello Fritz." She didn't say she missed him, but her gaze searched his face.


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PostPosted: Sat May 14, 2016 7:26 am


She was there.

It was a relief in and of itself. The hospital - and what had landed her in it - had not broken her, not outwardly, her calm face regarding him, as stoic as ever. Fritz felt something in his chest ease a little at the sight, and the expression on his face - a mixture of wariness and uncertainty - seemed to melt into something more relaxed.

She stepped towards him, and Fritz smiled down at her, tinges of relief still evident in his eyes as he flicked his gaze across her face.

"Hello, Regan," he said, and had to resist the urge to hug her; because in spite of his aversion to touch currently, it seemed to quite apply to Regan, the one person who didn't want to be touched, and who had been in more pain than himself in the hospital.

Fritz's eyes crinkled a little at the corners.

"How are you?"


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PostPosted: Mon May 16, 2016 8:44 pm


The relief wasn't unnoticed and she wondered if it was because she was here, because she talked to him or even because he didn't expect her too. Outwardly, she would always remain the same, but inside.

There was changes going on inside her.

She tilted her head at his words and his tone. She wondered why it was that she was so willing to talk to the man still, but remembering Chase's openness, made her wonder if she should also open to Fritz.

He was aware of her struggle, her...situation. He still hadn't ran though.

Her aversion to touch failed as she gently placed her fingertips, barely a brush on the brace and wetted her lips.

"Better." She murmured, focusing on it. "You?" She let her hand fall. "Are you okay?"



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PostPosted: Mon May 23, 2016 11:51 am


He let his eyes move across her face casually, searching for any sign of bruising, or pain, but it was gone. Her skin was clear and unblemished, and Fritz felt the small knot of worry in his stomach begin to untangle itself, easing him into a better state of relaxation.

Regan's hand brushed over his brace, barely a suggestion of a touch. Fritz's gaze flickered to her fingers, then back up to her face, a small smile on his own.

"Better is good," he said lightly. "Better is better than not good. And I'm also doing better-than-not-good, which is saying something."

There was humor in his voice, amusement. Fritz glanced around the shop, sliding his other hand into his pocket and said, "The shop still looks good. Are you working on anything new these days?"


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PostPosted: Mon May 23, 2016 12:37 pm


"Better is better, after all." Regan murmured and then let her hand drop, returning to her side. "Luckily there would be no damage ever to the shop. He doesn't come in here, just outside." She took a deep breath and gestured him in.

"There's camera's now." She added before coming over to the space she had been working on. Her hand slid over the new bike and she gestured him towards it.

"For a friend. And that one over there, is for uncle." she jerked her head to a more stripped motorcycle. "I've been working on them nonstop since I got out, gotta catch up on the workload."

She breathed in, and then offered him a seat. "Wha...what have you been up to?"

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PostPosted: Mon May 23, 2016 4:56 pm


"Good," said Fritz, with a little more intensity behind the singular word than was strictly necessary; but the last thing he wanted was for Regan to be anywhere near the madman who treated her the way he did. Just thinking of her bruised and battered face made him faintly sick all over again.

He followed after her, whistling in low appreciation at the bikes. "They're pretty to look at, that's for sure. You have a talent in this sort of thing.

Fritz flashed her a smile and took a seat, relaxed as he glanced around the shop. "Not much," he said simply. "Recovering. I'm in physical therapy for - this - " He waved his braced arm around. "Still not quite getting the results I want, but we'll see."

His smile did not quite reach his eyes, but then the expression softened.

"I was worried about you," said Fritz quietly. "I'm glad you're okay."


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PostPosted: Mon May 23, 2016 8:30 pm


She struggled for a moment over the way he said good, because he felt that perhaps it would protect her. She just saw it as another obstacle that Paul would get around. If not here, how soon would the attacks come outside of her home? Where she couldn't struggle to get away and safe?

There wouldn't be another Alex to come get her again. She hated that she feared the idea now.

"Will you.." She stopped and then looked away, no, she had to be nice. She shouldn't ask about it. "That's good. It'll help, I did it for a bit but..." She shrugged, "I can fix the rest here."

She came over and took his good hand and then brought it up to her cheek. Like Chase did.

"I'm alright." She added, "I'm alive. Sorry for scaring you."


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PostPosted: Tue May 24, 2016 7:19 am


He watched her carefully, though Regan had always kept her emotions firmly and entirely sequestered away, buried under layers of distance and a cool disregard for anyone and anything else. But in spite of that, Fritz could not help but want to know more about her. Even from their first meeting, in the bookshop, he had thought he had seen something else behind her eyes, something other than what she presented.

He heard the start of a question and then it tailed away. Fritz's brows drew together, wondering if the rest of the sentence was something like will you ever draw again, because he had asked himself the same thing for the past month and a half.

The answer was still up in the air. Thinking about it hurt.

Gentle fingers touched his, and then, to Fritz's startled realization, he found Regan pulling his hand up, pressing it against her face. He felt warm skin beneath his palm as she looked up at him, and for a second, his eyes were wide and surprised. Something in his stomach fluttered.

But then his expression shifted, softened, and unconsciously Fritz slid a thumb across Regan's newly healed cheek, a slight, rueful smile tugging at his lips.

"Alive is good," he said mildly, not dropping his hand quite yet. The tone of his voice was warm. "Alive is very good. I'd rather you stay alive, if you don't mind. Who else will I read my novels to?"


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PostPosted: Tue May 24, 2016 10:33 am


It wasn't hard to tell what Fritz was thinking, or what she assumed he was. his face held more emotions then hers did in a month, every time they spoke and it made it easier for her to read him. The furrowing of his brows made her gnaw the inside of her cheek, because she had already messed up by asking about if he'll draw or not. It was none of her business.

She hoped and wished sincerely that he would be able to though. His talent was far unappreciated to be lost in such a time.

His thumb ran over her cheek, and he was smiling again and that made her relax. That was more fritz style. The mention of his novels made her eyes narrow though and a soft, "Pah." sound escaped.

"Trying to corrupt my brain with your trash." She mumbled at him, "and Wild Fantasies."



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PostPosted: Fri May 27, 2016 9:02 pm


He wondered what it was that she thought of when she saw him; whether all of her stubbornness and irritation with him really meant that somewhere inside of her she disliked him as much as she acted. But Regan still let him in; she let him read to her, she let him sit in her shop, she had taken him in after he'd had that fight, and she hadn't yet tried to kick him out. Kept him at arm's length, yes, but she hadn't been rude to him.

He wondered why he cared what she thought of him.

A smile tugged at the corners of Fritz's lips.

"I'll have you know Wild Fantasies is an excellent book," he said, with as much dignity as possible; though he ruined his attempt at pretending to be serious with the twinkling of mischief in his eyes. "And it's sequel, Wilder Fantasies."

He hadn't dropped his hand yet. Fritz smoothed his thumb across Regan's cheek again, and then let his fingers trail down until they reached her chin, and he tilted her face up, turning it slightly sideways, as though really making sure that the bruises were gone, and she wasn't just trying to hide them again.

"Anyway," he said, and finally let his fingers fall away. "I brought you a gift. Or two, actually. One obviously being the pleasure of my radiant company," added Fritz, with an obnoxious wink.


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PostPosted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 7:35 pm


She couldn't read his mind, and so focused on the words he said. Her face turned into a scowl at his teasing.

"Wilder Fantasies." She scoffed, especially as he held his head high and with the dignity that only Fritz could manage for something that was...just not dignified at all. It was like being proud of flushing the toilet or something. She narrowed her eyes, because that was a mean thought and immediately brushed it away.

"I'm sure that all of your fantasies are excellent Fritz." She wasn't sure how to feel about the thumb over her cheek, because it was so gentle and careful. Like Chase, Fritz was only one of two people she allowed such long of contact and she wasn't sure why. Her head tilted naturally, with a white brow raising at him.

"I told you." She offered, "They've disappeared." She let her chin drop as his fingers did, but the brow remained winged.

"Yes. Radiant." her arms crossed, but she was very curious as to what the second gift was.



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PostPosted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 12:32 pm


He laughed, feeling a small twinge in his hand that had nothing to do with how he was feeling and everything to do with the lingering injury. Fritz casually tucked his slightly shaking fingers into his pocket, a relaxed and easy gesture, and smiled down at Regan.

They've disappeared.

He wondered if she meant the problems, or the bruises.

"It's not a great gift," Fritz said hastily, as he took a few steps back. "I mean, it's not much, but you said for me to bring it the next time I came by. I know you're a little overwhelmed and trying to catch up, so there's no rush on this at all."

He went over to the door, poked his head out, and seemed to speaking to someone. A second later, Fritz came back in, moving aside, and the front end of a gleaming black bike came into view, followed by the full body of it. Holding it by the handlebars to steer it in was a young man who, besides the fact that their hair was different and he was slightly shorter, and with more freckles, looked almost identical to Fritz himself.

"Regan," said Fritz, with a little smile. "This is my brother, Rhys. Rhys, this is Regan, she's the one that can look over your bike for you."

Rhys was looking somewhat nervous, his freckled cheeks flushed.

"Hello," he said, with a glance at Fritz. "Fritz told me that you were the best around; I'm...I'm looking for a bit of a tune-up."


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PostPosted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 10:19 pm


"Well, I am sure it could be a step up from your books." She waited, "You've got nothing but up to go from here, am I correct?" It was really hard to tell if she was joking or serious as her face and tone never changed. He walked away and watched with a lingering curiosity of what it was.

When the sleek bike came in, her body up-righted and she immediately came over, running her hands over the sleek frame. It was black, completely black and smooth and looked like it needed a little attention but not a drastic amount.

Her gaze rose to the second young man, who in her eyes was drastically different than Fritz beyond the physical similarities. Perhaps it was because she looked more at how the man carried himself, and the meeker voice then Fritz more confident tone. She rose and looked back and forth.

"Hello." She hesitated before holding her hand out to Rhys, "I'm not the best, but I will get the job done. I have two bikes I am working on now, but I can fit yours in if all you need is a tune up." The professionalism was easier to latch on then the awkward feeling of meeting Fritz brother. "Do you race? Is there a particular feature I should be paying attention to?" she flipped her head at Fritz, "This is no trouble, I like bikes." There was a sort of eagerness in her voice and her hands ran over the frame of the black bike again, a small smile as she looked at it.

"It is what I love the most."


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