Gwen
Gwen let out a screech as she tripped over Dom's legs for the twentieth time and fell on top of him.
"Morning Gwen," Dom said sleepily.
"Dom, firstly, it's not morning, it's about 7pm. And secondly, why are you still asleep? And for that matter, why are you sleeping on the floor?"
Dom shrugged.
"Never made it to bed."
Mordred
Mordred raised an eyebrow at the picture in front of him, shrugged slightly, then went into the kitchen.
Faolan's tail twitched slightly from side to side as he watched Dom's toes move, before he pounced, claws fully extended.
"BONZAI!"
Gwen
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Dom screeched.
"Ok, I'm up!"
Gwen hopped up and went into the kitchen, wrapping her arms around Mordred's waist.
"Remind me again why we let them stay?"
"Because we're charming. And handsome," Billy said, sitting at the table, grinning cheekily.
Mordred
"You're not," Mordred told Billy.
Faolan retreated, licking his paw.
"People make strange noises when I pounce on their feet."
Gwen
Gwen perched herself on a chair as Dom stumbled in.
"I swear, that child, pure evil. Takes after Mordred, 100%."
Gwen nodded and touched her ribs slightly.
"Well let that be a lesson to you... sleep in the bed."
"I'll sleep in your bed," Dom grinned.
Mordred
Faolan shifted upwards, grinning madly as he ran in after Dom.
"Mwhahahahaha! Pure evil! EVIL, I TELLS YA!"
"Calm down," Mordred said, grabbing Faolan and putting a hand over his mouth.
"EVIL!"
"Ah, telepathic children. You just can't shut them up."
Faolan snickered.
Gwen
"And it's not just children," Gwen said dryly, throwing Mordred a pointed look.
"Ooh, Mordred's a bit of a talker in the bedroom, is he?" Billy asked, knowing he was testing fate here.
Mordred
"I can go talk from there, if you'd like," Mordred said, raising an eyebrow.
"Parents are gross," Faolan declared, shoving Mordred's hand down.
Gwen
"Well, if you want Fao, I can move out. Leave your father. Then we won't be gross," Gwen offered.
"Of course, then we won't be happy... well I won't... I'm not sure if he will."
Mordred
"Fine. Be that way, leave."
Faolan turned huge, betrayed eyes on her.
Mordred ran a hand over his jaw slowly.
"Bloody hell..."
Gwen
"Fine."
Gwen raised an eyebrow and headed for the door.
Mordred
"Fine."
Faolan crossed his arms, looking stubborn, before spitting something out in Gaelic. Mordred swatted his behind and Faolan yelped.
"Apologise to Gwen, now."
Gwen
Gwen had reached the front door and was opening it.
"Bye Bry, Eavie. Fao and your father have decided they don't want me here anymore."
Mordred
"That isn't fair, Gwen, and you know it," Mordred said in a tired voice.
"You're acting as childish as he is."
Gwen
"Bye Mordred."
Gwen closed the door and then frowned.
Hmmm, she'd wrecked her car.
She opened the front door.
"Sorry to be a pain, but Mordred, seeing as I wrecked my car, could you possible give me a lift into the city so that I may clear out of your life forever?"
Mordred
"Ah, sorry, but I don't help women who are being immature, manipulative bitches to people who love them," Mordred said.
He sat down at the table across from Billy.
"So, how's the acting business going?"
Gwen
Gwen raised an eyebrow.
Fine, he didn't care, then she didn't care.
She closed the door again and then headed called a taxi, heading for the airport.
Mordred
Mordred sighed, rubbing his head.
"God, she desperately needs to grow up. Fao, go to your room, please."
"Why?" Faolan asked.
"Because you were rude to Gwen, and you pounced Dom's toes."
Faolan opened his mouth to retort, closed it, shrugged, and then trooped up to his room.
Gwen and Gunn
Gwen got to the airport and looked at her phone, then called Gunn.
"Need a place to crash."
"Course."
A teleporter was sent and then Gwen was in LA.
"You ok?" Gunn asked.
"Yes and no. Mini fight with Mordred. Miss Angel. You?"
"Ah miss Angel."
Mordred
Mordred closed his eyes as he tracked her location.
"When you decide to stop acting like you're 5, come home."
Gwen and Gunn
Gwen didn't answer, instead just let Gunn take her to where they'd decided to scatter Angel's ashes.
Mordred
"Ah, no Spike. Strange. No family allowed? Sera still out of it, I would guess."
Mordred shifted slightly, closing his eyes to see things through hers.
"Gotten over your snit yet? You know he didn't mean it. I wasn't getting involved. The two of you have stupid arguments."
Gwen and Gunn
Gwen closed her eyes trying to force him from her mind.
"Yeah, well I'm just not good enough for you, all over, am I?"
She keened slightly and Gunn wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
Mordred
"Ah, ah, cariad."
Mordred curled in tighter around her thoughts, a calm warm prescence.
"If you think that of me, then you don't know me and don't love me."
Gwen
Gwen shook her head.
"I love you, but you don't."
Mordred
"If you really believe that of me, after all I have done for you, the hell I have put myself through for you, the blood I have spilled for you, the pain of watching you push yourself away from me more then once and I have still been there when you came back, you don't love me."
Mordred sighed, telepathic voice tinged with sorrow.
"If you think that, you can't love me. Are you using me, Gwen?"
Gwen
Gwen buried her head in her hands and sobbed.
"No. I can't do this anymore, I just can't."
Her shields fell, letting Mordred see her grief for Angel that she'd been holding in.
Mordred
"You can do this. Angel would not have wanted you to grieve forever."
Mordred did the telepathic equivalent of a kiss on the cheek and a warm, secure hug.
Gwen
Gwen's hands shook as she let Gunn pull her to her feet.
The teleporter took her back to NY and she locked herself in the bedroom, curled up on the bed.
"Ah, so, is she back?" Dom volunteered carefully.
Mordred
"In a way," Mordred said carefully.
"A very close friend of hers was murdered recently. She's coping. Slowly."
Dom
"So why don't we clear out and let her hang out by herself?" Dom suggested.
"Come on, Mordred, you haven't come out drinking with us in ages."
Mordred
"Ah, god, why not?"
Mordred stood.
"I need to get out of the house before I get cabin fever."
Dom
"Let's go to a strip club!" Dom announced.
Bill looked at him like he was crazy.
"Fine."
Mordred
"Alcohol, lots of it, and a fight," Mordred said.
"But I'll settle for the alcohol."
Dom
"Then let us away!" Dom said melodramatically.
Bill nodded and stood.
"Lij is going to meet us at Studio Bar, so... shall we?"
Mordred
"Sure."
Mordred got up and stretched slightly, grabbing his wallet and carkeys from a bowl near the door.
"One of you know where it is?"
Dom
"Of course," Dom said.
They all went and got in the car.
Mordred
Pretty soon they were there. Mordred got out of the car, looking around.
"So, where's this Lij?"
Dom
"There!" Dom exclaimed.
He ran over and gave the shorter man a huge bear hug.
"Whoa, hello!" Elijah said, taken aback.
"LIJAH!" Bill exclaimed.
Mordred
Mordred snickered softly.
"Hey."
Elijah
"Hi," Elijah replied.
"Dom, could you let go now? People are staring."
Dom chuckled and let Elijah go.
"Just happy to see you, mate."
"Awwww," Elijah replied, pretending to wipe tears away.
Mordred
"As touching as this is, I'm really looking forward to getting drunk," Mordred said.
He raised an eyebrow at the other men.
Dom
"Ah, he's a smart man," Dom said.
He led the others into the bar.
"Where's Gwen?" Elijah asked.
Bill shook his head.
"Not feeling well."
Mordred
Mordred ordered a beer and leant against the bar slightly as he opened it.
"She'll bounce back. Always does."
Dom
"She should've come out, gotten drunk. It's always the answer," Dom said.
"For you," Elijah replied.
Mordred
"No, no, it's a good answer."
Mordred drank from his beer deeply.
"Ah, the wonders of beautiful alcohol."
Elijah and Gwen
"Well, I'm gonna call her and say hello," Elijah announced.
He flipped out his cell phone, while taking a sip of his beer.
"Gwen!"
Gwen blinked slightly.
"Elijah?"
"Yes! Come out drinking! We're at Studio Bar! Please! Mordred's cracking onto me!"
Mordred
"I will hurt you," Mordred warned.
"I can hurt you, a *lot*. If Gwen didn't like you for some reason, you'd already be hurting."
Elijah and Gwen
"Eeeeeeeeep! Gwen, darling, save me!" Elijah squealed.
Gwen laughed, wiping her eyes.
"Ok, I'll come save you. I can be there in maybe half an hour."
She hung up and organised a baby sitter for the kids, then went and showered, dressing in her old red leather pants, red leather singlet, cut high to show her belly.
"She's coming!"
Elijah looked triumphant.
Gwen zipped her boots up and grabbed her wallet, catching a cab, same "you know you want to touch me, but you can't" smirk on her face that she hadn't had in a long time.
Mordred
Mordred rolled his eyes at Elijah and sipped from his beer.
"You're barking."
Gwen
"Hey, just because you know Gwen loves me, and wants to have many of my children," Elijah said, nodding.
At that moment, Gwen arrived. She pushed through the crowd at the door.
"Does she always wear leather?" Elijah asked, looking up.
Mordred
"A lot of the time," Mordred said.
He looked up at Gwen, smiling faintly.
"Hey, cariad."
Gwen
Gwen smiled and slid into Mordred's lap.
"Hey."
Mordred
"You better stop me from killing that one," Mordred said, nodding at Elijah.
"He's pushing his way up the list. So, a drink?"
Gwen
"You can't kill Elijah, he's too cute," Gwen replied.
She turned and kissed Mordred slowly, hand tugging on his nipple rings gently.
"Mmmm, I think I'll get a beer."
She hopped up and sauntered to the bar, appreciative looks following her.
Mordred
"He is not cute, and I could," Mordred said.
He watched Gwen walk across, eyes following her possessively.
Gwen
"I am so cute," Elijah protested.
"Dom and Bill think so."
"We do?" Bill asked.
Gwen leant over the bar and ordered a drink, then zapped someone's hand that was coming for her ass.
Mordred
"You're not," Mordred said.
He finished his beer and got up to buy another one.
Gwen
"I am," Elijah argued.
Gwen took her drink and started back for the table, leaning across to nip at Mordred's neck first.
Mordred
Mordred grabbed his beer, paying the bar attendant before he started back.
"Keep telling yourself that, Elijah."
Gwen
Elijah pouted and downed more of his beer.
Gwen wrapped her arm around Mordred's waist and leant her head on his shoulder.
"I love you and I'm sorry."
Mordred
"I love you."
Mordred nuzzled her neck softly.
Gwen
Gwen smiled and kissed him gently, sliding her hand down over his crotch, where the other patrons could not see what she was doing.
"So, how's 'Lost' going, Dominic?" Elijah asked.
"Good. I have a beard!"
Mordred
Mordred's breath hitched slightly.
"What is it about, anyway?"
Gwen
Gwen excused herself to go to the toilet, then did her trick and ended up under the table, undoing Mordred's pants.
"I'm stranded on an island with a polar bear," Dom said proudly.
"Well... that's the gist. Ok, I'm getting too drunk to remember."
Mordred
"Antartica is cold..." Mordred mused.
He rubbed his hand over his chin.
Gwen
Gwen licked along his length, then took it in her mouth, sparking lightly.
"But I've been encouraged not to shave, so I'm having fun," Dom said.
Mordred
Mordred closed his eyes for a moment, before drinking more of his beer.
"You're lazy, that's why."
Gwen
Gwen slid a hand up and rolled his balls between her fingers, before taking him further into her mouth.
"Ah, so true, Mordred," Dom replied.
Mordred
"I'm a perceptive type of guy. Comes with the telepathy."
Mordred grinned slightly.
Gwen
Gwen hummed around him, sparking again.
"Where's Gwen?" Bill asked suddenly.
Mordred
"Bathroom," Mordred lied, keeping back a moan.
"You know women."
Gwen
Gwen chuckled slightly, then carefully sent a spark at his nipple rings.
Billy nodded.
"Ahh, she's probably chatting."
Mordred
"Something like that," Mordred agreed.
He bit at his lip hard.
Gwen
Gwen swirled her tongue around his tip and then sparked.
"Are you ok?" Elijah asked.
Mordred
"I'm fine. Fiiiiine," Mordred drawled.
He ducked his head for a minute to hide his face as he came, before picking up his beer and sipping from it.
Gwen
Gwen swallowed and retreated from under the table.
She went into the bathroom, fixed herself out, then sauntered back out to the table, settling herself next to Mordred.
"Did I miss anything?"
Mordred
"Dom was telling us about Lost," Mordred said.
"Something to do with a polar bear."
Gwen
"Ahh, fair enough," Gwen said.
She sparked at his nipple rings.
"Long line in the toilet?" Dom asked.
"Yes... very *long*."
Mordred
"It's bad when that happens," Mordred said.
He drank from his beer slowly.
Gwen
"Mmmm, is, isn't it?"
Gwen let her fingers slide over his crotch.
"But what can we do?"
Mordred
Mordred shook his head slightly.
"Anyway. I'm graduating next month..."
Gwen
"Oh that's right," Gwen said.
"Ah, graduation," Billy said.
"I remember that. When I was a wee lad."
"You still are," Dom told him.
"Ah... probably."
Mordred
"It's annoying, because according to the records, I'm only 18," Mordred said.
"But when we were in MiddleEarth, I had my 21st birthday."
Gwen
"Yeah, but you do look 21," Gwen pointed out.
"So we could get you fake shit made up."
Mordred
"Ah, good idea, my love," Mordred said.
He leant over to kiss her gently.
Gwen
Gwen kissed him back sweetly, letting him chase out his taste through her mouth.
"Awwwwww," Dom grinned.
"Ok, more alcohol!"
Mordred
"I second that motion," Mordred said.
"But I don't want to get up and go to the bar."
Gwen
"And why's that?" Gwen asked, bending slightly to lick at his neck, nipping faintly.
Mordred
"Because you're here?" Mordred said, running a hand through her hair gently.
Gwen
Gwen smiled and kissed him again, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Good answer. Ok, Elijah, go on, fetch us more drinks."
Elijah shook his head.
"I can't carry them all, I'm much too small!"
Dom rolled his eyes and waved a waitress over.
Mordred
"Wuss," Mordred told Elijah, before paying for his and Gwen's drinks.
"Height has nothing to do with it."
Gwen
"But what if someone had *attacked* me, at the bar?" Elijah asked, horrified.
"Then I would've told Mordred to leave you alone," Gwen replied.
Mordred
Mordred chuckled.
"I think we should make him have a Danger room session with the Wolverine."
Gwen
"Oh no, I don't like the sound of that. Of any of that," Lij said emphatically.
"Oh it sounds like a great idea."
Mordred
"Cmon...then you'd have a proper scared expression instead of that 'Frodo' look."
MOrdred leant back in his chair.
Gwen
"Come on, Wolverine's not that big," Gwen lied.
"Really?" Elijah asked timidly.
Mordred
"Well, he's shorter then me, but a lot of people are," Mordred said, sounding smug about his height and general lankiness.
"He's not very tall."
Gwen
"You could beat him easily," Gwen said, lying her little ass off.
"Probably could beat Faith too."
Mordred
Mordred snorted.
"You know, we should get AI down to see how they do against us mutants."
Gwen
Gwen looked down at the table for a moment.
"Yeah," she said quietly.
Mordred
"I know Gunn can fight. But Wes?"
Mordred shook his head.
"Don't see it. Just don't see it."
Gwen
Gwen got up and headed to the bathroom.
"But you guys have powers," Dom pointed out.
"Slightly unfair advantage."
Mordred
"Not so much," MOrdred said.
"I can not 'port to make it fairer."
Dom
"Ah, but then that's you. Like what about the others with slightly more active powers. Gwen's, for example."
Dom nodded.
Mordred
"She has some control."
Mordred shrugged slightly.
"Besides, it makes the spar more interesting."
Dom
"Well... what about this Wolverine?" Dom asked, glancing at Elijah.
Mordred
"What about this Wolverine?" Mordred dead panned.
"Silent type."
Dom
"But his power?"
Dom looked curious.
Mordred
"Increased healing factor, enhanced senses," Mordred said.
He grinned, keeping the part about the adamantium claws to himself.
Faith
"Ah see, anything you do will heal, thereby, making him indestructable," Dom pointed out.
"He's what?" Elijah squeaked.
Faith walked into the bar, followed by a short, fat man from the Watcher's Council. He looked interested, she looked annoyed.
Mordred
"Oh, he's not indestructible," Mordred said.
"You just need to shove a sword through him to pin him down. Hey, Faith!"
He waved at her.
Faith
Faith walked over, leaving the guy at the bar.
"Hey Mordred. Skanky little man from the Watcher's Council is following me around, assessing my abilities. Don't think Logan is that impressed."
Mordred
"I see."
Mordred nodded slightly.
"Well, as a member of the more then slightly bad team, want me to get rid of him for you? The Watcher, not Logan."
Faith and Gwen
"Ah, better not. I'm being assessed on co-operation too. If I don't co-operate, they'll... well they'll kill me," Faith replied.
Gwen came out of the bathroom and nodded at Faith.
"Hey Faith."
"Why hello electro. Good to see ya."
Mordred
"So, that's a no go on dropping him buck naked in the Artic?" Mordred said.
"Nah, he'd probably live through that. Body fat."
Gwen and Faith
"Who are we killing?" Gwen asked, sitting down on Mordred's lap.
"No one," Faith laughed.
"I think Logan wanted to as well, but I had to put a stop to that. Speaking of Logan... he should be getting here soon."
"And then you can meet him, Elijah!" Gwen said.
Elijah paled as introductions were made.
Mordred & Logan
Mordred kissed Gwen's neck.
"I was saying we should kill the Watcher."
Logan stomped in, looked around, saw Faith and headed over.
"Hey, darlin'."
He kissed her, then looked around.
"Hey."
Gwen and Faith
"Hey. I thought you quit the Council?" Gwen asked.
"I thought so too. And I'd call it more firing. But they want me back," Faith replied.
She leant back into Logan's arms.
"Oh Logan, this is Dom, Bill and Elijah."
Logan
"Right."
Logan looked them over, eyebrow lifing slightly as he smelt the fear on Elijah.
"Why can't I just chop the Watcher into pieces?"
Faith
"Ah because you do that, and they'll kill me... unless that's your ultimate plan?" Faith asked.
Elijah eeped.
Logan
"God, I hate this..."
Logan put his hands on her hips.
"Can we sue 'em? You're the one who's friends with the law firm. Can't get 'em to back off with violence, let's try...god, I can't believe I'm saying this...words."
Faith and Gwen
"Oh my God, Wolverine suggesting words over actions..." Faith pretended to faint.
"The Watcher's Council is too old and too deep. Wolfram and Hart won't touch it."
The Watcher trotted over and bid Faith goodbye, telling her he'd see her tomorrow afternoon for the psychological test.
"Remember, you don't like to kill things," Gwen advised.
"Ha."
Mordred & Logan
"Oh, c'mon, who doesn't like to kill things?" Mordred said.
Logan grabbed a beer off the table, opening it.
"Fuzzy."
"Oh, but he's very Catholic."
Gwen and Faith
"So am I," Gwen protested.
"No you're not," Faith said.
"You enjoy sex far too much."
"Ah, this is true."
Mordred & Logan
"Very true," MOrdred said.
Logan shook his head.
"Kids."
"Oh, and who had a screaming match with Spike while f*cking?"
"That was Faith."
Faith and Gwen
"Ok, but that was because he deserved it," Faith retorted.
"He started it, so I simply had to finish it."
She sat down and pulled Logan down next to her.
Gwen laughed.
"They did what?" Dom asked, wide eyed.
Mordred
"Oh, Vort was so embarrassed later once he'd gotten over the post coitus glow."
Mordred grinned.
"Faith and Spike got into a slanging match while f*cking their respective others."
Faith
Faith grinned.
"We scared the living crap out of the kids, too."
Mordred
"I know."
Mordred chuckled.
"Tav and Dem were very afraid."
Faith
"Hey, he started yelling at me, and distracting me from what I was doing. Or who," Faith said.
"So you had to answer," Dom replied, nodding.
"Makes sense."
Logan
"It was annoying, that's what it was," Logan growled.
Gwen and Faith
"Poor Logan," Gwen replied.
"Oh I made it up to you," Faith said.
Logan
Logan grinned faintly, and drank his beer.
"Maybe a little."
Faith and Gwen
"Not just a little," Faith protested.
"Poor Logan, so mistreated," Gwen said.
"Yes, you should make it up to him again. Obviously," Bill said, nodding.
Logan
Logan shook his head slightly, and kissed Faith gently.
"Anyway. When does the Watcher leave?"
Faith and Gwen
"Tomorrow. After my test. Assuming I'm not still criminally insane," Faith said.
"Ha, he's never leaving," Gwen replied.
Logan
"Oh, he will," Logan said.
"Even if I have to throw him on the damn plane."
Faith
"And you'd do that, for me?" Faith said, making her voice high pitched as she batted her eyelashes at him.
"She's very cute," Dom said to Bill.
Logan & Mordred
"Course, darlin'," Logan said.
"And stop doing that, you're making me nervous."
"Not as cute as mo cariad," Mordred said, smiling at Gwen.
Gwen and Faith
Gwen smiled and kissed Mordred softly.
"Why thank you."
Faith kept batting her eyelashes.
"Stop doing this?"
Logan
"Yes, that," Logan said.
Faith
Faith stopped and smiled cheekily.
"Ok. I'll stop. For now."
Logan
"Good."
Logan drank some more beer.
"Because it's something like what Kitty would do."
Faith
"Ah, but I'm hot," Faith answered.
"Very much so."
Logan
"Modesty suits you," Logan said.
Faith
"Everything suits me," Faith replied.
She settled herself in his lap.
"She's a shy one, isn't she?" Billy joked.
Logan
"Clothes don't suit you," Logan said.
He put his hands around her waist.
Faith and Gwen
Faith leant back against Logan.
"Mmmm, spose not."
"Oh I think they do," Gwen put in.
"I don't want to see her without them."
Logan & Mordred
Logan grinned and nuzzled Faith's neck.
Mordred chuckled.
"Clothes have a purpose."
Faith and Gwen
Faith laughed and turned to kiss him softly.
"They do," Gwen said, nodding.
"Not on you though, Mordred."
Mordred
"I think everyone but you would agree that on me they do," Mordred said.
"Or maybe that girl over there would agree with you."
He waved his fingers slightly at a girl who was staring at the table.
Gwen
"Bad Mordred. Bad, bad man," Gwen said, sliding off his lap.
"It's ok, Gwen, I'll have you," Dom said, nodding.
Mordred
"What?" Mordred protested.
"I was just pointing her out."
Gwen and Faith
Gwen licked Mordred's neck.
"You're mine, that's all."
Faith's eyes widened.
"Ok, that's not my hand. Logan?"
Mordred & Logan
"Ah, but you're mine as well."
Mordred kissed her.
"Yeah, darlin'?" Logan said softly, grinning.
Gwen and Faith
Gwen kissed Mordred back.
"That's right."
Faith raised her eyebrows.
"Are we verging on naughty touching here?"
"Whoa," Dom said.
Logan
"Verging?"
Logan grinned wolfily, fingers rubbing at her gently through her pants.
Faith
"Already there," Faith said.
She slid a hand behind her into his pants.
Logan
Logan growled softly and bit at her neck.
"What say we say g'night to these folk?"
Faith and Gwen
"Right. Night everyone."
Faith hopped up and started to pull Logan from the bar before anyone could answer.
"Hmm, I wonder what they're going to do," Gwen joked.
Mordred
"We know, we don't want to know specifics," Mordred said.
"Despite how loud their minds are."
Gwen
"My poor telepathic husband," Gwen said sympathetically.
"Imagining her in the sack isn't that bad," Dom said, grinning.
"But with me, not him."
Mordred
"Just don't let Logan hear you say that," Mordred said.
"He has a nasty temper."
Gwen
"He'd kill you, slowly, painfully," Gwen said.
"Eeep!"
Mordred
"He's good at what he does," Mordred said.
"And what he does isn't very nice."
Gwen
"Possessive too," Gwen put in.
"But... but... but..." Dom managed to stammer out.
"He wouldn't *really* kill me, would he?"
Mordred
Mordred shrugged slightly, finishing off his bottle of beer.
"Guess you won't know until you provoke him."
Gwen
"So do it. I dare ya," Gwen grinned.
She took another swig of her beer.
Mordred
"They're your friends, cariad," Mordred drawled.
"If you're not all that fond of 'em...sure, let them make Logan angry."
Dom
"No, Gwen, we love you, please don't!" Dom begged.
"I'm far too young to die."
Mordred
Mordred chuckled, leaning back in his chair.
"Ah, he probably woulnd't kill ya. Xavier doesn't like bodies piling up."
Gwen
Gwen giggled and kissed Mordred's cheek.
"Yeah. You're safe, it's ok."
Mordred
MOrdred kissed her properly.
"Where did you load the kids off to anyway?"
Gwen
"Neighbours. The mutant ones," Gwen replied.
"But I think they agreed so readily so they could play the PS2."
Mordred
"God bless technology," Mordred said.
"Can you imagine if Fao didn't have one and got bored?"
Gwen
"We'd have to entertain him ourselves!"
Gwen rested her head against Mordred's shoulder.
"You know... I was in the video store the other day..."
"Yes..." Elijah said carefully.
"And during my search for videos of any kind, I found a very interesting one. Involving you guys. And involving rings of a certain kind."
Mordred
"Stop right now," Mordred said.
"Right now. Do not extrapolate further."
Gwen
The three hobbits looked pale.
Gwen grinned.
"Lets hire it."
Mordred
"Let's not, ok, darling love?" Mordred said.
"Look, you're scaring the hobbits."
Gwen
"We'll only hire porn if it has women in it," Dom said.
"Oh, well, there goes 'Lord Of My Ring'. Damn."
Gwen nibbled at Mordred's neck, biting down over his Claim mark.
Mordred
Mordred moaned softly.
"A good guideline."
Gwen
Gwen bit a little harder, breaking the skin a little, and lapping at the blood.
"Yes, women porn is good," Dom announced.
Mordred
Mordred's hips bucked slightly.
"Ah, but the real thing is even better."
Gwen
Gwen moved into his lap and ground her hips slightly.
"Yes, it is," Dom agreed.
"However, watching is a fine substitute."
Mordred
"I guess..."
Mordred kissed Gwen hard.
Gwen
Gwen kissed him back, and slid her hand up his shirt, pulling on his nipple rings.
"Mordred doesn't ever have to worry about finding a substitute."
Mordred
Mordred moaned again softly.
"Well, that's reassuring."
Gwen
"Indeed. Unless, of course, we ever were separated for some time, in which case, you could use your hand until I got back."
Gwen mouthed kisses down to his neck again.
Mordred
"Don't jinx us," Mordred warned.
"Should we go home?"
Gwen
"Home is good."
Elijah stood and was wobbling quite severely.
"You always get me drunk - whoa!"
He tripped and landed on the ground.
Mordred
"Someone can't hold their booze," Mordred commented as he stood with Gwen.
"Light weight."
Gwen
"I'm tiny!" Elijah protested, as Dom helped him to his feet.
Gwen leant against Mordred, thinking quite loudly about what they'd done in London.
Mordred
"I know small people who can drink more then you can."
Mordred paused.
"And one of 'em's a girl."
Gwen
"But I'm cute, and lovable, and hobbity!" Elijah exclaimed.
"Yes, yes, I'm sure," Gwen said, helping Dom get Elijah out of the bar.
Mordred
"Where is the elf, anyway?" Mordred asked.
"And the other one."
Gwen
"Orli's with Kate," Billy said, turning his nose up.
"And Sean's with his family. At Disneyland. Or something. Universal Studios."
"Hey we should take our kids there," Gwen said, struggling with Elijah, who appeared to be demonstrating his ability to fly.
Mordred
"Yeah," Mordred said.
"The wonders of Yankee commercialism at work..."
Gwen
"Ah commercialism, where would we be without it?" Gwen asked.
"Probably sitting back being farmers. Eating yoghurt."
Mordred
"Yogurt's alright," Mordred said.
"And I was a farmer, so shh."
Gwen
Gwen stopped and looked at Mordred.
"Say that again."
Mordred
"Say what?" Mordred asked.
"You knew my family was in farming before my Da died."
Gwen
"No, no, the yoghurt. Say that again."
Gwen looked fascinated.
Mordred
Mordred sighed.
"Yogurt."
Gwen
Gwen chuckled.
"Say it again!"
Mordred
"What? No!"
Mordred shut his mouth emphatically.
Gwen
Gwen leant over and kissed him on the cheek.
"God that's cute."
Mordred
"How was that cute? All I was doing was saying yogurt!"
Mordred looked confused and drunk.
Gwen
Gwen laughed.
"Yoghurt."
Mordred
"Yogurt."
Mordred shook his head.
"Rightio, she's finally flipped. She's barking."
Gwen
Gwen giggled.
"Yoghurt."
She slid her arms around Mordred's waist as they waited for the cab.
"Say it again, please."
She bit at his earlobe.
Mordred
"The things I do fer ya, woman..."
Mordred shook his head.
"Yogurt."
Gwen
"If you say it again, I'll make it worth your while," Gwen offered.
One of her hands was about to verge on naughty touching.
Mordred
"You're a loony, you know that, don't you?"
Mordred rolled his eyes.
"Yogurt."
Gwen
Gwen held her stomach as she burst into a new round of laughter.
Mordred
Mordred sighed, and looked at the hobbits.
"Why me?"
Dom
"Hey, you married her," Dom said, holding his hands up as he helped Elijah into the cab.
"We can't help if she's insane."
"She's right, it is yoghurt," Elijah said from the car.
Mordred
"Who cares?!"
Mordred growled, then put Gwen in the cab.
"Let's get you home before you hurt yourself. Or me."
Gwen
They arrived home and stumbled into Gwen and Mordred's house.
Gwen and Elijah were now both laughing about yogurt.
Mordred
"Right, bed for you."
Mordred led Gwen to their bedroom.
"Night all. If you throw up, please try to get to the bathroom first."
Gwen
"Will do!" the three hobbits exclaimed.
Gwen let Mordred led her away.
"Are you taking me here to ravage me?"
Mordred
"No, no ravaging tonight."
Mordred led her into their bedroom and closed the door behind her.
"I'd forgotten how quickly you get drunk."
Gwen
Gwen pouted.
"Awwww."
Mordred
MOrdred went and got her a drink of water.
"Drink this. You'll thank me in the morning."
Gwen
Gwen drank some of the water.
"Mmm."
She settled herself down on the bed, curling up.
"Do you think Angel knew?"
Mordred
Mordred lay next to her, lazily kicking his boots off.
"Knew what?"
Gwen
"How grateful I was."
Gwen rolled into Mordred's arms.
"That he helped me get everything together."
Mordred
MOrdred stroked her arms gently.
"I think he did."
Gwen
Gwen turned and kissed him softly.
"I miss him. Even though sometimes he bossed me around, I do."
Mordred
"You're allowed to, you know."
Mordred kissed her again gently.
Gwen
"Just doesn't feel real sometimes."
Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck, letting her fingers dance along his Claim mark.
"I keep imagining he's going to call and tell me he needs help breaking into a building or something."
Mordred
"I was there, cariad."
Mordred pulled her in closer.
"He...disappeared. Blinked out. His mind no longer exists, because there is no body to shelter it."
Gwen
Gwen buried her head in his neck.
"Wish he'd come back."
Mordred
"We all have people we wish would," Mordred said.
He rubbed her back gently.
Gwen
Gwen nodded and reached up to kiss him again.
"I love you."
Mordred
"I love you too."
Mordred kissed her neck, just holding her, before he yawned slightly.
Gwen
Gwen snuggled into his arms.
"Night, amin liy."
Mordred
"Night, cariad. Sleep well."
Mordred pulled the sheets up over them before they fell asleep.