YarnKittymon: LB: ::comes over to Maeve's house
early the next morning, and knocks on the door::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::theres a long pause before the locks are thrown and the door swings open.:: Hey Libby, what brings you by so early in the morning? ::tries to cover up a yawn. She looks like she hasn't slept much:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks a little worried:: Are you all right? I heard Donald...got hurt pretty badly...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks confused:: Yeah, sure, I'm okay. ::frowns, then looks even more confused::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Then what's wrong? You don't look quite yourself, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: Um, you came over here because you heard Donald was hurt?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods, looking down:: They're saying the doctor had just about given up, that he wasn't breathing, but he was up to read the news today, and to be honest, I'
YarnKittymon: ve never heard him sound better.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shakes her head:: Nevermind, ignore me. My brain is still asleep. For a moment there I thought you were concerned over Donald. ::steps back, opening the door wider:: Would you like to come in?
YarnKittymon: LB: Well, I'm really just worried about *you,* Maeve. ::steps past Maeve, getting a glimpse of the woman's left hand; stops still, eyes wide::
Maeve Owens: MV: Why? Donald's the one with the heart condition. ::she was about to shut the door when she caught Libby's eyes settling on the rock adorning her left hand. She smiles nervously, praying she wont ask, and slips both arms behind her back::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::blushes slightly; softly:: Is that...from him?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::ducks her head; soflty:: yep.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::after a long pause:: So you've...forgiven him?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: Going to have to someday. More like I'm working on it I guess. I mean it was a long time ago and its not like I haven't done... worse ...things. ::shrugs again::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks down and takes a deep breath; softly:: I think you're making a mistake, Maeve...but I hope you're happy.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::rubs at her eyes:: I'm suppose to be. Guess I just got to wait for the happiness to kick in. ::forces a small laugh::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::narrows her eyes:: So you're just going to marry him, expecting you'll grow to love him?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::winces, nodding:: I thought I did once before and I guess I do again. I mean why else would I have married him in the future? ::quietly:: I don't want to end up alone Libby.
YarnKittymon: LB: That's a *terrible* reason to get married! How do you know the right man isn't out there?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: Because I marry Donald in the future? And its not like I don't care about him Libby, I just... ::shrugs:: I dont know.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::more quietly:: I guess you should've told him that, but I guess it's too late now.
Maeve Owens: MV: I keep telling him he isn't going to die until 37 but for some reason I don't think he is listening to me. He said something before about not waiting around for some feeling that may or may not return. So what does that leave me to do? Give up completely on this happy future I'm suppose to have? ::sadly:: At least I wont be completely alone. Besides, I made a promise to someone in the future. ::frowns again::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::frowning:: Well, *I* don't believe you know what happens in the future, either. Maybe you...only would've been happy with him if you hadn't *known* you were supposed to be happy.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, I know what was *suppose* to happen in the future. I saw our great grandson. I made a promise to his mother I woudn't do anything to change history and him not being born. ::shrugs:: And you could be right. Maybe now that I know it wont happen now... ::she shoves herself away from the door, pushing it closed and walks towards the living room::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::follows her:: I care about you, Maeve, and I'm not going to let you make this mistake.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stops, looking down at her hand and twisting the band back and forth; softly:: What if not going through with this is a bigger mistake?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Do you think it will be? I can't see how any good can come out of you marrying him, no matter what you say.
Maeve Owens: MV: You think he'd hurt us again? I mean he did help us all get out afterwards... ::sighs::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs:: I don't know, but I truly think it's a sin to marry a man you don't love.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::winces:: And breaking off an engagement the next day because you change your mind? Doesn't that make me even a worse person? Besides its not like I don't have any feelings for him... I mean I was upset when he stopped breathing... and it might just happen again if I take it back...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::rolls her eyes:: He doesn't even look that sick. He'll be fine.
Maeve Owens: MV: If you hate him so much for what he did then why don't you hate me too? I've done things in my past that aren't all that great either.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: But not to *us.* Becky came so close to dying, and all because I had been caught...
Maeve Owens: MV: So? Aren't you afraid that someday I could? ::smirks, shaking her head:: My point is... I feel like a hypocrite since I cant forgive him for kidnapping us when I've killed several people. ::her gaze drops to the floor:: Besides, Becky wouldn't have been there if I hadn't led them all there. Not to say it wouldn't have happened eventually no matter what...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head:: Love isn't about tallying who's a better person. If you can't forgive him, you can't, and it's not right for you to pretend you love him when you don't.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sadly:: I guess I just feel bad because I cant forgive and forget when I've done no worse. ::pouts:: It felt like the right thing to do at the time but now its turning into a bad decision that I dont know how to deal with. I want the happy future, I'm just not sure how to get it. And people marry for many different reasons and I haven't exactly told him that I loved him.
YarnKittymon: LB: Well, thinking *Donald's* the key to your happy future is about the stupidest thing I've ever heard of. ::turns away:: I'm going to tell him.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes widen and she grabs for Libby's arm:: It sounded crazy to me when I first heard it but I was staring at my great grandson! Toby and Becky know it happens. Besides, you can't tell him! Thats as about as wrong as marrying him even though I'm not *in love* with him this very minute!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks back at Maeve; softly:: Are you going to tell him you don't love him, then?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks away from her; wincing:: Its not a complete lie if I never say the words is it? I just dont want to see the look on his face when I give him back the ring. What if he has another attack and then he really does die on me?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::frowns; after a pause:: He said before that his life is yours, right? So even if he's cruel enough to die on you, that's how he wanted it.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well maybe I don't want another person dying on me!
YarnKittymon: LB: Maybe he can just turn it on and off like a possum! Maybe he just *looked* dead so he could propose to you afterwards!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::rolls her eyes:: Oh please, Donald isn't capable of such deciet, that much I know.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::coldly:: He's done worse.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sadly:: I know, but once again, so have I. So who am I to judge? Who else would even want me Libby?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Lots of men, if you'd control your temper a little, and maybe even if you didn't. You're beautiful.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: And if they were to ever learn of the things I've gotten myself into? It would most likely be over in a heartbeat. My past doesn't seem to stay buried for long.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: If you really think that, I guess you have to learn to be happy on your own. I'll be here for you.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: Maybe now, but you'll probably get a family of your own someday.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smirks:: No promises about *that.* But even if I do, I'll still love you too.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::gives her a small smile and nods:: Thanks Libby.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::comes to Maeve's door at about 7 PM that night, and knocks so gently it's almost a tap::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::A few seconds later the door swings open. Theres a nervous smile on her face; softly:: Hey.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve, all the joy he had last night now missing from his face:: May I come in?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods her head a few times and steps back. She's now avoiding any and all eye contact. If he bothers to notice, the ring is missing from her left hand. Its sitting in the table in front of her sofa. After closing the door she motions for him to sit down.::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sees the ring and shakes his head slightly, not sitting down:: Then this is goodbye, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: I'm sorry. Libby was right though. It wouldn't be fair to me or you. I guess the future I thought was there just wont be this time. ::she's still looking at the ground::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::his voice breaks:: But I'd dared to hope...::shakes his head, then turns away:: I'm leaving town. I don't expect to see you again.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods, shakily she goes over and picks up the ring and walks back over to him.:: I don't blame you. Here. ::she holds the ring out to him:: I'm sorry you had to hear it from Libby, I didn't think she'd go over and tell you.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't raise his hand:: I don't want it back. I don't have any use for it. And Libby didn't say a word; Mrs. Caradson overheard.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes narrow:: Figures. ::she glances back down at the ring and sighs:: Take it back Donald, you never know. You could meet someone new.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::shakes his head:: I don't want to deal with it. If you can't stand it take it to a pawnbroker, maybe use the money to pay back some of the people I borrowed from. ::goes to the door, his hand shaking::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes slip closed:: Fine.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at Maeve; softly:: Goodbye. ::opens the door and walks out::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::softly:: Goodbye.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stands there for a few moments staring at the door before hastily snatching up her keys from the table and walking out the door. She makes a stop at Mrs. Caradasons and chews her out for sticking her nose where it doesnt belong, before heading over to Libby's for consolation and perhaps a girls night out of drinking::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::is holding Maeve by the arm
as they go into Jack's bar:: This'll cheer you right up. Or it'll
cheer me right up, anyway, which is something.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::is leaning on the bar chatting to one of the older men, although he glances at the door and smiles at Libby, a slightly annoyed look crossing his face as he notices Maeve with her::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she looks depressed and like she hasn't slepped at all the night before. She forces a smile when Libby speaks but stays silent herself. She doesn't notice Jack's annoyed look, instead watching the ground in front of her::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::half-drags Maeve to the bar:: Come on. What are you having?
Maeve Owens: MV: Something that will drown out all recollection of past conversations.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::without his usual humour:: Whisky's good for that although it tends to come back up after a while if you have too much
YarnKittymon: LB: I'll just have a beer; that stuff never hurt anyone.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::nods and turns to pour her a pint::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods:: Sure, that'll do just fine.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::hands Libby her pint and turns to pour another:: Just as long as makin yerself forget ain't so that you can go around messing with 'is head again tomorrow wi'out remembering what you did today
YarnKittymon: LB: ::frowns, looking at Jack::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::gulps:: Spoke to Donald eh? ::smiles a little sheepishly::
Quantum Catz: JK: Word gets round and it ain't nothin to smile about - all he could think about in jail was you - least he deserves is to be told the truth straight out
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sadly:: I wasn't counting on a nosy neighbor beating me to it or I would have. YarnKittymon: LB: ::sighs:: We should've kept our voices down, I guess.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::mutters:: Ye shouldn't've agreed t'anythin in the first place - ye should've told him the truth when he first got here
Maeve Owens: MV: ::groans:: Its more complicated than that Jack but I'm not about to explain it to another person who isn't going to believe me.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sips her beer, not ready to argue::
Quantum Catz: JK: Yeah, some stupid thing about some stupid future - but it ain't your job to make things happen - if you don't love him you bloody don't - you don't keep on about some crap that you will one day
Quantum Catz: JK: ::puts her beer down in front of her and turns to move away::
YarnKittymon: LB: Well, she's made things right now, anyway.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looking guilty:: Okay, fine, we all agree I'm a horrible person. ::takes the beer and about finishes it in one gulp::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::mutters:: Took her bloody long enough ::heads over to serve someone at the opposite end of the bar::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::puts her hand on Maeve's:: You're not horrible.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: Okay fine, completely and totally unforgivably horrible. ::smirks:: And if half the population thinks it then there must be something to it then.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::rather sharply:: Well, how were you *supposed* to act when he went on every five minutes about how you meant everything in the world to him and he'd do anything in the world for you--he made it sound like if you said
YarnKittymon: anything to dissuade him he'd just disappear off the face of the earth!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::winces:: or go kill himself. or turn himself in. Or better yet have another episode in order to get my attention. I dont know... I just feel like I'm being ungrateful after he came all the way over here to stop... that... from
Maeve Owens: happening.
YarnKittymon: LB: Well, it was his fault it happened in the first place, wasn't it?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: Who knows. My... picture.. started it. ::she frowns at her empty beer mug but is a bit hesitant to call Jack back over::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smirks, motioning to her half-full glass:: Drink that if it'll get you the courage to ask for another.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shakes her head:: Nah, thats okay. I'm not sure how many of those it would take.
YarnKittymon: LB: Suit yourself. ::finishes her beer, then catches Jack's eye, just motioning to their glasses with a smile::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::comes back over a couple of minutes later with another two beers, tidying away the empty mugs:: I ain't sorry for what i said, Maeve. I know you ain't had it easy but...he ain't either is all i'm saying
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: She's already unhappy, Jack; just leave it go.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stays silent, looking uncomfortable and a bit sullen::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::softly:: That was all i was gonna say. I'm just hopin the two of ye can jus' get on with yer lives now ::heads away again::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sips her beer, slowly::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she takes a few sips::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::weakly:: You ain't cheered up yet, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::dazed:: I dont think...thats likely to happen. ::takes another, longer, sip of her drink::
YarnKittymon: LB: Why not? You're free to go after any man who catches your eye, now.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::laughs:: Well, the only other one to show any interest is long gone now... seeing that he was around when I said I had to stay with Donald...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins:: I'll find someone for you, then.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::groans:: No, please, no set ups. But thanks anyway for the offer.
YarnKittymon: LB: Well, maybe not *just* yet.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::comes into the bar Jack works
at about 8 PM, after Libby and Maeve have left; he's wearing a
fair-sized pack on his back, and looking rather unhappy; walks
up to the bar, looking around for Jack::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::has just finished serving someone a pint and glances over at Donald, frowning and moving towards him:: Going somewhere, Don?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods:: Leaving town. I just wanted to thank you for all you did for me. I'll never forget it.
Quantum Catz: JK: Guess ye've given up on the firebrand then, huh?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks away:: She tried to give me the ring back the day after she took it, Jack. I can't...stay here.
Quantum Catz: JK: 'S a shame after all that pinin you put me through...but girls like her - they're jus' dreams, mate. They don't last n they ain't real - you'll get over it, trust me
YarnKittymon: DL: ::tries to smile (without much luck); softly:: Thanks. ::quickly:: I guess it wasn't all bad, though? We did save her life, and now you're free. Well, stuck on this island, but other than that, you're free.
Quantum Catz: JK: Yeah, nothin like sortin out someone like Seth to make you feel good. N you're free too - ye noticed that right?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods, once, and then again:: Free from Marquis too. ::holds out his hand:: It's already late, but if I don't leave now I never will.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shakes Donald's hand:: Alright - good luck, mate
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods:: You too. Maybe *one* of us can be lucky at love here, huh?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shrugs:: I dunno about that - ever since i took it up, i ain't been able to get the smuggling out of my blood, n Libby don't seem like the kind to take too sweetly to that - goin straight just don't tend to last to long wi' me
YarnKittymon: DL: Well, it looks to *me* like she's just mad about you. And if she's not, at least she'll let you know.
Quantum Catz: JK: Yeah, she ain't the kind to mess you about...but yer bound to find a real woman one day, Don, n if you don't, well, there's other things to life ::smirks:: And you don't have to love a girl to have fun
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles weakly, though it's pretty clear he won't be taking Jack's advice; goes towards the door:: Goodbye, then.
Quantum Catz: JK: See you round, mate. Don't be a stranger
YarnKittymon: DL: ::glances back and nods, waving just slightly to Jack, then leaves the bar::
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