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Category:
1 through F › Dollhouse
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,580
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
i do not own dollhouse, it is owned by joss whedon and mutant enemy etc. i make no profit from writing the following or using the characters they created.
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echos pov
We were holding a line in Reno when i felt his presence. He has this way of sending shivers down my spine. I can feel him when he is close. maybe it's because he helped create me as the person i am today. We had bailed up inside a building and had no way out when a hand reached down from an air vent. I raised my gun instinctively ready to fight him off when he fired his own. He took down a guy who was behind me and about to strike. then i saw in his face, something was different. In his eyes was a a kindness. the kindness that sometimes had shone thru when he was a doll, innocent, concerned. there was something else there too which took me a second to register, and there it was-shame. We pulled ourselves out and found refuge a few streets over taking shifts to watch the perimeter. It was hours before we spoke a word. He sat down next to me on my shift and eventually looked into my eyes. "I'm glad to see lover-boy ok again" the worst possible topic to bring up. Paul had never been the same. We had lost everything that made us unique. He had no feelings towards me, feelings I thought he once did. I clenched my jaw remembering the hell that this man had made my life into. "For what it's worth I'm sorry. .He got me back though you know he never lets me forget it, never lets me forget what you had either. it all still exists in here" he said tapping his head. "But it doesn't for Paul" i eventually spoke softly. "He's not the man i loved" I watched him sigh as i spoke the words. Then i watched in amazement as tears began to fall down my face. he held me then. not possessive and selfish as he had once been but tender and concerned. His electric blue eyes closing and his huge hands shaking. Something made me lean into him, to press his lips against mine. he was hesitant at first but then yielded to me . I watched his personalities flash across his eyes and brow most possessive, some cruel but he pushed them all down. then he spoke in a sad tone. "Shall i be him for you then? Is that what you want?" but somehow it wasn't ..........