Aegis 3.0

[Scripted Away]

Mac grinned happily as Hunter cuddled against him and tightly wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling his face inti her hair for a moment.
"Well, if they aren't, we can still go to Hawaii or...oh; what about Egypt? Or France? You could show us all where you come from. Only if you want that, considering your past though, of course."

Rachel gently silenced Jim with another kiss when he apologized for sounding grumpy.
"Shhh...", she whispered to his ear, smiling softly. "We've been apart for long. Four months. That's a hellishly long time. And there's so much that needs to be fixed now... but let's just forget about all that for tonight. Let's just be happy. And tomorrow, you'll have a good talk with Mayrose. Promise?"
Burying her face at his neck, she smirked softly as she wrapped her arms around him. "Hey, now that we're immortal...you won't ever have to fear losing me again. We literally have an eternity waiting for us. Hope you are ready to have me around for centuries and millenia."

Sam groaned at Emma's joke and gently pulled her closer, laying down again with a smirk.
"So...in just a few hours we will be standing in front of the altar. And this time, honey, everything will be perfect for you. I'll make sure it will. And i promise you you'll never have to go through anything like the things in your past again. I love you."
Smiling softly, he cuddled against her and softly stroked over her belly. "Nothing will ever hurt my family again..."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter's eyes widened as Macon mentioned going to France.
"Are you kidding me? I love France, despite my past and bad memories I have from that place.", she grinned happily, cuddling tightly against her comfortable husband. "We could go see the Eiffel Tower, and 'L'arc de triomphe de l'étoile' and perhaps as well la Côte D'azûr! The water there is so pretty. Oh oh or 'Le Mont Blanc', that's a mountain with the prettiest view ever once reached the top! 'Parc Astérix' for the little ones? Can't forget the Louvre! There's just so much to see and do!"

Jim nodded at everything she said, yet opened his mouth to speak when she mentioned Mayrose.
"Can't you come with me tomorrow?", he asked, looking at her with his big puppy eyes. "I just... I'm kinda nervous for that... talk. You know I don't like to talk. Eh no, wait... you know what I mean."
He sighed silently as she said he'd never have to be afraid again of losing her. If she only knew...
"I'm ready to have you around for eternities.", he replied. "I just hope you'll be ready for an eternity with this guy."

Emma peacefully closed her eyes as Sam gently stroke over her belly. She loved it when he did that. It made her feel so safe.
"And I promise that you will never have to be afraid of losing us. We're here. We'll stay, okay, sweetie?"
She softly kissed his chin, sighing happily as she enjoyed his touch a little more.
"I love you, Sam. I love you so much."

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac chuckled as he saw hunter that happy and excited.
"Maybe we should go to France right away", he suggested smiling, intertwining his fingers with Hunter's while he rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Or we make a tour through Europe? France, Spain, Greece, Italy, Germany, Poland, Luxembourg... there's a nice village there!"
He grinned widely by now.
"Or...just an idea, just...think about it? We ask rex and Lucifer if they can take care of the kids, just for a week or so. We make a tour, see everything we always wanted to see. And every evening, we teleport home to say goodnight and everything. Just you and me. We never had a honeymoon..."
((And it would be difficult playing Mac, Hunter, AND all the kids all the time.. X'D))

Rachel smiled softly as she stroked over Jim's cheek, but shook her head.
"Honey, you go to Mayrose to talk about the things you refuse to tell me or Macon. Those are the things that drive you insane regularly, but apparently you don't want to let any of us past that wall. I know if i would come with you, you wouldn't make any progress there. Look i understand you're afraid to lose me. And i accept you don't want to let me in. Not entirely, at least. But for our kids sake- at least let Mayrose in. You need that help, honey."
She cuddled against him a bit tighter and breathed into his neck, slowly closing her eyes. "And of course I'm ready for an eternity with you, Honey. You by my side- that's all I ever wanted, ever since we came together almost seven years ago. And who knows, Maybe one day, you will learn that nothing of the things you are scared to tell me could ever make me leave you."
Smiling softly, she looked into his eyes.
"Don't look at me like that, of course I know you aren't telling me everything because you're scared. You're a great actor, Honey, but I know you better than I know myself. I can see. See the real Jim, behind this handsome, collected facade. And I love both of you." A soft chuckle made it up her throat as she kissed her shocked looking husband. "For who you are."

"I love you too", Sam whispered to Emma's ear as he pulled her as close as possible.
"You all. My family."
He closed his shining eyes for a moment, just enjoying his soon-to-be wife's warmth while he held her hand. "Hmmmmh father would h-"
His eyes suddenly started glowing entirely and his while body tensed up, until the how faded again and he say up abruptly, panting heavily as if he had just ran a marathon.
"...father!"

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter turned her head towards Macon's, her eyes sparkling happily.
"That's actually a great idea!", she replied, grinning. "I've been to Belgium, Luxembourg and the Netherlands before! I could show you some great places there! And it has always been a dream of mine to visit Greece."
She hugged him tightly, sighing happily.
"Honey, whatever we decide, I'm just glad to be with you."
((true xD))

Jim just stared blankly at Rachel for a moment, not knowing wether to be scared or shocked or happy that she knew or terrified because she did - or everything at the same time.
"It's not that I don't want to let you or Macon in entirely.", he mumbled silently, looking down at his hands. "I choose not to... to protect you."
His eyes gained the slight flickering he always had when he was lost in thoughts once again.
"I just... there's things I... I am scared to tell either of you, because I am still scared to lose you...", he sighed brokenly, nuzzling his face into Rachel's hair, closing his eyes as he took in her wonderful familiar scent.
"And maybe I'm still scared of myself."

Emma frowned confused, putting her hands on Sam's shoulders as she stared into his eyes.
"Honey?", she asked, gently running her fingers through his hair. "Honey can you hear me? Are you ok?"
She was now starting to get scared. What was wrong?
"Father? What's with him? Honey?"

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac smiled happily as he pulled Hunter closer and nuzzled his face into her hair.
This was one of those moments when he just couldn't believe how his life had turned out. From the black sheep of the family over a killing machine to a happy and loving father, brother and husband.
"Hey honey?", he mumbled to her ear. "Did I ever tell you... that you're a hero to me? I'd be nothing today, if I hadn't met you.i would've given up long ago, but you keep lighting my world up. You're just amazing. And I'm cheesy."

Rachel softly stroked through Jim's hair and leaned her forehead into the crook of his neck. "Honey, whatever it is you are keeping to yourself- you are my husband. You are my one and only true love. And nothing could ever change that."
She gently took his hands and looked deep into his eyes.
"I know it's hard for you to believe- but I need you just as much as you need me. Baby I'm just as scared to lose you. But not because you scared me away then, but because you locked me out completely."
She planted a small kiss on his lips and sighed
"All we can do is trust eachother. I know I do."

Sam's face was covered in tears within a few seconds before he looked at Emma with a wide smile.
"I can hear him...", he whispered while he was still crying of happiness. "My father is back!"

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter slightly tilted her head, looking at Macon with big eyes as she raised an eyebrow.
"A hero?", she asked. "Sweetie, I'm not a hero. Remember how I kept missing targets in combat with a gun while I was able to shoot perfectly in private?"
She grabbed his hand and stared down at it, gently resting her head on his shoulder.
"I never did anything heroic... HACK always talked about capturing Rachel and Jim because they're so strong. Now even after the war people know who they are, and they know who you are too. Mention 'Hunter' and everybody asks who that might be."
She looked up into his eyes, hers sparkling softly, a smile on her face.
"You're the hero here, honey."

Jim looked at Rachel with big, slightly scared, eyes, before he turned his gaze away from her.
"I do trust you.", he mumbled. "I trust you more than anyone else."
He sighed silently, wrapping his arms tightly around her and taking in her scent for a moment.
"I just know how worried you already are about me by knowing the tip of the iceberg from what goes on inside my head. I don't want you to worry even more if I'd tell you the rest."
Jim leaned his head back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling.
"It is just getting too much to handle and I'm scared that I'll lose you because of it...", he whimpered, his eyes still locked to the ceiling.
"Because I've lost you to it before..."

Emma blinked a couple of times, first not really knowing how to react to that, and lastly just hugged him tightly.
"I am so happy for you, honey! How do you know he's back?"

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac smiled gently as he put a hand on the back of Hunter's neck and pulled her into a deep kiss.
"Heroes don't always save the world", he mumbled to get ear, leaning his forehead against the side of her head. "Heroes are those who give us hope that this world can be a better place. If you ask me, a hero isn't defined by how many people know their name, or hang up their pictures. They are the ones who care, even though they know nobody will notice. Just like you. You didn't put up with all the pain and fear and sadness of helping a monster become a man because you wanted to be known for it. You probably didn't even care if I would realize how much I owe you. You did it because you cared. That's what makes you a hero, honey. Times already were so hard for you. And still you kept putting mine in front of your needs. Jim might be the greatest fighter of us, and Rachel might be the most fearless of us all. And i might be the smartest person this planet has ever seen. But you..."
He sighed softly as he looked down into her eyes, his sparkling like the stars, and kissed her once more. "You bear a light inside you no words could ever describe. If you could just me the way I see you..."
By now, he was smiling like a complete idiot. "I'm sure it would take lifetimes to find out ever facet of this beautiful diamond. And an eternity until the day comes when you don't make me fall for you over and over again at least ten times a day. So don't you be afraid to ever lose me. And don't you ever thin you're less than my hero."

Rachel lifted one shoulder with a sad smile. "Honey I've given up trying to see you through for a long time. You're a riddle that doesn't want to be solved, apparently, and I accepted that."
She leaned her head against his chest and sighed silently. "And to be honest I don't know how to finally make you understand I will be with you until the universe ends. I don't know. But even you have to see it can't go on like that forever. It won't work, to keep it all inside. It already doesn't work just now. Hey i don't care who you open up to. All i want is that you do. Because if you don't, you will cause much more destruction than you ever could by just being open. And... I think what you don't see is that you aren't protecting me by locking up. You're protecting yourself. Don't you think I keep worrying what could be so bad you keep destroying yourself with it? That's the far bigger problem here, lone wolf."

"I can hear his voice again...", Sam whispered with giant eyes.
"It's silent, and he seems weak, but it definitely was his voice!"

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter wiped away some of her tears, stared at Macon for a second before she lunged at him, hugging him as tightly possible.
"Why are you so cute?", she asked, smiling happily as she looked into his eyes again. "Ever since the day we met you've fascinated me...", she mumbled, gently stroking over his soft cheek. "And you still do. I love you so much, Macon. You have no idea."
She cuddled her head against his chest again, peacefully closing her eyes.
"You're so perfect."

Jim gulped, frowning sadly as he turned his head away from her.
"Imagine...this man. He... he has a perfect wife, a great brother, wonderful kids, many friends...everything he could wish for. And, although he should be happy with what he has, the man can't help but... but to worry about every single aspect in his life."
He sighed, looking up at the ceiling with his empty eyes.
"You see... the man has grown up learning to never show weaknesses. Don't cry, don't laugh, don't love. He never did. Not that there ever was anything in his life to laugh and cry about, or to love. It was empty.
No matter how hard the man tries, he can't forget his past. He can't live with the thoughts of what he's done. He did terrible things. More horrifying anyone could imagine."
Jim let go of Rachel and slightly moved away from her on the couch.
"That's just one problem in his mind. There's... his wife. His amazing wife. She's perfection in person. Beautiful, funny, helpful, empathic, understanding, accepting... just perfect. And that's what's bothering him.
She is everything a man could wish for.
And he is... nothing. One should be insane wanting to spend time with him if not forced to.
He'd never felt love before.
When he met her for the first time... he fell. He fell hard. Perhaps too hard..."
He sighed, took a deep breath, and continued.
"When they met again four years later, she had... replaced him with someone else. She wouldn't have recognized him. He looked different than how he looked when they first met. Older. Beaten Up. Emptier.
He didn't know how to react. So he pushed her away. Grumpy. Agressive. Building up those walls again.
But she made them crumble down every single time she only looked at him..."
Jim clenched his fists together and hid his face from Rachel. She wouldn't have to know he was slowly tearing up.
"Well... they got together in the end. Married. Had kids... everything good, right?
Not entirely.
You see... the two've had... several arguments before about the woman's exes.
She never seemed to understand why he got... this jealous, and angry at her when she mentioned them. Or when she'd kept a shirt of him. Or a picture. She still doesn't understand."
Jim shifted into his wolf form and curled up into a ball of misery on the floor, hiding his tearing eyes under his tail.
"Though she's showed him often enough that she didn't care for them anymore, he... he can't help but think of her with another man.
He never was her first anything.
Not her first crush.
Not her first 'holding-hands'.
Not her first kiss.
And he wouldn't have been her first lover hadn't her ex been so nervous...
She doesn't know what these thoughts do to him.
He... he still asks himself if she truly loves him. Who could love a piece of shit like him? With all his... stupid relationship anxiety problems, and his childish childhood fears and him not being grateful for her love or whatever she's thinking of him now after knowing this..."
He shivered.
"He's just scared... but he can't show it because that's not what he's supposed to be. He's supposed to be strong, and clever, and emotionally stable..."
The wolf looked up at Rachel with sad eyes, a tear rolling down his black cheek.
"How is that man supposed to be a good father, a good husband, a good brother and a good friend when he was never shown how to?"
Jim got up on his four paws, his head hanging low and walked over to the wall, sitting down beside it.
"He just wants to be good. Someone his kids can rely on and look up to, someone his siblings can always ask for advice, someone his friends call to hang out with and not because they need someone's ass kicked... he wants to be someone his wife can love and trust... without him hurting her all the time."
((ok, I'm crying T_T))

Emma looked at Sam with big eyes, nodding.
"Well... where is he? Is he near? Can't he talk to you too? Like in your thoughts?"

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac smiled happily and leaned into Hunter's gentle touch with a peaceful sigh.
"Well, I figured a woman as amazing as you only deserves my very best", he chuckled.
He stood up and carried Hunter into the bedroom, where he cuddled against her tightly as if she was a big plushie.
"But I'm for sure everything else than perfect. I'm a crazy, dangerous-smelling inventor, don't forget that!"
Laughing, he winked at her, but then smiled gently and held the heart necklace he had made for her more than two years ago in his fingers.
"This one keeps reminding me how i pretended to be scared of the dark in the corridor, to get you to hold my hand and forget your fear of the dark. A wonder I stayed conscious. I mean, it's not like I had ever been in love before i had met you and all of a sudden-"
He broke off chuckling.
"All of a sudden I was holding hands with the girl i was crushing on for years. I was swooning! Literally! Didn't even know i was capable of that as an android!"

With a soundless sigh, Rachel shifted into a beautiful maned wolf.

She slowly went over to Jim and pushed her head into his chest with closed eyes, her large ears flattened sadly.
When she looked up at him again, her eyes were filled with nothing but love.
"Thank you", she said silently. "For trusting me with this."
Cuddling against him again, she wrapped her tail around her paws and looked to the ground.
"And now...imagine a girl. she completed mission after mission, day by day, infiltrated everything from a camp in Vietnam to the Pentagon. People just couldn't help but trust her. She knew exactly what to say.
Her mind was set to do exactly what she needed to do to get people to love her.
Then she met this soldier on one of her missions, just having infiltrated the army. In a way, he was like her. Grown up too fast. Let down by the ones closest to him. Seeing himself as a monster, dedicated to kill or be killed. She saw it in his eyes.
And she fell. God how she fell.
For his perfect facade. For his cold precision. For his disinterest in the soldier she pretended to be.
She had found the one she couldn't lull into loving her, and with every day he treated her like everyone else, she fell deeper and deeper, for he was giving her the one thing she never had: normality. In the midst of all this corruption, all those lies and the make-believe. He hadn't seen her through entirely, but enough to see the person she really was, behind the facade of Riley Evans.
And in the same moment that she knew staying was a danger, she decided to break her most precious possession: her false front.
God how he fascinated her. And how he finally entirely made her heart crumble when he let her behind his facade.
Sure, she had had her boyfriend before, but...this kind of intimacy, both of them leaving themselves entirely unarmed and vulnerable in their deepest self, trusting eachother so deeply... it was so new to her. Scary, and beautiful at the same time.
What was a kiss compared to This? Nothing.
How dull had her feelings for Cody been... how vibrant and electrifying was this closeness with this beautiful stranger... this beautiful stranger she felt so close to.
However, she was scared of how vulnerable she let herself be around him, and so she hurried to get on her next mission... however promising him and herself that there would be a day when she wouldn't just open her facade. There would be a day she'd find him again, in better times, and she'd let go entirely, to trust him with her heart that had never been touched by anyone.
How scared she was when she saw him again, finding him all cold.
Did he even recognize her? It didn't seem so... She she pretended not to recognize him either... But she just couldn't keep that up.
The arms of her best friend she had fled into felt so far away, even when he was holding her.
Small steps.
One step at a time.
And lastly her dream had become reality, and she let go of everything she had been.
He was a gruff man. Rough around the edges. Arguments happened. Both have been hurt. And to this day he doesn't seem to understand that, even though her lips and hands had been touched before, even though she knew these things... they had never reached her heart. She knew those things. But to the day she shed her facade like a cocoon, she had never felt them. Her old life, everything that had happened outside her walls...it's so distant for her. Like another lifetime. That day on the bonnet of the baby had set her free. And five years later, in the dark corridor...her feelings for him just as vibrant and vulnerable as back then... as they had never been for anyone else...he had brought her to life. That day wasn't just the day she had finally come together with the one she had never stopped loving. That day was a rebirth."
With a soft smile, she ran her nose over his cheek and pushed her face into his chest again. "She has become a different person that night. A better person. The one she had always been meant to be. And nothing, nothing in this universe and beyond could ever kill her love for him, or make her forget her first real kiss.
Her first real time holding hands.
And this almost overwhelming feeling of closeness when she let her guard down for the first time anf ever since."
Looking up into his eyes, hers sparkled gently. "I love you, In lack of big enough words. And honey I'll always be right here to help you when you don't know what to do. I understand you're scared. And i understand you think that our first kiss, our first time cuddling and holding hands and all that...that All that wasn't as special to me as it was to you because they weren't my overall first times. But in fact they were. Because our first kiss was the first one that ever made me swoon, your hand holding mine was the only one that ever made me feel that safe. You might not have been my first boyfriend. But you were my first love."

Sam slightly shook his head, his eyes closed. "He seems to be very weak. Wherever he is, his radiation isn't enough for me to locate him. My powers aren't fully developed yet, after all..."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter giggled happily, looking down at her necklace as well.
"I was so scared back then. What you saw was me pretending not to be scared... even though I was. Strange, right?" She lifted her shoulders, running her hand through her soft hair.
"I had only crushed on one someone before, and that was a white-haired ANIME-guy."
She laughed akwardly, blushing.
"And then I met you, and my world turned upside down."
Hunter sighed happily, cuddling as tightly as possible against her comfy husband.
"You know, you were the first person ever - excepting my family - to think Hunter isn't only a name for boys. Sure, it's said to be 'unisex', but less than 1% of the female earth's population carries that name."

Jim honestly wasn't even surprised to see Rachel's new shift. She'd surprised him often enough with that. He kept asking himself how she always all of a sudden had a new shift and her old one disappeared, but fine.
While she talked, his big wolf eyes had just filled with more tears.
He didn't want to cry.
Weak, weak, weak.
He just couldn't hold it in anymore. Everything he'd been keeping in for all those days, all those months...all those years... were finally coming out. The pain. The tears. The anger. The betrayal. It was too much.
"What... what if you're only telling me it was so special so I'll keep my mouth shut? I've seen people only telling me stuff so I'll shut up...", he mumbled brokenly, shaking his head. "No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't think like that- I'm sorry. I..."
He pushed his head against Rachel's chest, hiding his snout in her fur, his ears hanging down.
"I just want to mean something to someone. I want to mean the world to someone, because that's what they mean to me...", he whispered, his voice cracking. "I can't help but feel I have to compete with everyone to get noticed. To get your attention..."
The black wolf made some silent whimpering sounds, until he lay his heavy head down and pushed his paw onto it.
"I don't want to be replaced again."
So many thoughts.
So many fears.
So weak.
"It's only a matter of time 'till everyone's got enough of me. Everyone always does. I'm either too quiet or too loud. I either take things too seriously or not seriously at all. I'm either too sensitive or too cold-hearted... I either hate with every fiber of my being or love with every piece of this crappy heart..."
He shivered again.
"I just... when you'd compare me and my brother... he's so much better than me. He... he finished school. He's got a PhD in fucking everything you could imagine. He's got a well-paid job, he's got no need to be jealous because - who would replace someone like him? The perfect son. The perfect father. The perfect friend. The perfect husband. He knows when to shut up and go with it. He rather solves something democratically than with fists. Sure, I might be the better fighter of us two, but what's that good for if there's nothing to fight for anymore? I...I just wish I could be like him. Maybe then someone would be proud of me. Maybe then I could be trusted... and loved."

Emma sighed frustratedly, getting up from the bed and stretching her arms.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Don't you want to go and find him? I'll drive."

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac lifted his shoulder at what Hunter told him about her name and chuckled.
"I like your name. You know, I actually once knew this guy, Hunter, and his name always sounded perfectly normal to me. Now I'm so used to 'Hunter' as a female name that it's odd for me to see it used as a male name."
Laughing slightly, he lifted one shoulder. "And you wouldn't believe how many people call me 'Mason' because they just don't know my name at all. I mean, it's just a variation of the same name, but still!" Grinning slightly, he made gun fingers and winked at Hunter. "And my initials M.M.G. also stand for Medium Machine Gun. Was always very funny in the military: 'where's the MMG?'
'Gale, mayor's asking for you!'
'I meant the gun!' "

"Oh honey, but you are loved", Rachel whispered to his ear. "Do you want to know what I see in you? Why I love you? You might not have finished school.
But still you're smart.
You might be a troublemaker.
But when you care about someone, nothing could ever stop you from fighting till death to protect them.
You're comparing yourself with your brother, but what you're overlooking is that you are two completely different persons. Have you never noticed?"
With a sad smile, she shifted back and ran her hand through his fur.
"You are eachother's opposite.
you are earth. You seem steady, but there's so much going on below the surface it would take eternities to dig through it all. You can either be the safe base were all relying on, or you can be an earthquake, burying everything under your wrath.
And Mac. Hes like the Wind. Dancing around every obstacle in his way, taking them with ease as it seems. Swift, always finding his way. But you know how destructive hurricanes can be. Look, what I'm trying to say is- you two might be complete opposites at first sight, but you both bear the same chances and dangers. I have seen Mac in rage. Many years ago. And trust me when i say that was the most horrifying thing I've ever seen. But while you're only looking at your brother's good sides, you're only looking at your bad ones. Mac isn't perfect either. Hunter and him had fights too, but Would you ever doubt That Hunter loves Him? It's the same with us. .If I hadn't had you back then in the old camp, in the war...i wouldn't have been able to hold on. You grounded and steadied me. Still do. Honey you are loved so deeply. By all of us."

Sam nodded with big eyes and jumped out of the bed, his eyes already glowing entirely golden as he was seeking for his father.
"I see...a grove. Chains. Do not enter. Argh, he's gone again!!"
Growling frustratedly, he threw in his brown leather jacket and opened a safe he had hidden in the wall behind his bedside table.
Out of it, he took some kind of gun.
"Just in case. Let's go."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter giggled, her eyes sparkling with love.
"I can already imagine the confusion!", she replied, smiling happily. "I myself think Hunter's a prettier girls' than boys' name. It's just so extra, and that makes it special."
She laughed as she remembered how hard it had been for her at first to say Macon's name correctly.
"Remember I took about a year to remember your name was 'Macon' and not 'Mason'?"

"I don't have any good sides.", Jim mumbled back, sighing. "Ask anyone how I would be remembered, would I die. There's nothing good to remember. There's only this annoying man who doesn't let anyone in and who can't even be a good father to his kids, let alone be a good husband. There's only this man who can't even control his demon sometimes and just lets it take over... and bring an entire plane down... Yeah, I know what I did. Dear Jamie told me. You know... he's right. Marcus was right too. Jeffreys and James too.
I'm no good. Never was, and never will be.
The only thing I'm good at is hurting the ones I love."
He stood up, looking up at Rachel with defeated eyes.
"Try to introduce me and Mac to a new friend. Who's the one they'll immediately trust? Well, it's definitely not the guy covered in tats who makes the worst first impression one could think of. It's always him. I'm not jealous. I would choose him too. I...I just..."
He shifted back into his human form, his shoulders hanging down and his hands hidden in the pockets of his jeans.
"I get why everyone is afraid of me. I am afraid of me too. And you don't need to hide it, honey. I know you are too."
He was feeling too vulnerable right now. Too much info. Too much sensitivity on the outside.
Not good.
It could be used against him.
No, she wouldn't.
Why were his thoughts so messed up?
"I...I think I'll go for a run. You should go to sleep. Birthing a baby and... all this talking is tiring. Goodnight.", he kissed her forehead, turned around with a sad expression on his face and grabbed his leather jacket from the kitchen table.
Just as he was about to leave the house, he quickly turned to Rachel again and whispered silently, as if he wasn't sure if she wanted to hear this,
"I love you.",
and he closed the door behind him.

Emma raised her eyebrows at the strange gun Sam was suddenly holding in his hands.
"What the hell is that- you were keeping a gun in our house?! SAM!"
She just sighed, grabbed the car keys and dragged her fiancé with her down the stairs.
"Where do we gotta go?", she asked as she opened the door to the garage, holding it open for him.

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac let out an amused scoff. "Oh, yeah, thanks to you Rachel calls me Mason when she's angry at me. When she goes 'MASON GALE!'... I know I'm fucked."
By now, his entire face was expressing pure happiness.
"Gahhh you know that feeling when you feel like you're about to explode of happiness? Like you could just go and throw glitter everywhere, singing pink fluffy unicorns? Yep. I'm that glitter guy right now. Oh hey, by the way!"
He rolled over to his side so he could look at Hunter. "I was thinking we could expand the basement by one really large room and build a pool in there. Y'know, but make it appear kind of natural. As if we had a grot in the basement."

Rachel sighed silently as she looked after Jim.
Before she went to bed, she however wrote a letter. (Ignore the header)
While outside, the baby was just parking in front of the house, a black Chevy impala waiting in a few feet distance.
Dean stepped out of the mustang and smiled widely when he saw Jim.
"Jim, hey! You never came to pick up your baby, so I figured I'd just bring her to you. Hope you're okay with me driving her here. A true beauty."
Smiling, he held out the keys to Jim. "Good to see you're up and kickin' again, man."

Sam raised one eyebrow. "What, you think i wouldn't do anything to defend myself whilst a hoard of psycho role-playing assholes is after me?", he asked, and lastly put his hand on Emma's shoulder and teleported into a forest.
"I heard his call from somewhere about here..."

 

[Wyosch]

"PINK FLUFFY UNICORNS DANCING ON A RAINBOOOOW!", Hunter sang, laughing. She grinned happily, cuddling against Macon as if he were a big teddy-bear. Ok, he was a big teddy-bear.
"I know exactly what you mean, I feel the same. Though I actually always feel like this when I'm with you."
She kissed his cheek and listened to his idea.
"That's a great idea! Especially in winter when the lake's too cold for the kids - as we still don't know if they're cold-resistant - we could just swim there! And we could collect some pretty rocks and shells and decorate everything!"

((omg that letter is so cute x3))
Jim faked a smirk to Dean and grabbed his keys.
"Yeah, all up and good again.", he replied, looking at his car for a moment. "Thanks for takin' care of her. I wanted to text you but then my son was born and- a lot happened, and I forgot."
He put his keys in the back pocket of his jeans, and looked up at the moon for a second before back at Dean. No, Jim wasn't really in a talking mood after all he had talked about with Rachel. He still felt too vulnerable right now. All in all, his eyes were probably still red from the tears.
"So eh... how's your brother, Adam? Out of the hospital too?", he asked, his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket. He would've preferred to send Dean away now, but he didn't want to be too rude - especially after Dean had brought his baby back, all fixed up again.

Emma shivered, frowning. "Urgh, I hate teleporting.", she mumbled, ran her hand over her belly for a second until she didn't feel dizzy anymore, and looked back at Sam. "Okay... where to now?"

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac was grinning widely as he nodded, took a streak of Hunter's hair and gently played around with it.
He still was fascinated by every part of her. Her beautiful eyes, her cool hair color, her perfect body, personality and her big heart.
"Hey honey... I'd love if you designed our basement grot. I bet you would come up with an absolutely perfect design for it."

Dean smiled relieved and nodded at Jim's question. "Yeah, Adam is fine again. Still looks a bit like jerky but overall, he's trough."
Smirking, he smacked Jim's shoulder.
"Hey, if you got nothing better to do- wanna go to that bar in the city? Have a beer or two...or a few more..."
He chuckled. "They have a pool table and a kicker. Let's hang out. Been a while since I've been out with a friend."

Sam frowned frustratedly. "I have no idea", he mumbled. "His trace is fine again..."
Shifting into the lion, he made a few steps forward. "And i have a bad feeling about this all of a sudden..."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter shook her head, blushing.
"No, I'd rather not decorate it all on my own. Last time I decorated something on my own... I got detention.", she grinned akwardly. "Was for some season ball for the graduates at school, and I volunteered to help out. Nobody else did, so I did everything on my own. The professors didn't like it - at all."
She took out her phone and scrolled through her gallery. Most pictures were either selfies of her and Macon or her and Rachel, or pictures of the kids playing. Or some cute animals.
"This is what I made. I kept the picture because I was actually quite proud of it. Oh well."

Jim shook his head.
"Sorry, pal... I got an alcohol-prohibition for the next 6 months by my brother who's at the same time my doc. Else my liver will fail and I'll be stayin' at the hospital for a few weeks and I might die and bla bla bla. Doesn't even seem that bad righ now.", he faked a smirk, and sighed. He really didn't want to hangout, especially not around many people. Too vulnerable.
"Listen-", he stopped mid-sentence, his eyes turning pitch black and his faked smile turning into an evilish grin, revealing his sharp fangs.
Kill him.
No, he's a friend.
A friend? You don't have any friends.
I- I do have... some friends.
They are only friends of you so they're safe when something bad happens to them. They are scared of you.
That's-
Don't you remember your family's terrified expressions when you turn into your demon?
But-
Jim shook his head, his eyes turning normal again, his grin and fangs disappearing.
"W-What did I do? Did I hurt you?"

Emma clinged onto Sam for a moment, shaking her head.
"I don't feel good about this. Let's leave, Sam."

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac raised one eyebrow at the picture. It was a bit... too much, yes, but he didn't want to hurt Hunter.
That probably was the biggest difference between them- while Hunter apparently loved kind of playful and magical design, Mac preferred clear structures and clever set accents.
He got his phone with a small smirk. "Back when I graduated in medicine, we had that big graduation ball. A few friends and me designed the hall for it. I mean... they used my high speed Wi-Fi while I designed. this was our graduation ball hall."
Laughing, he swiped to the next photo. "Everyone was looking fancy in their suits and with their dates and them there was me, all like 'I don't have a suit, I don't have a date, and where the hell is the exit?'. I was so awkward."

Dean had made himself comfy on the bonnet of Jim's car while he had been playing black-eyed-no-peace. (Not sorry for the pun XD).
When Jim turned normal again, he just raised one eyebrow. "Dunno, guess you just went demonic for a second there. And nope, I'm fine. You just stood there and stared with your thumb up your arse for about five minutes, dude."
His eyes blackening as Well, he grinned. "Looks hella cool."

Sam just stared around motionlessly.
"But...he's My father...", he mumbled silently, with big eyes. "I...i can't just... give up on him..."
Sighing, he shook his head.
"You should let me teleport you home. I'll come as soon as I know what's happening here."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter looked at the picture with big eyes for a moment. The decorations really looked like Macon.
"I like it.", she replied, smiling softly at him, and giggling when he told her how akward he was. "You're still akward!", she giggled, gently hit his chest and kissed him.
"I love you."

Jim sighed, glad that he hadn't hurt anyone, yet terrified that his demon was able to take over, even if it was just for a second or so. He didn't have time to worry about that now.
"You're a demon too?", he asked, raising an eyebrow at Dean, while his hands were nervously twitching in his pockets.
What if he had hurt Dean? Maybe killed him?

Emma sighed silently, shaking her head.
"I won't leave you here, Sam.", she replied, looking around.
"But you shouldn't forget that your father left you all alone, honey...", she mumbled silently, nervously pressing one hand against her belly and the other against Sam's back.

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac laughed silently, running his hand through his platinum hair. "Well might be, but if that means I get to be married to my favorite person forever, I'll gladly be awkward till I die."
Smirking, he ruffled Hunter's hair.
"Hey frosty, wanna go on a little trip with your awkward hubby?"

Dean just nodded at Jim's question, a lopsided smirk on his face. "Yeaaah they thought they had cured me- y'know, my brother and my best friend, but they apparently overlooked that my soul already was too corrupted to turn back human."
Shrugging, and still with black eyes, he jumped off the bonnet and swatted Jim's shoulder. "You sure you don't wanna go out? You look like you could use a little distraction, man."

Sam span around to Emma with a deep frown on his face while he shifted back.
"My father risked his life to save me and my brothers. He didn't leave, I thought he was dead!"
Loading his gun, he turned to one of the shadows around them.
"I knew I had smelled you here", he growled deeply.
The shadow approached, revealing a boy at the age of around 14, lifting his hands in the air. "Whoa, Sam, out the gun away, I'm your brother."
"You were the biggest accident father has ever made. And you are dead."
"You know it's not that easy to kill me."
"What do you want?"
"I want you to understand."
"Understand!", Sam scoffed. "You tried to kill my family. You corrupted my niece. You attacked my brother-in law, and now I should even bother listening to You?!"
"Yes."
Sam sighed, rested his gun on his shoulder and gently shoved Emma behind him. "Fine.", he growled.
"Father created you all to learn. To grow and bring life to your very own worlds. He created you for a greater purpose. And he loved you. But what did he create us for? To solve his mistakes? To clean up behind him when he didn't like how his plans turned out? We were nothing but tools. And when we stood up against our fate, what did our brothers, our own flesh and blood, do to us? Smited us, all together! It wasn't us who started that war. You were."
Sam shook his head. "You're lying!", he snarled. "They surely didn't do everything right, but they would have never-"
"What's your first memory of the war? Hm? You attacking us, or us attacking you?"
Sam fell silent for a moment at that. "No. My brothers wouldn't have-"
"And they also wouldn't have raped human after human to create an army of unicorns? Do you think it would have ended there? Do you think they would have stopped?"
"They- "
"Your stepson is the living proof, Samuel."
"They did it to defeat you. To have a chance- "
"Yes. But that was before the war really started, wasn't it? Hasn't it happened before the war already? How many new unicorns have been created between 100 B.C. and 100 A.D.? Millions."
"Bullshit. We were hardly a couple of hundred."
"In the center, Yes, but what about the dark lands? No mind-reading possible over there. The perfect place to hide."
Sam just made a step back. "Even if all that was true, you still tried to corrupt my niece. You still killed Rachel's parents."
"I showed her my past. So one day, she would tell you all the truth
I knew him would never listen to me. Rachel would never believe me. I knew I couldn't make a change, but Raven. She could be the start of a new era. And I didn't kill Mag and Oliver, Samuel. It was you."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter giggled, nodding.
"Where to?", she asked, pulling up Macon's shirt and hiding her face in it, pushing it up until she was staring at his chin from under the shirt.
"Look at me - I'm your shirt monster, raaaaaah!"

"I didn't even know one could be cured from being a demon.", Jim replied, baffled. "That's something to-"
He frowned angrily, his nose twitching for a moment as his eyes turned black again.
"That's impossible.", he mumbled, feeling how his heart started to beat heavily again, perhaps too fast, and he steadied himself onto Dean.
"Brother- I need my brother. In the blue house- fast.", he was starting to hyperventilate by now, and slowly sank onto his knees to the floor, shaking his head in disbelief.
"No. This can't be true- not again. No."

Emma had listened to the boy and Sam's conversation with big eyes, and lastly stepped in front of Sam as the boy kept accusing him of starting a war.
"I don't know who or what you are, but stay away from my fiancé! He didn't kill anyone, nor started a war!", she replied, hissing.
"If what you said is true, then your family was just jealous of Sam that he was made for something else - which he can't do nothing about!"

 

[Scripted Away]

"Well one of the greatest places i know", Mac chuckled, and scoffed amused when Hunter looked up at him under his shirt.
"What are you doing there?!", he laughed as her hair tickled his belly.
At the ringing of the doorbell, he sighed.
"Always at the greatest times", he grunted. "Wonder who's coming here at a time like this though."
Slipping out of his shirt because it was kind if hard to stand up with Hunter in his shirt, he shook his wings for a moment, folded them tidily on his back and went to the door in just his joggers. Everyone here was used to his scars anyway, so he didn't really care anymore by now.

Dean raised one eyebrow at the man in front of him. He had run to that house as fast as he could, and he had expected a lot, considering that this was the brother of a demon, but he hadn't been expecting an angel.
"...yes?", Mac asked confused.
"...eh...", Dean had has lost histrail of thought for a moment, but snapped back immediately. "Your brother! I don't know what happened, he suddenly...i don't know, it looks like a seizure or So?!"
"Shit!"
Mac hasted past the man at the front door and went to his knees beside Jim, his hand resting on his brother's back.
"Jim, what's going on?", he asked worried, while Dean squatted down beside them. "Hey, what's wrong with him?", he asked with a concerned voice.
"I don't know yet..."
"Will he be okay?"
"Of course he will!...who are You again?"
"Dean. A friend of Jim."
Mac just nodded, and both focused on Jim. "Man stop scaring us...!"

The boy just shook his head. "You're talking about things you have no idea Of, lady", he scoffed, before looking up at Sam again. "What do you think happens when you wrap fire in paper? The paper will never be able to stand the power. To contain it." He raised one eyebrow. "Your vessel got beautifully golden eyes, man. Last time I saw them they were dark brown though."
Sam was frowning deeply by now. "What are you talking about?"
"You really don't remember, do You? Your power destroyed your vessel, Samuel. You blew up like an a bomb, right beside olly and Mag. Rachel was over at a friends, so she didn't know anything about it. They found you, knocked unconscious, and took you with them. What do you think why your vessel doesnt wear any scars? While you suffered at hack, I kept their bodies alive for a long time, but then dear HACK got a hold of me and I couldn't keep the illusion up any longer. At least i could free you. Apparently, you found a new vessel."
"How i come i don't remember anything of that then?"
"Best regards, your brother", Jamie scoffed. Sam just leaned against the next three with an empty gaze. "What else of my life is a lie then?!"
"Well, not really...a lie or anything, but you didn't realize you're an elder now, did You?"
"Holy shit!", Sam shouted, throwing his hands into the air. "See that's why I always hated you! Every time you show up, my life turns into a mess!"
While Sam was headdesking against a tree, cursing and swearing, Jamie furrowed his eyebrows and watched him, then looked to emma. "I'm not the bad one here, miss. I'm just trying to end a war that has been going on for far too long already. Mistakes have been made, on both sides. But this has to end, and I need Sam to work with me to achieve that peace."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter frowned annoyed as Macon had to leave, but had followed him downstairs and was now standing at the door.
Had Jim drunk and was too weak to walk home again?
And who was that other man?

Jim looked up at his brother with terrified eyes, his entire body shaking.
"I- he's back. They're both back-", he stuttered, frowning painfully as his head started hurting like hell.
"Fuck-", he pushed his fist against his temple and tried to somehow gather the strength to explain himself.
"I'm the devil, I can- argh- I can sense evil spirits and sould around me- but these are-"
He gulped, still breathing heavily.
"It's them, Mac. I killed them- they're back- they're gonna take everything I love and make me go through hell again-", he muttered, shivering at the thoughts of what his life had been like because of those two.
"Jamie is back.", he whispered anxiously.
"And Jeffreys."

Emma shook her head, still frowning angrily.
"I don't care about your stupid war! You're not taking Sam with you!", she protested, turning around to her fiancé while tears started to gather in her eyes.
"Why don't you just solve it on your own?! If this is about that unnecessary HACK-anom-war, that's over. There are still some idiots who think we should still be in war, just like there are still Neo-Nazis."
She sighed frustratedly, growling.
"I don't care how you are wanting to stop whatever you're wanting to, but you're going to do it without Sam. We've suffered enough already, and you're not going to ruin our happiness by taking him away from me!"

 

[Scripted Away]

While Dean just looked completely puzzled, Mac just petted Jim's back and lastly tilted his head up with a peaceful smile.
"Jim, nobody is gonna take anything away. You're a God, Man. Your wife is a goddess. Your power basically is limitless. I have an army of thousands behind me-"
"And I have a shotgun."
Mac raised one eyebrow at Dean. "Excuse You?"
Dean just shrugged. "Hey, when my friends are in trouble, I'm in to help, Of course."
Mac frowned for a moment. "You see, Jimbo, were with you in this. We'll all be fine."

"Who talked about taking him with me?", Jamie grunted, while Sam made his way back to them.
"It's about a family war", Sam sighed. "Unicorns and timeplayers, we were created by the same father. While my mind was supposed to rule worlds and learn and bring wisdom to folks all over the dimensions, timeplayers were made to-" he hesitated at that.
"To clear up their messes when they screwed up. We were nothing but servants to our own brothers.", Jamie growled.
Sam sighed at that. "I remember the elders attacking. As i was the youngest, I was never actively involved, until everything escalated. The elders told us that the timeplayers attacked first..."
"We just spoke up and already got smited. We had to fight back, and it slowly turned into a war. Over the years, both sides forgot that we were brothers, and both sides forgot why we were fighting. It turned into nothing but mass-slaughtering everyone we could get our hands on. Raven has taken control over the remaining timeplayers."
Sam nodded slowly. "So if i gather the last remaining unicorn's who might or might not be roaming earth, we could finally make peace."
"Right."
Oh great, doesn't sound like a life task at all", Sam growled, taking Emma's hand. "So you sent the signal that resembles father's."
Jamie frowned. "Hug? No. I thought you had sent it. That's why i came, I sensed him."
"My sons..."
When A man appeared out of the shadows, half starved to death and with a ragged shirt under his jeans jacket, it didn't take second for Jamie and Sam to stare at eachother and black out on the spot.

 

[Wyosch]

"No- you don't understand.", Jim replied, shaking his head. "They were dead, I- I killed them- they can't be back- you-", he gulped, clenching his teeth together. "Everything that happened to us in our past was because of Jamie. He made James' demon take over. And J-jeffreys-", a shiver rolled down his spine. "You don't want to know what he's capable of either."
He jumped up, his jeans stinged with mud, his arms shaking.
"What if they'll hurt one of the kids? Or you? Or Athena? Or Dennis? Or one of our friends? I- I can't let others get hurt again because of me! I'm already doing that by just being alive!"

Emma gulped anxiously, grabbed a stick from the floor and pointed it at the man, stepping in front of the two bodies on the floor.
"G-get away from them!", she called, her eyes widening in fear.
"I-I'll call the police! Go away!"

 

[Scripted Away]

"Wait a sec, wait a sec", Mac mumbled confused. "If I'm not entirely mistaken- and im rarely if it involves remembering things- wasn't it M.A.C.O.2, alias Jamie's clone who did all those things?"
Sighing, he shook his head. "Jim. None of us is in danger by you being alive. Stop saying that, goddamn!"
"I've been in the same boat...", Dean mumbled as he slowly approached, his hands in the pockets of his jeans. "My brother keeps getting in danger because of me. Because of our job. And God knows it's my fault. My brother wanted a normal life, but i pursued him to come with me. Everything that has happened to him- my fault. But when i died, he did everything to bring me back. He was willing to kill innocent people to do so. That showed me he's better off when I'm with him. And i get the feeling the same applies to your friends and family..."

The man just smiled and made a waving motion with his hand, the stick dissolving into thin air. "I would never harm them, Emma", he said softly as he squatted down beside Sam and Jamie. "They're just overwhelmed."
Looking up at Emma, his eyes sparkled gently. "I'm glad my son met you. You're the best that could have ever happened to him."