Aegis 3.0

[Wyosch]

"That's what he made all of you believe. But there's another side to the story. Remember I killed off the clone in the old church? Well, Jamie returned. A younger version. And he told me everything what happened was his fault... Sam was there. When... my claws dug into his heart...", Jim explained, silencing at the last sentence. His eyes were sparkling - but not because of happiness - because he was scared. Honestly, terrified.
There wasn't much this 6'4'' Texan/Devil was afraid of.
Water, confined spaces.
The usual stuff of disappointing and hurting his family.
Turning into Demon-Dad.
And everything what Jamie, Marcus and all those people who had said the same being true.
Jamie had been able to make Jim weak on his knees by just saying the right stuff, and especially now that Jim had so much on his mind he was more vulnerable than ever.
Turning to Dean, he sighed silently.
"I know what you mean. My entire family's been in danger and hurt because of me. Still are."

Emma stared at her hands for a moment, completely baffled that the stick was suddenly gone, and then at the man, shaking.
"I-I-I don't get it anymore. Didn't they say you were evil? Or- I'm so confused. This is not good. I should not be breathing this heavily. I should not be panicking. This is all not good for the baby."

 

[Scripted Away]

"That's not what i was trying to say", Dean sighed, running his temples. "I was trying to say that, even though it seems unimaginable, our families are better off with us, because they just can't live without us.
Mac pointed his index and Dean.
"That's exactly how it is, Jim! Remember I left because i thought Hunter was better off without me? She almost died.
It doesn't take flawlessness to be perfect for someone. Your family still needs you, Jim, so shape up, and work on your problems. I did it. So you can do it too."
"And do you know how often i saw dead people coming back and the evil riding again?", Dean laughed. "Seriously, man- there will always be a monster, an asshol e, a traitor or a crazed out idjit, but that's how things are. Gotta make the best of it. The earth will never be a safe place. We can just make the best of it."

The man sighed. "I made mistakes. But I'm neither evil, not good. I never intended anything like this to happen. The tasks I have my sons... I thought they'd see that both are incredibly important. But Apparently, I overlooked that some of them had fallen to pride. And now I lost almost all of my children. And almost my life. My powers are almost gone..."
He waved his hand again and a chair appeared out of nowhere. "Here, take a seat. Calm down."

 

[Wyosch]

"I'm trying as hard as I can.", Jim growled at Mac as he mentioned to shape up and work on his problems. He sighed silently, looked at his brother with an apologetic gaze and turned to Dean afterwards.
"I know what you mean. I've fought bad people all my life. Terrorists, Enemy Soldiers, name it all. I know there'll never be no evil."
He nervously ran his hand through his hair, clenching his free hand into a fist.
"Jamie is a very powerful timeplayer, who went back in time to fuck up my entire life. What if he'll do it again? What if-" Jim hesitated, gulping anxiously. No. Too many 'what if's' right now.
"And then Jeffreys... you probably heard about the HACK-anom war. Well, he was one of those assholes to start it. He captured, tortured and killed more people than Hitler - but that's just something nobody from former-HACK wants the government to know.
Both are on the loose again.
And if you only knew a few of all the things they ever did, you'd be running for your life."

Emma pointed at the chair, still half hyperventilating, but just sat down on it.
"You made- a- chair appear? Out of nowhere? This is too much. Oh geez.", she took some deep breaths to calm down again, and lastly looked up at the man once more.
"I know what it's like to lose your children.", she mumbled. "But now is not the time to grieve over the lossed ones. Help the ones you still have."

 

[Scripted Away]

Sighing, Rachel teleported into Hunter's living room, her hair messed up, her eyes tired.
"Hunter...?", she mumbled, slowly wandering through the house. "Are you around...? I really need my best friend right now...", she sighed.

"Meh, been through worse", Dean said with a lifted shoulder. "Hey, you don't know what I've gone through in my life, but believe me when i say i can deal with a lot. And if i can help you somehow against Jeffreys or that jamie-boy, just let me know, bud."
His expression was completely serious as he stood there, looking Jim straight in the eye. "I also know a guy who might be useful as Well."

"These two?", the man chuckled. "Oh they're just blacked out. Everything fine. Just give them some time, they'll come by."
Smiling, he squatted down in front of Emma and smiled at her with sparkling eyes. "I'm just really glad that Samuel found you. I was worried sick when i had to shove him into that broken vessel." He made a chair appear beside Emma's and took a seat, watching the unconscious Sam.
"He was always different. I was worried about that. Samuel is the youngest of my sons, by far, and he always was so headstrong. He didn't talk to me for an entire century when I had to wipe out the dinosaurs. He was always seeking for a sense, even where there was none. I saw him...suffering, for millenia, seeking for a bigger cause to live for. Who would've thought that he'd find his sense of life here. I knew you humans are special. But I underestimated you by far, I have to admit."
Smiling softly, he watched Sam, before looking at Emma again. "Sam can be happy to have you. You all."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter had made herself comfortable under the couch, curled up under her blanket, reading a book.
"Rey?", she asked, frowning as she saw her best friend looking as if she hadn't slept for days.
Putting the book and blanket away, she jumped up and walked over to her, an arm around Rachel's shoulders.
"What's wrong? What happened?"

"I'm sorry. Kinda messed up right now and thus I don't really pay attention to what I say.", Jim mumbled, sighing, and raised an eyebrow at Dean once more. "Who?"
He turned to Macon and smiled sadly.
"We haven't really been able to talk after the accident-"
Jim stopped mid-sentence and turned to his car, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
"I have never in my entire life of driving and racing cars crashed. Sure, miscalculated a bend and crashed against a tree, but never have I ever lost control of the car."
He frowned, turned to Macon again, his eyes dead-serious.
"Grab my kit out of the garage, please. There's something I gotta check."

"I wasn't talking about Sam and eh... his brother, being dead. I was talking about the other kids you lost.", Emma replied, still taking deep breaths to calm down.
She smiled softly at the man, quickly looking at the Sam before back at his father.
"Sam is so special.", she said, her eyes sparkling lovingly. "He saved me, and my kids, from self-destruction."

 

[Scripted Away]

Rey just sighed once more, her gaze dead tired and beaten.
"I can't hold on anymore...", she whispered. "Jim, he's... I know he's suffering, but... constantly trying to help him without any success or progress... I feel like I'm tilting at windmills here. It just seems to get worse and worse with him and..."
After she had been staring at the floor with an empty gaze, she lifted her head to look at Hunter with the same burned out expression. "I'm so tired of all this, Hunter... I'm so done with fighting... but if I stop fighting...if i stop being strong for jim... he will just feel worse and think it's his fault. It isn't...it's his past and his psychological state but..."
She sighed once more, her hair hanging into her face, her eyes empty. "I'm so, so tired..."

"Hello?", Mac said with a raised eyebrow, but made his way into the garage anyway. When he came back with Jim's kit, he was frowning. "You have two working legs, your majesty", he mumbled, and then yawned. "Sorry bro, I'm kinda sleepy. But that talk you mentioned before- yes, I'd like that. There's quite a lot on my mind regarding you."
Dean just silently cleared his throat. "A leviathan. He has travelled the world to gather the DNA of anoms and other species. And with that, their abilities. An now hold on- he's the twin brother of the local forest keeper here."
"Eh wait, isn't that foxy?"
"Ah you know her!"
"SHE'S MY SISTER IN LAW!" Mac took a deep breath. "Ohhh man..."

"I was referring to your 'help the ones you have left'. They're my only living sons...", the man sighed. "They drove eachother to extinction."
But when emma spoke that lovingly about Sam, his expression immediately lighted up again. "But so are you. I've never heard his thoughts being that happy and in love. He can be-"
"Glad. To have such an amazing family. And such an amazing future wife", Sam interrupted him as he sat up. "Father...!" He jumped up and right into the even taller man's arms, crying. "It's been decades! I thought you were dead!"
"I was wounded heavily. Had no power to contact you, Samuel. I came as quickly as I could."
"Where'd you get the vessel?"
"Created it."
Wrapping one arm around Emma's shoulders, Sam smiled happily. "Well, dad, officially meet my wonderful fiancee, Emma. Honey, my father. Guess you figured that one already."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter guided Rachel to the couch and made her sit down. She put the blanket on top of her and gave her a cup of hot chocolate.
"Honey, you're thinking wrong.", she mumbled silently, smiling sadly.
"Jim is traumatized by his past, but doesn't see it himself. He blames himself for how he acts, though it's actually his past that makes him act the way he does."
She sighed, sitting down next to Rachel.
"I believe you should tell him how you feel. It might make him feel worse and even guiltier than he already does, but that's the only way you can show him that it can't go on like this.
Knowing him, seeing you hurt will make him want to try anything to make you feel better. This is just what he needs to realize how severe his state actually is."
She gently rubbed Rachel's back, frowning sadly.
"He needs this wake up call."

"Thanks.", Jim replied to Macon, and immediately rolled down under his car. "What's on your mind then?", he asked, a screwdriver in his mouth, his hands gently touching his car.
As Dean mentioned a leviathan who also is Foxy's twin brother, Jim sat up - hurt his head against his car and just kept laying down underneath it.
"Does Hunter know she has another brother?"

Emma sighed relieved as Sam woke up again and hugged him tightly.
"Don't do that ever again! I was worried about you. Don't just black out after telling a dramatic story AND THEN SOMEONE WALKING OUT OF THE SHADOWS TOWARDS ME!" She gently hit his shoulder, frowned for a second, and turned to his father again.
"What's your name, actually?", she asked, her face gaining back her soft expression.

 

[Scripted Away]

Rachel looked at Hunter with big, fearful eyes.
"And if he just drowns in himself even more? He wasn't even able to think of his own kids the last time. He let all of them down. Have you seen Ash? He could easily be as old as us, instead of seventeen. Raven. Grew up to be there for Jack. How am I supposed to trust him with our kids like that? He doesn't give a fuck if he lives or dies! I just... I can't take care of our kids, myself and Jim. But I'm scared to tell him all this..."

Dean raised one eyebrow at Jim, while Mac crossed his arms.
"Our conversation before your accident", he said silently. "I just want you to understand why I acted the way I acted."
Dean just lifted his shoulders at Jim's question.
"I doubt it. At least he disnt know he had any siblings until we found out about foxy. He was very surprised to hear about his father being...well, not that much of a great guy as well. Seems like he has never had a problem with him, compared to his twin sister. But wait."
He got his phone, and after dialing and waiting for a moment, smiled.
"Hey Levi, there are a few friends who would like to get t-"
He was interrupted by a boy appearing beside him in a flurry of light.
"...hi!"

Sam just laughed softly as he pulled Emma into a hug. "Its not like i could control if i black out or not", he chuckled.
His father face gave him a pay on the back, before smirking at Emma and lifting his shoulders. "I have no name."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter got up, frowning and whipped her hair back.
"Then I will.", she replied, lifted her chin up high and stormed out of the house to the big yard.
Four people.
Macon... and two new ones? One had pretty cool hair, though.
"James Dean Davis!", she called, crossing her arms as she arrived at the car.
Jim rolled out under it, frowning.
"Don't call me James. My name is Jim."
"Whatever."
"What's wrong with you?", he asked, getting up and brushing some dust off his jeans.
"What's wrong with me? You should ask yourself what's wrong with you!"
Jim raised an eyebrow, glanced over at Macon for help, but turned towards his sister-in-law once more as she slapped his cheek.
"Do not turn away from me when I am talking to you! Macon can't - and won't - help you with this!"
"Why the fuck did you slap me?", Jim asked, his frown deepening as he looked down at her. Ok. She hit hard.
"Do you know who is sitting in my living room right now? Eyes empty and red because she's so tired? No? Well it's YOUR WIFE, doofus!"
Jim was now frowning even more.
"What the hell are you talking about? She went to sleep-"
"Do you think one would be able to sleep if their half-psychotic significant other is out in the middle of the night?!"
"How did you just call me-"
"Shut up. Jim, you left your kids alone. You were-"
"Not everybody needs to know about my-"
"I said shut up. See. That's exactly the problem! You act all tough and as if nobody could touch you, but deep inside you're still a small child with childish fears and childhood-related traumas!"
Jim stared at Hunter with big eyes, feeling as if his feet were sinking into the floor.
"You. Need. Help. You are not on your own anymore where you can just keep your problems bottled up inside of you and drink them away! You are a grownup man with a family which needs you! You always said you never wanted to be like your father. Jim, you are becoming him."
Jim felt his heart drop.
"N- that's- not true- I-"
"You abandoned your kids. Made them lose all their faith and hope. Made them grow up too soon. Sounds familiar? I could go on-"
"S-shut up. Shut up.", Jim hissed, a painful frown on his face. "Who are you to talk to me like that!?"
"I am the best friend and sister-in-law of your wife, Davis, and unlike you - I CARE ABOUT HER!"
Jim's eyes were slowly tearing up, while his legs were all wobbly. He stared at Macon, Dean and the other guy with big, ashamed eyes, looked at Hunter with an angry frown - and disappeared into his shadows.
Hunter sighed sadly, letting her head hang down.
"Sorry to interrupt you guys like that, but he needed this wake up call. Reversed psychology. Tell someone how much they lack - and they will see their own problem. He'll come back. He needs some time to progress what I told him.", she explained, both her voice and expression all soft and gentle now.
"Who are you two, by the way?"

"You have no name?", Emma asked, tilting her head. "But everybody has a name. What do people call you?"

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac, Dean and Levi looked at eachother with big eyes for a moment, before Dean's expression turned all awkward, and Mac still stared at Levi, who however was staring at Hunter.
"You're so cool...!", he gasped lastly, before looking at Dean. "Is that the Hunter Foxy has told me about?"
"She is", Mac answered with a slight grin. "And she gets just now awesome with every day you know her."
Winking, he turned to Hunter.
"Honey... this guy here is Dean, a friend of Jim- "
"Sup."
"- and this boy here is... Levi?"
"Mhm."
"...Hayes' son, and twin brother of foxy."
"Hello", Levi said with a sweet smile, his amazingly sapphire blue eyes sparkling.
His hands were nicely folded in front of him, pure admiration written in his gaze.

"My son's call me father", the man chuckled. "Look, I am everything an nothing. What you see is just a vessel to walk this earth. I'm pure energy, genderless, bodyless. I don't need a name."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter smiled softly at Dean- and would have spat out her drink would she have had one - as Macon introduced Levi.
"S-son of Hayes and twin of Foxy!?", she repeated, gasping. "Oh- Oh my god."
She looked at the blue-haired-boy, her eyes wide open, and carefully walked up to him.
"Do you know who I am?", she asked silently, shaking her head with a frown. "Of course not. That asshole of course never even mentioned us...", she muttered to herself, growling silently, but then just slapped a soft smile on her face.
"My name is Hunter Gale. Birth name Hunter Hart...", she sighed silently, looking at Macon for a second before back at Levi.
"I'm Hayes' daughter... Foxy's half-sister."

Emma looked at the man, shaking her head.
"I'll be able to talk to you better if you have a name. If you don't want one, I'll just call you... Barry.", she giggled happily, nodding. "Only if you're okay with that."

 

[Scripted Away]

While Mac just engaged Dean in a discussion about ghosts to grant Hunter and Levi some privacy, the boy was smiling happily at Hunter and pulled her into a quick, gentle hug, before he let go of her again.
"No, dad... never mentioned that he was married. And that mom has killed herself because he had told her for years that he would divorce from his wife and marry her, but never did, for that matter..." he furrowed his eyebrows for a moment. "He actually didn't even tell me about foxy. Just visited me as often as he could in my foster family and took me to baseball and football games and so on..."
His smile reappearing on his face, he lifted his shoulders. "But foxy told me about you after we had met for a few times. Given, she didn't tell me that much... just that i have an incredibly brave and beautiful big sister. I see what she meant." He bit his lip and looked to the floor with a slight blush on his cheeks. "I mean, I get it if you don't want to have anything to do with me... after all I'm... the result of dad cheating on your mom... But, you know, I believe you'd be an incredibly cool big sister... And I'd just love to get to know you better."
However when a spider crawled by, a pair of dark grey wings appeared on his back and he floated a few feet above the ground, staring at the insect with big eyes. "Spider...! Hate those things!"

Chuckling, the man wrapped one arm around Emma's shoulders and have her a tight half hug.
"Call me whatever you'd like, Emma. I'm just happy to see you all happy. And I certainly do hope I will be invited to your wedding!"

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter frowned sadly as Levi told her that her dad had visited him as often as possible, and that he had spent so much time with him... whereas Hayes had rather wanted Hunter to kill herself.
She smiled softly as he spoke about Foxy and herself not wanting to do anything with him.
"Listen, Levi, I hate my father for everything that he's done, and it's more than you know, but that doesn't mean that I hate you or Foxy. I love having a younger sister. And I can't wait to be your big sister."
As soon as Levi mentioned a spider, she yelped, shifted into her dragon form and flew up a couple of feet before icing the area around the insect.
"Yikes... spiders."

Emma nodded, smiling happily.
"Of course you'll be invited!", she replied, her eyes widening. "Oh my god. The wedding. Only-", she looked at her watch and continued speaking, "Only 7 more hours!! I have to get ready- and the kids! And- SO MUCH NEEDS TO BE DONE!"

 

[Scripted Away]

Levi's eyes gained a creepy, sulfur yellow color, and the frozen spider turned into stone within a few seconds.
He slowly landed and glared at it a bit more, before his eyes turned normal again and he looked up at Hunter, smiling awkwardly.
"...just wanted to make sure", he explained.
His smile turning into a grin, he shifted as well, into a huge, serpent-like dragon, his two pairs of ragged wings working heavily to lift his 60 feet long body into the air. "By the way, I love your hair color!", he chuckled winking.
It was clear to see that this dragon was rather made for living in the water thab for flying around, and it was straining for Levi to stay in tge air for a longer time. He landed with a loud thud and tilted his head.
"This place looks so great. So different from my foster home..."

Sam put his hands on Emma's shoulders, looked deep into her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Hey, take a breath, honey. Well get it all ready in time. Calm down. It'll be all fine."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter landed again, shifting back into her human form and raised an eyebrow at Levi.
"Well you can come visit as often as you want to. Maybe meet your nephews and nieces too? And get to know me and my husband?", she suggested, a soft smile on her face.
She turned around to Macon and Dean and gestured to follow her.
"Let's go inside. I made some hot chocolate you can have, and I gotta check up on Rachel."
She already made her way back to her house, stopping for a moment to make sure Levi was following her too.
"You coming, brother?"

Emma nodded, taking a deep breath.
"I just want it to be perfect.", she replied, sighing silently. "We need to get everything ready. I hope Cole doesn't forget about it, he forgets so much- no no, he wouldn't forget being the best man. And Dylan! I haven't heard anything from him anymore ever since he left with Lola. I do hope he isn't doing anything-", she sighed silently. "So much needs to be done. Are you sure we'll get it ready on time?"

 

[Scripted Away]

An excited grin formed on all three guys' faces, Mac because he was glad to see Hunter happy to have a little brother, Levi because he was relieved and happy that his sister accepted him, and Dean because... hot chocolate.
"Totally coming!", Levi said as he followed Hunter, Mac and Dean inside, just to look around with big eyes.
"Really beautiful. You guys have a good taste in interior design! And wait, did hou say nephews and niece?"
His eyes widened even more. "You have kids? Wow, congrats! I'd love to get to know them."

Sam just smiled softly, pulled Emma close and kissed her deeply.
"Honey, calm down. I won't let anything ruin our big day. I just want it to be perfect for you, you know."
He gently stroked a streak of hair out of Emma's face and smiled at his father.
"See you at the wedding, dad."
After teleporting home, he gently pushed emma down to sit on the couch and grabbed a brush.
"Okay, what hairstyle do you want?", he asked, while gently brushing her hair. "Up? Down? Braided? Curls? Straight?"

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter walked into the kitchen and grabbed three more cups which she then brought into the living room.
Sitting down on the couch next to Rachel, who seemed to had fallen asleep, she poured in some hot chocolate for everybody, adding some whipped cream and some marshmallows.
"There you go everyone. Make yourselves at home.", she smiled gently, looking at Levi to answer his questions.
"Thank you! My husband did most of the interior design, he's got an eye for detail. Though with three young kids it's a miracle we are able to keep the house all nice and clean.", she winked at Macon, before looking back at Levi. "You'll love the kids. Noah, our oldest, loves meeting new people. He's so kind and sweet and generous. Just like his daddy. Our second oldest, Heather, is a little shy at first, but once she knows you better she turns into a super sweet little princess. She has a huge heart! And our youngest, Misha, is quite shy as well. He is just a little copy of his father. Just watch what you think around him, he can't control his mind-reading powers yet."

Emma lifted her shoulders, slightly panicking.
"I don't know! What should I do?!", she gasped, taking short, but deep breaths. "I am so- I don't know what to do- oh god. It'll be a total disaster! I WILL RUIN EVERYTHING!"

 

[Scripted Away]

Levi listened his older sister's explanations with an excited look on his face, and occasionally sipped on his hot chocolate, until he glanced at Mac, who was grinning proudly.
"They're just the greatest kids you could imagine", he added to what Hunter had said.
Levi just nodded. "They certainly seem so. I'm really glad I met you all."
"So, by the way, why don't you tell us a bit about yourself?", Mac suggested.
"I'm, okay...well... mom died when foxy and me were three, but I had never gotten to know her because dad had given Fox away when we were still very young... i always thought i was an only child.
Then mom died and I was told she had crashed with her car.
Lived in a beautiful orphanage for about a year, then my foster family adopted me.
Mom and dad never had children on their own, so I'm an only child there, kind of, if you know what i mean. Well and then i graduated this year and will go to study psycholgy and music after the summer holidays. I hope ill be able to work in a kind of clinic someday, and do something like music therapy with mentally disabled and ill people."
He lifted his shoulders. "Um, and i love to draw and ride. Helping out in a stable in my free time."

Sam smiled softly as he squatted down in front of Emma, his arms resting on her knees, and looked up into her eyes.
"Hey, you won't ruin anything", he said softly. "You will be the most beautiful bride this world has ever seen, and, more importantly, our wedding will be perfect. Because the woman i love will do me the honor to marry me. The only way you could ruin this day for me would be by saying 'no' instead of 'yes', honey."
He gently stroked over her cheeks for a moment and then, totally old-fashioned, kissed the back of her hand. "Hey, remember how I found you? Beaten up, your hair and make up a mess, your lip bloody, dark rings under your eyes and your clothes stained from being thrown to the floor? I fell in love with you like that. For every part of you. Your past and what it made of you, for our kids, for your beautiful looks and your personality. And no matter what will happen today- nothing will ever change that. And nothing will ever be able to made me remember this day as less than one of the best days of my life. Okay sweetheart?"

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter listened to her brother with big eyes, smiling gently.
"That sounds amazing. I always wanted to study psychology too, but - never mind. We'll probably see each other at the university then. Both me and Macon teach there.", she explained, smiling happily. "And I love drawing too. Never rode a horse before, but I love animals. If you tell Heather that you work in a stable she'll never want to leave. She's a horse-shifter, so cute."

Emma looked at Sam with big, sparkling eyes, sighing happily.
"You're so perfect, honey. I love you.", she kissed his forehead, gently stroking over his cheek. "Thank you. For everything."
She closed her eyes as she enjoyed Sam's warmth, yet remembered that she had to get ready and immediately half started panicking again.
"What should i do with my hair ?!"

 

[Scripted Away]

Levi grinned slightly when Hunter explained that Heather loved horses and was a horse shifter.
"If you want i could take you to the stable sometime", he suggested. "Heather could play with the foals, you could try riding a horse-"
"I'm out on that though", Mac laughed. "I rode once and I'm not planning to do it again. I'll use that time to make some experiments with Noah and misha then."
All of a sudden, Rachel opened her eyes- which still were red.
"I'll go for a walk", she yawned, getting up and crossing the room to the entrance door. "If you guys see jim- i don't want any company."
And she left, just like that, leaving a confused Levi behind.
"Okay that sounds like marriage problems...", he mumbled.

"Leave it all to me", Sam chuckled with a soft smile, got up again and gently braided Emma's hair into the first hair style that came to his mind. "There, you look beautiful", he whispered to her ear.
"Imma text Cole to remember to get ready in time, and remind Dylan as well."
After texting both of them and wondering what was with Dylan and Lola now, he opened the shelf to get Emma's wedding dress.
"There you go, dress is ready and waiting for you. Can i help you with anything else, honey?"

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter frowned sadly as Rachel walked off, sighing silently.
"It's not marriage problems. It's psychological problems.", she explained, looking at Macon for a moment before back at Levi.
"You see... Jim, her husband... is... eh...", she bit her lip, her gaze shifting over to Dean. He probably didn't know about this either.
"Mac, why don't you explain? You're his brother."

Jim had fled into the forest after what had happened with Hunter.
He was sitting on a trunk, next to him a heart with an 'R + J' carved into it.
His elbows on his legs, he'd buried his face into his hands - crying.
He had never cried like this before. Tears were streaming down his face like buckets of water.
It felt as if he was losing everything.
His kids.
His brother.
His wife.
His family.
His will to live.
He had known it. He had known it all along.
He shouldn't have told Rachel. He knew she wouldn't be able to take it. And now... now she was either mad at him again, or done with him - again.
How much longer would he be able to do this?
Everything was much better if he would just keep his problems bottled up, but everybody kept pushing him to open up. He wasn't someone to open up... he was someone to keep others save by not opening up.
And now again. He opened up. Rachel mad.
Why did she first react that nice then if it wasn't truly meant? How did she expect him to trust her with his problems again if she only always got annoyed or mad at him afterwards?
He never meant to make her mad. He was terrified of making someone he cared about angry. Not because they were scary then, but because she had often threatened of leaving him when she was...
Jim looked up into the nightsky, his tears glittering in the moonlight.
"She's gonna leave me for good now... isn't she?", he mumbled brokenly, his voice hardly making any sounds.
"I don't want to lose her!", he cried out, more tears streaming down his face. "Why does everybody always leave in the end!? She promised me she'd stay... she promised..."
He didn't even know who he was talking to.
He didn't even want to talk to anyone. They'd only get annoyed by him again.
"Am I really that bad of a man?"
He painfully clenched his teeth together, while his eyes were slightly glowing in the darkness of this cold night.
"Am I really that much of a failure..."

Emma smiled happily at Sam, shaking her head.
"I'm good now, I believe. My hair is beautiful... thank you so much, honey.", she kissed his cheek and stepped in front of the closet, winking.
"It's bad luck to the couple if the groom sees the bride in her wedding dress before the wedding."

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac nodded slowly at Hunter, thinking about how to approach this.
"Levi, how have the past years been for you?", he asked carefully, and the boy just shrugged.
"Pretty Okay, I guess. Mom and dad kept telling me to never use my powers in public, and i had to dye my hair brown, but that's that, I guess."
Mac nodded again.
"Well, it was much harder for many. Jim, for example. He had a really, really hard childhood, and that left marks.
There are many others who went through similar things...myself included. We both did things...ungorgivable things. At least that's what Jim is thinking. I was able to make peace with myself, thanks to my amazing wife, who never gave me up..."
He smiled softly at Hunter for a moment, before speaking on. "But even though Rachel is doing the same for him over and over again, he just can't forgive himself. And he doesn't see it's his past that's breaking him. He puts it on his actions, and just won't get help. He's like a fucking bomb. Sooner or later, he will blow up and destroy everything around him if no one disarm his psychosises. And Rachel just can't hold on anymore. She's a fighter, but even she has her limits."
Levi nodded slowly. "I...this might sound like a bad idea, but has ever someone uninvolved tried to get to him? Told him exactly what you just said but from a completely neutral point of view? I don't know, maybe i could try to talk to him. I don't know him, so I can be totally blunt with him."

Rachel sighed as she pushed the doors of one of the bar in the city open.
She wasn't one to drink away her problems, but right now, that sounded like a damn good idea. Rex was with the kids right now, so she could just stop worrying for once in years.
"There shots of vodka, and keep refilling", she grunted at the bartender as she took a seat at the bar.

"Exactly, and that's why Sam will be leaving now!", Bailey said with a smirk as she rolled into the room.
She was wearing a beautiful, airy, white dress, her waist-long brown-blonde ombre locks falling down her back and shoulders open, just with a few white flowers in them. The same flowers she had used to decorate her wheelchair.
"But-", Sam wanted to protest, but she cut him off.
"Shoo, get ready, look after Cole, or whatever. We need some girls time in here."
Sam furrowed his eyebrows, but did how Bailey told him and left the room.
When he was gone, Bailey smiled happily. "I thought maybe you need some help with the make up or dress or moral support", she chuckled. "How's it going?"

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter sighed silently, lifting her shoulders.
"I honestly don't know.", she replied. "Jim is- how to say this? You can never know how he'll react. He might take it easy, or... badly. And that usually doesn't end up well." She frowned sadly, looking down into her hot chocolate.
"I'm so worried about them... both of them."

"Well hi there.", a man said, sitting down on a chair next to Rachel at the bar.
"What's a pretty lady like you doing in a bar this late?", he asked, raising an eyebrow with a soft smirk, taking a sip of his whiskey.
"You look like you need some distraction."

Jim dug his fingernails into his skin, not even feeling the slightest of pain. Completely numb.
Again.
"I'm sorry- I'm sorry-", he kept mumbling to himself, slightly rocking back and forth on the trunk. He felt how the scars on his back were burning. As if they were brand new... though they were all already older than 10 years.
"Don't punish me- please-"
He was shaking.
Images flashing in front of his eyes.
Bodies.
Blood.
His family hurt.
His friends dead.
Disappointed faces.
Lies.
Facades.
"I'm a mistake- I should have never come to Aegis... it was all a mistake... I'm only hurting them..."
He got up, wiped some of his tears away and put his hands in the pockets of his jacket, his back and head slightly bend over, and walked on.
"...she'll leave..."

Emma gasped as she saw Bailey in a wheelchair.
"Bailey, sweetheart... what... what happened?", she asked silently, a sad frown on her face. "Does- does Cole know?"

 

[Scripted Away]

Levi lifted his shoulders. "Well I don't know him, so I'll stick to whatever you think is the best idea", he said thoughtfully.
"I'm... this is probably a dumb and reckless question, but i don't know anything about them, and from the viewpoint of an outsider I'm just wondering... Jim apparently doesn't do Rachel good. It seems like she's suffering under their relationship most of the time...okay, they have kids, but I bet they sense the problems too..."
He frowned, already kind of ducking away in expectation of an angry reaction.
"...when she's suffering under him...why haven't they...parted ways? Sure, marriage is about not giving up on eachother and working on the relationship, but... isn't there a point where you should think of your health at first?"

Rachel sighed as she looked at the man with red eyes.
"Ah just... life sucking right now", she mumbled silently. "I have... this friend. And...he's A really great guy and everything, and I'd do everything for him, But... being with him just breaks me down. He's got problems. And I'm the one constantly trying to solve them. And nothing changes. For years already, it's just getting worse! But I can't do that forever... And I don't want to do that forever. And now I'm here, drinking away my problems."
Sighing, she ran her hand over her face once. "Sorry. Shouldn't let myself get carried away like that. Normally I can contain myself better..."
Looking back at the man, she forced a small smile. "I'm Rachel, by the way..."

"Car accident", Bailey explained. "And yes, Cole knows. He has a hard time coping with it, but we'll get through it. But this day isn't about me!"
She grinned softly. "It's about you! Wedding day!"

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter lifted her hand to silence her brother, an angry frown on her face.
"What did you just say?", she asked, her eyes slowly turning darker.
"You don't know anything about them or their relationship. They would die if they would part their ways. They can't live with each other, and they aren't people that give up easily! They love each other more than anything.", she growled silently, wiping a tear out of her face.
"They have been through worse already. They would die for each other, and they already did, okay? Jim sacrificed himself for Rachel on their first day of their relationship. Rachel made herself explode to save him."
She frowned angrily, her cup of hot chocolate freezing into ice.
"They complete each other, and aren't whole when apart."

"Scott."
The man sipped on his whiskey again, frowning softly.
"And your... friend, doesn't care about you? About how much he's hurting you?", he asked, lifting his head. "He sounds like an asshole."
Putting his glass down on the table, he turned to Rachel again with a determined smirk.
"I can help you, if you want. I could just make you forget all about him. He'll suffer hard. Payback for all he's ever done to you."
The clicking of a gun made the man turn around to the door, leaning back into his chair.
"Get away from my wife.", Jim hissed, pointing his gun at the man who only seemed to smirk amusedly.
"Excuse me, your wife?"
"Back off. Now."
The man turned to Rachel, smirking, and then back at Jim.
"Cute how you think she still loves you. Did you hear what she just told me? She doesn't want this anymore. She doesn't want you anymore. You're only hurting her, Jim."
Jim looked at Rachel with big, empty eyes, a tear rolling down his cheek, slowly lowering his gun.
"Please... don't hurt her, Jeffreys."
"Why shouldn't I? I like to see you hurt. And as she's the one you care about most, why not?"
"Please- it's me you want. Not her.", Jim's voice cracked, another tear rolling down his cheek. "You can hurt me- she won't care, but please... let her live so she can... g-get a new husb-"
"Oh you're so weak.", the man stood up and slowly walked up to Jim, happy that all of the other people in the bar had already fled. "You know what's good about HACK? They keep inventing new stuff. Like metal that is resistant against any ability and is able to kill any immortal.", The man turned to Rachel, pulled his gun and shot.
A painful groan.
Jim dropping to his knees.
His hand pressed against his bloody chest.
"Oh, aren't we heroic again? Oh well. Either way I'm rid of you."
The man kicked Jim in his groan, making him tumble over, and lastly bowed before Rachel.
"You're welcome, mylady. Good luck finding your true love. Someone who cares about you.", and the man disappeared into nothing but shadows, leaving Jim hardly breathing on the floor, his body cold and numb... his eyes broken.
"Rachel.", he whispered painfully. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I know you don't love me anymore... please forgive me. I tried... I tried so hard..."
He lifted his hand and stared at the blood for a moment.
"I love you..."

Emma sighed sadly.
"I'm so sorry to hear this, sweetie."
She smiled happily as Bailey mentioned her wedding, and nodded excitedly.
"I can't wait! I'm so nervous! Oh god."