The love you take is equal to the love you make. {For James}

[chasingtwisters]

After her research at the library leaves her with nothing but more questions, Moira finally works up the nerve to make her way over to James' place. She heads to her cottage first to shower, quickly throwing on less ragged clothing before tying her hair up and all but bolting out of the door. She knows she should bring something as a peace offering, but every idea her mind comes up with sounds terrible, so she settles on just herself.

She casts a glamour on herself to avoid the media storm currently overrunning the town, quickly maneuvering between the crowds to make her way to James' place.

Before she realizes it, she's at his door, hand poised to knock. Fuck, what does she even say? An apology barely covers it. She sighs. She'll have to figure it out on her own. She knocks, and waits.

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[jamesthorn]

Her apology only goes so far to ease his anger. He wants to just forget it. He wants to grab her in his arms and tell her things will be okay, but he isn't sure if that's what he should do. Though perhaps it is. Perhaps he should just be there for her. Given the advice he's just gave her, shouldn't he be there for her too? She knows she fucked up, and he has no reason to punish her aside from simply his pride and hurt feelings. He just...Moira hurt him. When they got involved with each other, he gave her that power, and she's scared him into thinking maybe he shouldn't have. Did he really know her? Was she the type of person to run off all the time? What did he even know about her past relationships? He had never asked.

It's just starting to seem like a pattern for her. Running away when things get hard. James doesn't operate like that.

However, as he is considering what to tell her next, Moira gets this desperate look in her eyes and covers her mouth with her hand. He realizes she's sick, and his instinct is dash towards her. He helps her down the hallway to the small guest bathroom. "Here, here," he says, directing her towards the toilet after he flips back the seat. He sits down on the edge of the bathtub, and he can't help himself. He puts a hand on her face and brushes the hair away from her eyes, hoping she feels better.

"I don't hate you," James tells her in the end. Of course James doesn't hate her. He's too angry with her for that to be the case.

[chasingtwisters]

She knows, from her experience with Alodia from the other day, that she can't simply make this right with an apology. James expects more and deserves more than that. And she knows that she's let him down, in her fleeing town; ironically, her desire to escape her mother only proves how similar in nature they really are. The thought hangs over her as she pukes her guts out in James' toilet, only helping to aggravate her stomach more. God, she hates morning sickness. And if she's honest with herself, she kind of hates this baby, at the moment.

She closes her eyes at his simple touch, appreciative of the soothing gesture even though she knows he must still be so angry with her.

"I...thank you," she says, looking up at him. Because it means more than she can say, and she realizes then how important it is to her what James thinks of her.