“Seemed a bit impossible, with your lover.” Skylar coughed, wanting to avoid accidentally sturing up any details about that; he’d rather not remember that before anything else.Well she has mellowed out, kind of, in a sense. And she has the disadvantage of being pregnant so it’s not like she can hurt you.
Plus it’s a big house so if you want you can almost never run into each other.
Sky pursed his lips. “I wasn’t worried about me, per ce.” Of course his worry would go toward being something Gabriel had to bear, that his own murderer’s well being— though she was pregnant, was more than importent enough to leave him out of it. “Yes or no, I’m not packing up this second and running of with you.” Best to say it straight.
As if he owned anything worth taking with him.
“Is this it?” he began, growing nervous. “Throw me advice and.. pray that I follow through?” He didn’t want to be left alone, but to be thrown into a situation that could cause him trouble..Well I was hoping quite a bit that you’d come stay with me. But I didn’t want to make you too uncomfortable.
“Seemed a bit impossible, with your lover.” Skylar coughed, wanting to avoid accidentally sturing up any details about that; he’d rather not remember that before anything else.
“I wasn’t?” he blurted out, looking back to his ‘memories’. They had faded like a dream lost in time. Gabriel knew what he spoke of and there was no denying it. “I.. I’ll do what I can.”
Not in the slightest.
Good boy.
“Is this it?” he began, growing nervous. “Throw me advice and.. pray that I follow through?” He didn’t want to be left alone, but to be thrown into a situation that could cause him trouble..
“Are you telling me that we knew?” he asked innocently, but confused; brow knotted. “About whatever I am, and this.. thing that I’ve been through?” He didn’t assume so, otherwise he wouldn’t have been buried— not on purpose— and Gabriel would know more than this. “Stupidity doesn’t cover it.”Good point. But it’s not like you were exactly stealthy when you came back. If I were him I would have noticed something.
And if I were you i’d rather get it done in the quickest and least painful way possible. Don’t you think it’d be better that he got the news of your return right from you, before someone else had the chance to tell him?
“I wasn’t?” he blurted out, looking back to his ‘memories’. They had faded like a dream lost in time. Gabriel knew what he spoke of and there was no denying it. “I.. I’ll do what I can.”
There was a tension between them, and it made Skylar feel sick— his brow tight as the minutes crawled by. Arguably, his headache could be to blame as well. Something about them though, they were frequent but only when he tried to chip at his lost memory. Was he overdoing it? Maybe he should’ve mentioned them to the staff.The question was unexpected, but he could understand. He knew exactly what drove Cameron to ask. “I—,” he stopped himself. With a deep breath, he shook his head. “I would have to consult my doctor.” If moving into what sounded like his old family’s shared home, that could cause more harm than good. He didn’t know what danger he was in being exposed to so much so early.
“Oh… okay….” Cam nodded and gave Sky a slight smile. Suddenly he felt awkward, like he was searching for something to say to Sky, to break the silence forming between them. “I… I should give you my number if you don’t have it anymore- in case you want to meet your son or want to meet up or… something….” Cam reached up and rubbed at his hair quickly, almost in frustration. He didn’t want this to feel so awkward- it wasn’t supposed to….
He returned the smile halfheartedly. There was room to apologize, to explain to him why he refused such a wonderful-sounding offer.. but he kept silent. It was for another time, or better yet never to be mentioned again once it was behind them. Skylar nodded. “I’d like that. One step at a time, right?” He was quiet, unsure what to say or do until he felt the need to pull the other into a hug; and he did.
“Not really what I mean to do. It’s just, I’m nervous. It’s one thing to come back from being lost, but this kind of reunion? Supernatural life or not, he doesn’t know.”
He’s not stupid Price.
“Are you telling me that we knew?” he asked innocently, but confused; brow knotted. “About whatever I am, and this.. thing that I’ve been through?” He didn’t assume so, otherwise he wouldn’t have been buried— not on purpose— and Gabriel would know more than this. “Stupidity doesn’t cover it.”
“I don’t.. What if I make things worse?”
I doubt you could make things worse.
But you have only been back a few days. Seeing him sooner rather than later would be good. But perhaps you should take more time to acclimate. I’m afraid I can’t agree to entirely let you weasel out though.
“Not really what I mean to do. It’s just, I’m nervous. It’s one thing to come back from being lost, but this kind of reunion? Supernatural life or not, he doesn’t know.”
“Sorry,” he apologized, as if that was his fault. The decision he had made early on to not bombard Gabriel with questions about his son wasn’t a complete waste; what he had just said at least told him that the boy was old enough to not be trusted.
It’s fine.
Although if you want I can bring you to him. That’s totally on the table so we’re clear.
“I don’t.. What if I make things worse?”
He nodded. “It’s not anything permanent. A hospital took me in.” The clothes he wore and the cheap shampoo were all donated to him, allowing him time back on his feet. “A few days? The first few.. I can’t really remember anything, but that’s when I was found.” Sky felt comfortable around the other, that was apparent. But nothing else seemed to click.Hesitation gripped Cam for a moment, but he pushed past it, deciding he had never stopped himself from offering someone help, and he wasn’t about to start now- no matter how awkward it may be at fist. “Well… if you want, would you like to come back and stay with me and Damien? Maybe being around use could help you get your memory back. Him and I are like brothers- Damien is actually your kid, but that’s besides the point…” he shrugged and reached up to rub the back of his neck awkwardly. He wasn’t sure what he was doing, or how Damien would feel about Cam inviting Sky to live with them. Damien was different from how he used to be, Cam could see that now, but he wouldn’t react negatively to his mother… would he?
There was a tension between them, and it made Skylar feel sick— his brow tight as the minutes crawled by. Arguably, his headache could be to blame as well. Something about them though, they were frequent but only when he tried to chip at his lost memory. Was he overdoing it? Maybe he should’ve mentioned them to the staff.
The question was unexpected, but he could understand. He knew exactly what drove Cameron to ask. “I—,” he stopped himself. With a deep breath, he shook his head. “I would have to consult my doctor.” If moving into what sounded like his old family’s shared home, that could cause more harm than good. He didn’t know what danger he was in being exposed to so much so early.
// GABE AND CAMERON ARE LIKE ‘LET’S GO AND SEE DAMIEN, SKY— COME ALONG!’ AND ALSO BOTH ARE SORT OF LIKE ‘COME STAY WITH UUUUUSSSS SKYLAAAAAR’
I’m stressed.
