tamaracorine
But tonight, we dance.
"Leah, calm down." Jack told her quietly, his voice calm like the training all officer's get taught them to be. "You don't need to shoot me to prove a point. If you shoot me, you prove my point anyway."
Leah raised an eyebrow at him. "You should have paid more attention during training. You're meant to tell me that shooting you will only cause me more pain, and that it wont help Mason; that if I do indeed love Mason, I wouldn't hurt you because I wouldn't need to prove you wrong." she keeps the gun held towards him, finger resting on the trigger. "Except, you see, I find you annoying, and I'd rather you not bother either of us again... so, really, my motivation is entirely different to what your training teaches."
Jack's face looked shocked. "You really were good at your job, Leah. Don't you ever miss it? Want it back?"
Leah releases the safety on the gun, growling a little.
Leah raised an eyebrow at him. "You should have paid more attention during training. You're meant to tell me that shooting you will only cause me more pain, and that it wont help Mason; that if I do indeed love Mason, I wouldn't hurt you because I wouldn't need to prove you wrong." she keeps the gun held towards him, finger resting on the trigger. "Except, you see, I find you annoying, and I'd rather you not bother either of us again... so, really, my motivation is entirely different to what your training teaches."
Jack's face looked shocked. "You really were good at your job, Leah. Don't you ever miss it? Want it back?"
Leah releases the safety on the gun, growling a little.