Sweet Dreams - Ace Merrill

In your own time.

Sorry for being M.I.A for a few days. Kinda had to take some time to sort my head out, living with mental health problems isn't fun when you know Ace and Eyeball aren't real... Hence the next best thing, my imagination and my stories.

Hope you all like it my cobras ❤️
CLQuinn ❤️

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Vivian and Eyeball walked into the police station, hands still interlocked as he felt her grip tighten slightly. Eyeball could tell the nerves and emotions were getting to her but he didn't know just how at ease she felt having him by her side.

"Can we help-" One officer started but stopped as he recognised Vivian. "You didn't come back to make a statement..." he mumbled.

Vivian turned to Eyeball slightly as he gave her a comforting nod. Turning to the officer he was the one who responded.

"Well she's here to make it now so you better fucking listen." He snapped out.

The officer nodded slowly, giving the gesture to another officer, who gestured to a room to the side of them.

"You can go in there, someone will come in and take it."

Vivian dragged Eyeball in with her as the pair looked around. Two sofas surrounded a coffee table with magazines and newspapers. A desk was against the wall and had simple looking coffee and tea making items. Eyeball sighed slightly as he tried not to laugh.

"Of all the rooms in this station, I ain't never been in here before." He mumbled as he kept a hold of her hand.

Vivian led them to the sofa as she sat down. "That's probably because you and Ace are usually in the other rooms." She mumbled as he sat down next to her.

She felt her heartbeat rise as the female officer from before and one of those that she had attacked came in the room. Eyeball knew it would have only taken one to take the statement, most likely the female, yet his presence there had most likely been the reason for a request for a male officer.

The pair cautiously sat down on the other sofa, one had a note pad and pen while the other had a different style of pad. The male officer placed a recorder on the coffee table as he began recording their conversation.

"Can we get you a drink Rachel?" The female officer asked Vivian quietly.

Vivian shook her head slowly as she instinctively gripped Eyeball's hand tighter. The officers noticed and made a mental note that even though the considered the cobras absolutely nightmares, this girl seemed to take some comfort in having Eyeball here.

"My names Fiona, this is Ronnie. I take it you know both of us?" The female officer said as she gestured to herself and her partner.

Vivian nodded. "You wanted me to make a statement after I attacked him." She mumbled.

Eyeball gripped her hand a little tighter, he didn't want her to say something she couldn't take back that would incriminate her while she was being recorded.

"That's right." Fiona nodded slowly. "We wee told you attacked him out of fear?" She spoke just as soft as she had before, trying to install a sense of safety and trust in the girl.

Vivian nodded slowly.

"Why don't you start from the beginning Rachel? Take your time."

Vivian shook her head. "My name's not Rachel. It's Vivian."

The officers gave each other a glance as Vivian continued, feeling Eyeball's grip once again tighten.

"Ace lied to get me out of there, he didn't want me being stuck in here when I clearly wasn't comfortable."

"Did you know Ace before then?" Ronnie asked her, making a few notes on his pad.

Vivian shook her head. "I met him that day you brought him in."

They nodded slowly.

"It didn't sound like you two got on." Ronnie said slowly, remembering the many times officers laughed hearing them shout abuse at each other from the cells.

Vivian shrugged as he glanced at Eyeball. "It's complicated."

"They're in denial." Eyeball mumbled, half expecting to get a smack.

Yet it didn't come. Vivian gave him a small smile before turning back to the officers.

"I spent ages running solo. Help was never offered and I guess I never expected it to come from someone like him." She mumbled.

"What help did he offer you?" Fiona asked, almost not wanting to know when it came to Ace.

"He offered to help me get out of the cell and get back what was mine." Vivian mumbled, here it came.

"Which was?" Ronnie questioned, again writing down on his pad.

Vivian took a small deep breath as she looked at Eyeball, he nodded again as he gave her hand a comforting squeeze. She turned again to the officers as they could clearly tell Eyeball was her strength in doing this.

"My son." She felt the words whisper themselves out.

The officers shared a glance as they're training kicked in and they instantly began guessing the causes of her injuries.

"In your own time." Fiona mumbled as she turned to Vivian and gave her a sweet, caring smile. "You're safe here."

Vivian was silent as she felt like she could hear her own heartbeat, it was going that insane and out of normal sync. Feeling Eyeball's grip on her hand tighten once more, she found the smallest amount of strength to start talking.

"He lives in the View." She mumbled. "So I'm not expecting anything to be done because him and his parents are clearly more powerful than anyone here."

Fiona gave Ronnie a simple glance before she got up and walked over to Vivian, who subtly slunk back into Eyeball's side. He let go off her hand as his arm instantly went around her protectively. Fiona gently shook her head as she sat down next to Vivian.

"It doesn't matter where he's from." She continued to speak softly. "Take your time." She repeated as she softly reached out and placed her hand on top of Vivian's.

Vivian tensed up slightly but, once again felt comforted being in Eyeball's hold. Turning her head she looked up at him as he nodded once more. Vivian gave him a small smile as she realised she had two brothers now. Two very protective brothers.

Turning back to Fiona she took another deep breath as she finally began to tell her story.