Shameless / Sandor Clegane

36. Shameless

"Karen broke up with me." Lip remarked. 

"You two were dating?" Davina countered. "You are really not having a good day." she kissed his temple. 

"She was slut." Ian added. 

"So am I." Lip countered. 

"Keep it down please, Liam is trying to sleep." Davina laughed out. 

"Debs, why aren't you in bed?"

"We need to talk." Debbie remarked seriously.

"What's up?"

"It's about Steve. There are things you don't know about him."

"I already know, Debs." Fiona countered but she didn't know what Debbie knew.

"You do?" Debbie countered confused.

"Life's messy and people have secrets. But I don't want you worrying about this kind of stuff, okay? You're still a kid. So just be a kid, okay? The grown-ups around here have got things covered." Fiona assured.

"Really?" Davina questioned. Fiona turned her head dramatically to her twin.

"Really."

Fiona followed Davina down the stairs, Lip was drinking a beer, Ian was passed out on the couch, carl was still trying to get information on jail life. Sandor was helping clean up. 

"Boss called." Sandor remarked. "Said to take the day."

"I love that little man." Davina declared to the sky. "Thanks for staying, you didnt have to clean." 

"If I didnt you would've had to." sandor countered. 

"You are the best." Davina kissed him helping him finished up. Fiona stared back at her, Fiona had been head over heels love struck with Steve because he was the bad boy, fun and dangerous. 

Dependability, accountability, reliability. All the -ilities, ran through Fiona's mind of everything that Sandor was and Steve wasnt.  Then as if she conquered him up, Steve was outside. He was waving wildly at her. 

"I have to leave town." Steve remarked.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Fiona demanded.

"Come with me. Costa Rica. It's beautiful." Steve countered. "I have friends there."

"Why do you have to go... the police?" She realized.

"Costa Rica. We can rent a house on the beach."

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about."

"The kids would be all right. Davina can run things." Steve offered. "Kev and V can still help around here."

"Is that what you actually think this is? Like, people popping in, feeding dogs? How much time will you get if you turn yourself in?"

"Look at me. I can't go to jail." Steve countered. "I might as well wear heels. Come with me, Fiona. How long is it gonna be about them and not about you? When are you gonna finally do something for yourself?"

"Little stinker, its past your bed time!" Davina cooed kissing Liams cheek, he smiled a toothy smile back at her. "You want sandor to read you a story?" Davina decided. "He's a great story teller." Davina added. Sandor smirked down at them. "yeah? yeah?" She tickled liam as they headed up stairs. 

"Liam's two. 16 more years till he's out of the house. You'll be what, 37, 38? And who says that Frank's done dumping babies in your lap to raise? You deserve a life of your own." Steve demanded. "Costa Rica. Then maybe Rio. Have you ever been to Rio? You ever been outside of Chicago?" Fiona glanced back at the house, who was she to choose love and fun over family, who was she to leave her twin to deal with the fallout?

"Dav," Lip warned. "Steve is outside making declarations." 

"Goodnight, little man." Davina kissed Liam getting up and moving down the steps again. She peered out hearing steve and Davina couldnt believe that Fiona was still entertaining this man. Every breath Steve drew in Davina's presence annoyed her.

"I love you. I want to be with you." Steve begged. "It's not forever. We'll come back. Three months. Six months. Maybe a year." Steve decided. "You can call them every single day. Come with me, Fiona."

"Just leave us." Davina scoffed. "She's debating it." Davina realized. "No, fuck it."

"First class. Miami out of O'Hare, tomorrow afternoon."

"Well, I don't have a passport." Fiona admitted.

"She is really considering... oh my God!" Davina rasped. "That bitch."

"We'll get one in Miami. I'll meet you at O'Hare tomorrow afternoon... the American terminal. I love you." Steve declared before heading off.

"He's right." Lip called from the door, Davina's pinched face bore a hole into Fiona from behind Lip. "You've done more than enough. You paid your dues to this family."

"Dav-"

"You should go, Fiona." Davina agreed bitterly. "We'll be all right. Its what Gallaghers do best right? Fuck up a family and run away. Maybe you are like mom."

"Dav-" Fiona begged.

"We are good, you go run off with the man that got our brothers put in jail. We are good."  Davina demanded slamming the door. Lip sat beside her on the couch, she took his beer taking a long sip. 

"You mad you can't escape this family?" Lip questioned. 

"I'm mad she actually debated it. I would never..." 

"If sandor asked you to leave-''

"I'm going to stop you there because sandor would never make me choose between my family and him." Davina corrected. Sandor smiled back at her, that smile promised forever. "Steve however is fucking shameless."