MorMor: A sprinkle of Westwood Suits & Sniper Rifles.

No words can explain the way I'm missing you

Jim's P.O.V:

Eliot looked up at me, trepidation written all over his face, despite him trying his best to hide it. I simply smiled slightly, walking over to my kitchen and pouring myself a glass of wine. (He's classy okay?) After today, I needed it. God what was I even doing?...Oh right. Eliot...I wish I could go see Sebby right now...Argh! Concentrate!

"So..." I took a small sip, waving my hand casually as if this were a pleasant conversation between two friends catching up after a break. "What were you doing handcuffed in the back of that car?"

I felt him glare at me and I bit back a grin, walking closer. Yes, this was good. I just needed a distraction."Cat got your tongue?"

He sighed, chewing on his thoughts. I stared at him, my gaze never leaving his face until he finally muttered. "Sebastian handcuffed me."

Sebby..."I'm sorry, I'm a trifle death..." I put a hand up to my ear. "You'll have to speak louder, dear."

"I said," He sighed loudly. "Sebastian handcuffed me."

"Ah..." I wish he'd handcuffed me instead..."And could you tell me why he handcuffed you?"

He stared at the ground for a moment, grinding his teeth together.

"Well?..."

"My father told me where he was and that I needed to convince him to come with me and well...I wasn't very good at convincing."

I smiled slightly. That's my Sebby. "So you say Sebastian is your brother?"

"Yes."

"And why should I believe you...?"

"Well..." He frowned. "Because it's true. Just ask Sebastian yourself if you don't believe me!"

I smiled. I already knew they were brothers, I just enjoyed watching him squirm. Hmm... I have an idea...C'mon stop moping over him and get your head in the game. (ayyy HSM amiright?...I'm sorry.)

I took a deep breath, allowing emotion to show on my face. "Sebastian is..." I looked down, actually feeling kind of sad. "dead."

Surprise spread across his face like a tidal wave as he stared at me, wide eyed and I tried my best to look convincing as I sighed.

"Your father...Shot him."Well that's technically true...

"No" He mouthed the words silently, pure horror in his eyes. I moved over to him, drinking up the raw emotion on his face, enjoying every moment. Sebastian would be fine. He's always fine.

"Oh...Didn't you know? Your father didn't really want to have a little family reunion. He just wanted to exterminate the black sheep...And he did. Quite brilliantly actually, I'm impressed." Lies. I was far from impressed...Once I got my hands on him...He'd wish he'd killed me when he'd had the chance. I looked back up at Eliot who seemed to be getting over his shock. He slowly looked up at me, his eyes hardening. Aww. How adorable.

"You're lying." He hissed between his teeth.

I raised my eyebrows. Interesting. "Why would you think that?"

He shrugged, looking down.

"You're in denial." I grinned.

He shook his head. "You're looking at me too intently, not blinking. That's usually a sign that someone is lying....Besides you love him. You wouldn't be talking to me right now if he were dead, you would be by his side."

I felt my eyes widen slightly and involuntarily leaned in. "Very good...However you're quite wrong about the second bit, but the lying part is excellent."