Another month. That was all it took for Jim to give up.
I was woken up by Seb shouting. I rushed into his room, to see him standing in the middle of the room, in pajama bottoms and bandages, staring at his bed.
There was another figure under the covers, just waking up.
"Tiger.." Jim complained.
"No.. no.. You shot yourself. In the fucking head!" Seb shouted.
"Blank. Hit head. Do we have to go through this now?" Jim yawned.
"Yes, we do! Seven months. Seven whole fucking months, and you, little shit, only turn up now!" Seb shouted. "I fucking got shot, you know! You didn't even fucking come back then! Why now?" Seb likes to swear when he's really angry.
"I did visit you in hospital." Jim said "But I didn't know if it was safe to come back then. But yesterday.. It was eating away at me, and I decided that I didn't care if it was safe." Jim looked down, almost out of shame.
"hmmfff." Seb said, leaving the room. I could see that he'd clenched his fists.
Probably good he left, then. Otherwise he would have punched someone.
"Did I do it wrong?" Jim asked.
"Probably." I said truthfully. "I'll find him- talk to him. Just don't make him angrier if you want to survive."
I found Seb, big surprise, in the basement shooting at a target.
"Seb.." I started.
"No, I'm not going to apologise" another bullet hit the target "for getting angry, it was within my rights; or for swearing; or for anything, ok?"
"I didn't expect you to, I came to see if you're ok."
He turned to me. "Kirsty. It seems that everyone we thought were dead aren't. Doesn't that worry you?"
"Not particularly. Only two people, Seb, and if they were alive you would have been shot years ago. You would have 'paid' for being in relationships with other men since the day they died. They're not coming back, Seb."
He nodded, and shot the target again.
"You hardly knew them." he muttered.
"Which means I can think logically about them, without my brain being clouded with fear." I replied. "They're not coming back, they can't come back. Do you want to go shoot their grave? If we can find it."
"No, it's ok." Seb smiled. He stood up. "Now, if you don't mind, I have seven months worth of chatting, kissing and.. other stuff to catch up on."
He left, so I shot the target a few times for good measure.
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The Heart of a Sniper (MorMor)
Fanfic"This is your heart, and you should never let it rule your head" Sebastian Moran is a criminal. A sniper for one of the worst criminals in the world. Jim Moriarty. He only has two weaknesses. His little sister Kirsty, a fellow sharp shooter, is one...
