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Aliona got gradually quieter as we made our way home. She sat looking out of the window, or at her phone.
"You ok?" I asked, glancing quickly over at her.
No reply.
She just put on her headphones, and started playing Fall Out Boy, so loud that even I could hear it.
We got home, and started carrying all her boxes up to her room.
I noticed that the landrover was in the drive, but Jim's convertible wasn't, which explained why neither Seb nor Jim were to be found in the house.
I left Aliona in her room, and had sat down to watch an episode of Supernatural when Seb and Jim returned. Seb was smiling over something Jim had said.
"Where's Aliona?" Jim asked.
"Unpacking." I said. The theme music started up.
"Supernatural?" Seb asked. "Move over."
I did so, and he sat down next to me, watching the TV like an expectant dog. If there was one show that rivaled Doctor Who, in his mind, it was Supernatural.
"Seb... We have work to do... You know, killing people?" Jim said, exasperated.
"Later?" Seb asked, and Jim had to give in to the face my brother was making.
Jim walked upstairs, obviously to find Aliona, and Seb and I turned back to the TV.
We soon heard shouting.
Aliona: Let me kill them!
Jim: No.
Aliona: They fucking disowned me! You good as killed your parents!
Jim: They didn't just disown me, they physically abused me for years!
Aliona: You had them killed, and yet you're not letting me kill my parents?
Jim: Did your parents beat you?
Aliona: No, but they still fucking disowned me!
Jim: And do you think I want to be guardian to Zachariah?
Aliona: I could kill him as well!
Jim: I will not let you endanger me, my network, and yourself by killing them.
There was a thump, like someone had hit a wall.
Jim's voice could be heard "And you take that knife out of the door, young lady!"
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The Heart of a Sniper (MorMor)
Fanfiction"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...
