Demons without Desire

Making his way back.

A few days later..

I hadn't shared my concerns with Zak, mainly because he was still dealing with what happened on lockdown. The idea that we had both used the term guardian angels to each other had me thinking of what attachments he had. I knew of the possessive one and the loving one but maybe there is more?

I can imagine after years of being ignored and in the dark that when someone steps in with equipment to make you known again they appear as a beacon in the sea. I could imagine they would all be desperate to stay with him, a man who could finally hear them as give them some sense of relief, especially to those who had no idea that they had died.

However right now instead of being the apple of my eye, he was a pain in my ass. We had been arguing for the past 2 hours and were far from done..

Billy and Aaron were over reviewing evidence, I thought I was gonna help, but Zak snapped at me and I took offence.. It was along the lines of 'we actually have to do it properly, you don't have the experience and have no idea how to use anything so keep out the way.'

When I replied that he was the one who taught me pieces of equipment he went off and snatched a spirit box from my hands.

Defensive wasn't the word... Asshole was.

"I don't understand why you are so angry?! I want to help!" I fired back as we argued in the bedroom.

"Because it's none of your business!"

"Really?! You're really coming at me with that?!" I shouted at him angrily.

He grabbed his hair in frustration before letting go and breathing deeply "Stop being needy."

I stood there gobsmacked that those words had even left his mouth. He had been the one clinging to me every minute since he had been home yet now I'm the clingy one?!

"Screw.. You." I growled.

"I didn't mean that."

"Yes you did! You know what Zak?! Go and review! Just get the hell out and leave me me alone!" I shouted pushing him towards the bedroom door.

"I can't. You're upset.."

"Of course I'm upset!" I yelled. As I went to walk away he caught my wrist and pulled me back into his chest.

I hated. Hated how he defused me so quick. Us women, we had this switch, that if a man pulls us back in an argument we go to jello, I was no different I just wished I was.

His fingers were brushing my hair back as I kept my head down, the game was up. But I wanted him to at least understand how much he's upset me.. Is that so wrong?

"Hey baby." He sighed.

"Don't you baby me! Don't think you can call me pet names and I'll magically defuse and my panties will come off!" I snapped. His eye brow lifted at that comeback.

"Was that suppose to sound as saucy as it did?" He asked amused.

I growled and folded my arms.

His hands rubbed the tops of my arms as I kept my eyes away from his, those hazel pools could make the Angels weep. That killer smile? Well even the devil couldn't resist.