"You know, neither of you have very nice manners." Jim said very matter of factly as zie leaned back in zier chair on the private plane.
     "Whout duoo ya meahn?" Jack swallowed her mouthful of food, "I have fabulous manners. Right honey?"
     "Yeah, whatever." Responded Natasha.
     "You could at least thank me for keeping the police off both of you and subtly getting you out of Moscow."
     "By subtle you mean paying off everyone at the air field after you show up at my apartment!" Responded Jack
      "I still kept you safe, I ensured that the police were off your tail for awhile. That you weren't put in the no fly list for your trip to Moscow, so please, showing up uninvited was just the only way that would be affective." Said Jin in a calm relaxed voice.
     "You could have at least called!! Fuck you!" Yelled Jack, now anger showing on her face, fire deep inside.
    "I didn't think you'd pick up after our last encounter."
    "Fuck you, you bitch for bringing that up!"
     At this point Natasha had curled up in her plane seat, anxiety getting to her. It brought back bad memories the yelling and the fighting. A little girl so lost in Russia's second great revelation, her parents fighting with soldiers, her dad who'd drink to much from the clear bottles and then hurt her. It all came back, why wouldn't it stop, why couldn't she make it stop, pain, shattered glass, yelling, pain, gunshot, more yelling, money's out, time for another whipping. Too much, too much. Tears streamed down Natasha's cheeks, and Jin noticed this.
      "I think we need to calm down and talk this out like adults. There is another one present."
     "Well she's my girlfriend, what's wrong honey?"
     Jin feels a swell of sorrow in zier chest as zie blames zierself for what happened.

    

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