The feeling of being watched had never quite left her in all these months. Even followed her as far as Bangladesh and there was little Charles could do to ease her mind.
"I swear Charles, someone is watching me" She barked, pacing through the house as he did his usual tour of securing windows and doors, more for her peace of mind than anything else but tonight something caught his attention.
"I'm just nipping out to the car"
She shouted something along the lines of 'be quick' because she still wouldn't let him do much and rarely let him out of her sight but he wasn't going to frighten or fail her on this. A Prosthetic was not a weakness like she seemed to think it was.
He watched as the hooded figure clocked him and dashed and broke into as much of a brisk walk as his leg would allow which was no match for someone running but he wasn't going to give up. He was going to protect his girl no matter what.
Charles had knowledge of the area on his side, a wrong turn by the hooded weirdo and Charles' quick thinking, giving him the advantage. Maybe even the element of surprise.
He grabbed at the back of his hood, pushing him towards the ground.
"Smurf?"
It was no great surprise after all but this was a new low even for Smurf.
"What the fuck are you doing hanging around outside my house?"
"Came to speak to that perfect little missus of yours as she's changed her number... won't hear me out" He was drunk and slurring.
"You know you're not suppose to be anywhere near her don't you? I should punch your fucking face in"
Smurf winced, expecting the blow that never came.
"Still a bit scary even with the robo leg"
Charles rolled his eyes "Tell me what the fuck you want and piss of before I call the police"
"I want to know why she gets away with everything. I've been done over for her, lost everything yet she comes up smelling of roses. Why is that?"
Charles bit his lip "What are you talking about Smurf?"
The smirk that pulled at Smurfs face wound him up "Spit it out"
"I don't suppose she told you about her and Bones in Bangladesh did she? Saw them with my own eyes. She weren't worried about you then Captain that's for sure. Might even let you watch it if you ask nicely"
Charles laughed "Nice try. Now off you fuck"
"All you have to do is ask her"
Charles walked away before he did something he'd surely regret. She wouldn't betray him, she loved him too much. But she had been distant, so distant that he often found himself insecure and worried or frustrated and angry at her refusal to get whatever was bothering her off her chest.
She met him on the door step, confused and a little scared by his disappearance.
"Charles?"
He walked passed her as if she didn't exist.
"Charles what is it?"
She watched him walk slowly to the kitchen and pour himself a neat whisky, backing it in one and pouring another.
"Charles you're scaring me what's wrong?"
"It would appear that Smurf has been watching you. Seems to have been for quite some time"
