TMR Gally - hate him love him

morning

Gally's POV

She hadn't said a word. I refused to sit in my chair, sitting down near the fireplace with Athena between my legs, leaning against me. Her hair was still wet from the shower, but the warmth radiating from the fire made it dry and curl up fast. Alby sighs. "For the fourth time Winston. Yes she technically broke a rule. But I as I have said before, those you don't want to listen, will feel. She had, and still has, my permission to wear a knife, just in case something like this would happen." I hear protest coming from some of the Gladers. "She didn't need to kill him, we were a few meters away!" Newt stands up "She couldn't see that with him screaming in her face, on top off her. She did nothing wrong. We all heard her scream, we all saw him chasing her." Again, muttering from the Gladers, agreeing with what he had said. Kevin, off all people stood up and opened his mouth. "Excuses don't bring Todd back. She seduced him! How does that end up with her getting excused from murdering him?" I feel Athena tensing up as she recognizes his voice. Who let him in here? Zart looks over at me and Athena, I must look really really angry. And she must look terrified. "Alex, Greg. Please take him and the rest back to the Pit. He doesn't need to be here." I nod at him, expressing a thank you. I feel a tear gliding down the crook of my neck, where she's hiding her face. She starts trembling again, whispering soflty. "He's right. I'm a murderer..." "No, you're not. Babygirl look at me, you are not a murderer." I make her look at me, ignoring the stares of the others, wiping away the tears. "You're not to blame for any of this, you understand?" But she just looks at Alby. "I killed him. I stabbed..." She chokes in a sob, starting to tremble more intensely. Alby doesn't flinch. "Everyone out. I want a word with the Keepers." More noise from the Gladers made him raise is voice. "OUT!" In a matter of seconds, the room was empty save the Keepers. Alby sighs and walks over, kneeling beside me, lifting her chin up with one finger. "Athena... Listen to me. He did that to himself, you have no blame whatsoever. You're a good person, kind. Soft. Human. It's okay to feel guilty, but don't keep blaming yourself, good that?" He hugs her for a few moments, whispering that it's all going to be okay. I help her stand up as Newt walks over, standing next to Alby. "You are brave, a bloody good friend. Loyal. I'm sorry this happened, but Alby is right. You are not to blame love. So don't blame yourself." She looks up, seeing the other Keepers nod as well. Even Winston, who wanted to see her punished just a couple of minutes ago. What a pathetic excuse of a man... Athena wipes her tears away and smiles faintly at the people standing close to her. "Thank you... for saying that. I think I... really needed to hear it." I kiss her shoulders, holding her waist. "It's really going to be okay, I promise."

Athena's POV

I wake up kicking. "Auw... Stop it. Stop... It's me, Gally. Just me." I open my eyes, seeing him sitting next to the bed. I had kicked him out. "You were having a bad dream. Are you okay?" I look down, I was wearing one of his shirts. the one with the long sleeves. I feel my lips smiling a bit, but then I feel his hand on my knee, getting my attention. "Are you okay?" I stretch my arms out towards him, wanting him to come back to bed and hold me. I sigh as I cuddle up against his chest. "I will be." My voice sounds like klunk. I had cried for hours... He picks up my hand and kisses it, but I see him studying the cut on my finger. "I'm going to be okay Gal. Don't worry." He scoffs softly "Do you know me? I'll never stop worrying about you. You're my babygirl." I smiled, I like that he calls me that. "But little? Are you alright?" I know what he means. "You tell me, I'm guessing I have bruises all over..." He nods. I prop myself up. "Yesterday, in the shower..." He props himself up as well. "We don't need to talk about it if you don't..." "You sang. For me. The song you hummed earlier. To get me to sleep... I recognized it." He frowns at me. "Like from... before?" I wasn't sure. I look at him. "It's not like the songs I sing, they're just in my head. I don't know why they let me keep them. But when you sang... It felt like I wanted to remember something, just out of my reach." He lays back down and breathes in, slowly. And back out, thinking. "I know what you mean. I have had the same feeling... kissing you. Watching you sleep, playing with your hair... It's all so familiar." He never told me that before. "Maybe... we did know each other. Before." He pulls me back down to his chest. "That doesn't matter anymore. We're here." I lay there, listening to the beating of his heart. But I wonder... I get up slowly and kiss him, my hands reaching under his shirt. "Little..." I just kiss him again, lifting the shirt up. I need to know, he needs to remember... something. Anything. He takes it off, but stops my hands from roaming. "You need to rest babygirl." I straddle him, hoping he will stop talking and just shucking kiss me. "No. This isn't a good idea..." "Sssh... Kiss me." I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. But he refuses to move. "Athena, no. You've been through a lot, this is not..." I start lifting my own shirt, trying to get it off. I really just want to forget... His hands hold my arms down, stopping me again. "I'm serious. It's not that I don't want to... But this doesn't feel right." He looks at me the way he did the first night. Like a caged animal.. "I just keep seeing it. In my head... His face, the knife..." He pulls me in a hug, laying me down again, wrapping me in a blanket. "I know, it'll take a while... I remember what I did the first few months here... There wasn't any order, we lost quite a few boys to panic..." He had also taken a life. Maybe even lives... I close my eyes. and whisper "I'm sorry...". I feel his lips against my temple. "Don't be. Don't ever be." He started humming, the same song, rocking me in his arms.

When I woke up again, I saw Gally vast asleep. He looks so peaceful and innocent. I get out of the bed, quietly, not wanting to wake him up. The sun hasn't fully risen yet. I put on the sweater and pants and step outside, the grass cold and wet beneath my feet, but I didn't care. I wanted to be alone for a bit, and I know exactly where I could do that. Or at least for an hour or so. I walk in the kitchen and look at the pile of dishes. Guess Fry didn't feel like doing them after... After I had killed Todd... My hands started working, scrubbing the plates clean, ignoring the tingling of the cut on my finger. I hadn't eaten dinner yesterday... Did Gally? I couldn't remember what had happened after he carried me out of the Homestead. Must've fallen asleep, or passed out... Before kicking him out of the bed in the middle of the night. I started humming, drying the plates before starting on the pots and pans. I look out the window towards the hut. No movement. He's probably going to sleep until the rooster starts crowing. As always. I smile at bit, thinking about how I messed up his entire sleep schedule. Ever since I got here, nothing has been normal I guess. At least, that's what they keep telling me. But they never tell me if it's a good or bad thing... I dry off the last pan and set it back in it's place. I look around and decide to wipe down the surfaces, maybe even sweep the floor... God knows the Kitchen could use a bit more love, Frypan just doesn't have the time, doing all of it alone. Speaking off Frypan... "Morning Fry." He jumps back through the door, clearly not expecting to find me sweeping the kitchen floor this early. or at all. "Shuck Greenie, you scared me. What are you..." He looks around the Kitchen. "You cleaned... everything." He walks around, looking at the counter and in the cupboards. "I couldn't sleep, didn't want to wake up Gally..." again. Fry just walks over and wraps me in his arms. "Thanks Greenie. I won't forget this." He lets go and put a kettle on the stove. "Lemon and honey, as always?" I smile, taking a seat on the counter next to him. "Yes, please." He's not afraid of me...

I go and sit outside, in the dining area, talking to Fry through the open windows. I see the door of the hut open, Gally stumbling outside, looking around frantically. "Gal! Over here!" I wave, making sure he sees me. I see him relax a bit, going back inside to get a shirt and his boots. and mine. I look down at my bare feet. It feels nice not to have the leather boots on for a change. He walks towards me with a quick pace, not looking very happy. "Just like old times, grumpy Gally in the morning..." Fry chuckles softly. "Greenie! Why didn't you wake me? You shouldn't be out here alone!" I look up at him and sip from the tea. "Why not Gal? They're still in the Pit. Or in a grave." I don't move a muscle, waiting for his reaction. But he ignores it and sits down, brushing the dirt from one of my feet, putting a sock on. This is going to be a habit. "Goodmorning Gally. Want some tea?" Fry grins at him from inside the Kitchen. Gally just scowls back, Fry seems to expect that reaction. Is this how it was before I came up? "Why did you leave? When?" I let him pull me in his lap and set the cup down. "An hour ago, maybe. You looked... peaceful. I didn't want to wake you, but I couldn't stay..." Fry curses softly "Greenie where did you put my spoon? you know, the one for eggs?" I look up " Check the left drawer." I hear him open it, the cutlery making a bit of noise. "Ah. Got it!" Gally gives me a curious look. "I did the dishes. Cleaned a bit. Organized... everything." He chuckles. "I liked doing the dishes, I understand why you would want to do that..." I smile. He did the dishes once. only once. "Maybe you should consider switching jobs..." He laughs. "And leave those shuck-faces on their own? Don't you like having a roof over your head, without leaks?" I laugh as well, him laughing is contagious. I wonder if he knows that. "Okay no. I do like that. As long as it's your roof..." He stops laughing and grins. "I love you too little shank." I lean in for a kiss, but he grabs the cup of tea and sets it to his lips before I could kiss them. what is he doing? "Oh waw this is good, I'll go get you another cup, alright? be right back." He jumps up and disappears behind the Kitchen building. oooh right. Morning. "Enjoy I guess..."