Liz Sherman

I look over Liz's shoulder trying not to focus on how good she smells and see the picture. It makes me laugh.

"I remember that day, Trevor and I had been trying to work on the best way to get you two to a base and you refused to be anywhere but my shoulder while we did it. God knows why, but there you were ticking my ears with your tail and just generally being a pain.

Like any kid would."

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I stare at them both a moment. He's so damn close to her, why isn't she freaking out? She hates it when people get that close to her uninvited. What the hell makes this guy so special that she's not pushing him away?

"Fine." I grab the album from Liz's hand and flip through it. So he was there, big deal. "This was 60 years ago, it's got nothin' to do with what happened to Father a couple months ago." I bark at both of them. The guys not lying. I don't know if this is bad or good. Son-of-a-bitch.

Liz still isn't pushing him away, why the hell isn't she upset he's so near her like that? Why is she just letting him stand so close to her like...

Oh, for fucks sake! You've got to be shitting me!

"You're the only one who knew he had cancer, huh? The only one Father told?" I step closer to Jack, growling a bit. I should punch him. I should shoot him. I should throw him threw a fucking wall. First Father tells him things he never told me and now...Liz. Damn! Why him, Liz?

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I smile in spite of myself when Jack tells the story of what's happening in the picture. It's almost like Jack's whispering it to me, he's so close to me. I can feel his breath on my neck when he speaks.

I look up to see Red's face and in an instant know that he's not just angry about his father anymore. Shit! I should move away from Jack. Maybe go stand next to Red. I twitch a bit when Red snatches the album from my hand. He's angry, so very angry. I don't know if he's mad at me or his father or Jack or what.

I know standing near him right would be a very bad idea, though. I don't know what he's thinking, all I know is he's got that same look in his eyes that he would get right before he throws something at someone, or someone at something. I stay standing between him and Jack, as if I could actually stop Red if he wanted to get to Jack badly enough.

I hope Red doesn't do something stupid, and almost more so, I hope Jack doesn't either.

Edited Date: 2009-09-22 09:13 pm (UTC)

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I stand at my full height and look Hellboy right in the eye. The part of me that is the Time Vortex howls in challenge, but I shove it down. I'm tired of fighting, I'm tired being the lone wolf.

If Hellboy wants to hit me fine, but I'm not going to hit first. I have no reason to be angry.

"Trevor trusted me Hellboy, he trusted me to understand you because I help aliens and people from the past. I've fought Daleks and Time Lords, I've seen the stars born and I will see them die.

Compared to all that being your friend is a peice of cake and ten times more fun."

I gently and carefully place my hand on Liz's arm and smile at her.

"You can be near him if you want too Liz I won't be upset."

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He was on a first name basis with Father. Great, just perfect.

"Who says I want to be your friend, Captain?" I don't want him as friend, and I definitely don't want him as a babysitter.

"Better not, Kid." I smirk at Liz. She moves on quick. The way this guy talks to her. Teh way she doesn't get upset when he gets so close to her. They're dating...or fucking. Which is worse, though? "You know what happens when you get all emotional and you're near me." I wonder if she told her little boyfriend about what happened in Russia. I should say something, just to rub his face in it. I would but damn it, it till hurts. Months later and it still fucking hurts. Why the hell did she kiss me if she didn't want to be with me?

Women! They make no sense at all!

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I know Jack's not trying to make Red upset, But he doesn't know Red like I do. Red's not in the mood for fun right now, no way. He's in the mood to hit something, I can see it in his eyes. Those sad eyes. He looks like he'll never be happy again.

"Red, Don't!" Instead of going to him, I pull myself back. God, that was a mistake. I backed up so far I ran right into Jack. It's so wrong of me to feel safer near Jack, with Red standing right there, but I do. Red's going to say something, about what happened in Russia. That kiss, that stupid reckless kiss.

No, he wouldn't be so cruel, would he? Not to me. He was my best friend for most of my life; he wouldn't say something just to make my life a million times more difficult, would he?

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I wrap my arm around Liz's midsection so that she doesn't knock us both over, it's something I've done a lot since we talked after Vegas.

I know it will look bad to Hellboy and it might make him more upset but Liz always comes first for me now and touch is how we communicate our feelings to one another.

"You don't have to, but I made a promise to Trevor and I keep my promises no matter what...believe me when I say, I will always be around if you need me."

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I let out a growl when he holds her like that. What are the odds, that are the fucking odds!? Father's damn friend and Liz...together. That should be me holding her like that, not him! I'm so mad I can't even see straight.

"If I need ya, I'll just call ya." I smirk at Jack, making a phone gesture with my left hand. Won't be calling him, I guarantee it. I turn and walk away from them. If I don't I'll do something stupid. "Thanks for the good news about Pop, Liz. You made my day." I shout back. I can't bring myself to say anything about Russia. I can't be that mean, not to her. I could never hurt her like that, no matter what.

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Jack, why did you do that. I know I'm sad, I know I'm upset, but why did you have to put your arm around me like that?

"Red, I'm sorry!" I call back at him. I'm sorry I kissed him, I'm sorry I don't love him, I'm sorry I left, I'm sorry about Broom.

"Shit." I mutter as Red leaves my view. "I can't think of anyway this could have gone worse." I lay my head on Jack's chest.

Damn it, I knew that bad feeling was...really bad.

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I whisper softly in Liz's ear. "Go after him sweetheart, clear the air," I say letting her go.

"Hellboy needs to know you still care about him even with me in the picture and believe me you'd regret it if you didn't and something happened."

I really don't mind if she does, I should poke around here anyway make sure this Manning guy is doing this for the right reasons.

That and make sure BPRD doesn't have their hands on anything dangerous.

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I should clean my room. Take all the shit that reminds me of Liz and burn it all. No, not burn it. Fire reminds me of her. Maybe I should just get a new room? I wonder how long it would take me to break through this wall again and just leave? Nah, Liz's stupid fucking captain boyfriend would probably rat me out to Manning, and I bet Liz wouldn't even try to stop him. Damn it!

She walks the same way she did when she was 11; nervous, light, delicate. Like she's afraid she'll hurt something if she steps too hard. She did. She stepped all over something very, very hard.

"What now?" I leave my back to her. What the hell could she possibly say to make me feel any better, or any worse for that matter?

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