neornithes | anon;

[ She was right in some regard. Everything had happened so fast that he was still trying to figure out if it wasn't some kind of dream or hallucination. Maybe Hatter had put something in that scotch he'd given him. ]

Ya know what I meant.

[ Despite everything else, he really didn't want her to settle for his sake. He followed her in silence for a bit, his mind running blank on things to say. It seemed as though he had both everything and nothing to tell her all at once.

At the mention of their old van, a melancholy smile crept onto his face. ]

I fixed her up a while after she broke down, y'know. Never did have the heart to be rid of the old girl.

[ Despite how self-conscious she was about this, she laced her fingers with Will's as he started talking about the van. Her pace was leisurely compared to what it usually was when she was out and about. It usually had purpose, import, and determination. Right now, she was with her purpose. She didn't have anywhere she needed to be. She was where she wanted to be. ]

Don't think I could've put her down either. Wonder what happened to her now that we're both here.

[ Will almost looked down at their hands but stopped himself. Ana probably wouldn't appreciate it even if he hadn't intended to look for the reason she would have likely assumed. ]

I've got a friend lookin' after her. She'll be waitin' for us a long time I reckon.

Even if you get out I probably won't see it ever again. I haven't exactly been a model citizen lately.

[ Though Ana knows that he knows that much. It's important to admit it. ]

Even with more than one sentence reduction I'll be here longer than I'll live.

[ And that's assuming that they don't kill her off intentionally before then. It looks like they're almost there. ]

Me neither.

[ It was pointless to pretend he hadn't done bad things in his life as well. If he hadn't he wouldn't be there. ]

That makes two of us. Looks like you're stuck with me.

Don't make that sound like a bad thing.

[ Still, for the first time in a while Ana let out a little laugh and bumped her shoulder into his. It felt both familiar and strange to her, not having been this affectionate or relaxed with anyone in so long. ]

It could be. Might get sick of me around the fifty year mark.

[ The sound of her laughter made him smile again. He had never realized how much he'd missed that sound until it was gone. ]

I tried getting sick of you, it just made me miss you more.

[ She wasn't lying. For a while after she'd left him, she spent too much time trying to make herself forget about him. Trying to convince herself that she didn't need him, that this was what she wanted. In the end the only thing she could do was act like it was, nothing inside ever changed.

Ana gave him a little apologetic smile. ]

Don't think 50 years will change that.

[ Will looked downward for a moment, a bit unsure of what to say. ]

That never does work, does it?

[ He had tried it plenty of times himself. ]

Maybe fifty-one years will do the trick, eh?

[ It was a joke, of course. ]

[ Just as he made the joke, they had to get into the elevator. The nicer rooms were higher up and all that. She pressed the button, then turned to put her back to the wall and held his hand with both of hers. ]

You're never gettin' rid of me again.

[ Will leaned over and brought her hands close, giving them a single gentle kiss. He seemed a bit embarrassed when he looked back up at her, but he did his best to hide it. ]

I'm gonna hold ya to that.

[ An almost giddy smile pulled up to her lips at that. It felt strange to be this happy. ]

I'm counting on it. [ The elevator opens and she leans off the wall, not letting go of his hands as she steps backward into the elevator. She's almost afraid to ask him for a real kiss, but once they're in the elevator and the doors close, she takes one step forward and plants a small one on his lips. Better not to ask. ]

[ When she pulled back, Will couldn't contain the grin spreading on his face. He laughed and shook his head. ]

That all?

[ With a new found rush of bravery he reached forward and held her face in his hands, pressing his lips passionately against hers. ]

[ Anastasia's hands moved to his side, kissing him back just as passionately for a few moments before she couldn't hold her smile anymore. When she did, she broke the kiss and leaned over to slam her hand down on the button for the correct floor before pulling him back again so that she's leaning against the wall of the elevator as she kisses him again. ]

[ Will couldn't contain a grin either. He didn't have much time to think before her lips were against his again. He wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her closer, the passion in their kiss making his heart pound. He was so lost in it all that when the elevator dinged he jerked back in shock before turning to glare at the open door. ]

What a bloody mood killer.

[ Ana couldn't help but let a small smile out again when he jumped at the elevator dinging. ]

Next time I'll press the emergency stop.

[ It's hard to tell if she's serious or not, but she does grab his hand again and start leading him out. It's clear that there are nowhere near as many doors on this floor as the others, especially not the regular cell blocks. Anastasia leads him to her own. ]

Very funny.

[ He tried to play at sarcasm, but he really couldn't manage to sound upset. How could he be, really?

He has no clue where they're going, so he allows her to lead him on. Hopefully the room wouldn't be too terribly uncomfortable to be in. ]

[ Well there's the door. Anastasia opens it up to what's frankly probably the equivalent of a highly luxurious loft. It's got its own kitchen, a lovely bed, a jacuzzi, balcony, chess board.. ]

Not bad for a prison cell, is it?

[ Just as long as you like the color red. ]

[ Will had never expected the room to be that luxurious. It made him a little sick to look at it, honestly, but he didn't want Ana knowing that. ]

Not bad at all. How'd ya ever swing a place like this?

[ That question was more than hard to answer. Anastasia didn't particularly want to answer it, especially since she was finally having her first chance to actually be happy in so long. The answer to that question could very easily ruin this moment.

She wanted to be honest with Will about it, but every part of her was certain that he wouldn't be quite so forgiving regarding her bargains with Second. ]

It never hurts to be on good terms with people in high places, Will.

[ She couldn't help that her tone of voice changed, a little lower. Less excited, slightly clipped toward the end of the sentence. She always had trouble controlling her emotions even as Queen, moreso with Will. She seems to force herself to be a little less defensive after a second though, then look at Will almost pleadingly. ]

Can we talk about it another time?

[ It didn't take much to tell that Anastasia clearly had a secret she wasn't keen on telling. It would have been a lie if he had told himself it didn't bother him, but the look on her face was all the convincing he needed to drop the subject. ]

'Course. I'm not gonna make ya tell me anything you don't want to.

[ Even if he did want to know. Maybe now just wasn't the right time. ]

What did ya wanna talk about?

I promise I'll tell you, just not today.

[ She's going to pull him over to the bed so they can sit down because it's comfy. ]

I just want to talk. How have you been? Besides getting arrested.

Right then. Another time it is.

[ Will wasn't thrilled about sitting on the bed, but it was pretty comfortable. ]

Ya probably don't wanna know. I ain't been the best person lately, Ana.

I hope you don't think I have.

[ Because that's going to be one hell of a conversation. ] I may not have committed the crime that they put me in here for, but if anyone deserves to be here, I'm one of the top candidates. So don't think I'm worried about how good of a person you are.

No matter what you've done, not a single person deserves to be here except the people who created this bloody place.

[ Will sighed, hanging his head a bit. ]

If only we could wish our pasts away, huh?

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[quivers eyebrows]

stop loafin' around

is your breadroom warm

yes yes it is

bready hell

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