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[ As if the flying monkeys weren't bad enough, Margo had disappeared. He'd spent days searching for his girlfriend with no sign of her. Seth wasn't sure if it'd been the damn monkeys or something else at play. He regretted separating from her and not having gone to Leo for help sooner. Or the network.

Seth wasn't giving his roommate a lot of grief under the circumstances. Leo had his own hell to fight with, being hungry and not able to eat. Seth couldn't talk. Literally. He couldn't make a sound. It was past laryngitis or being hoarse. Almost like a heavy reminder of where the trio had come from. The only positive side about it all was having gotten really good at texting.

Waking up was slow and disorienting in Hadriel. He cleared his throat, finding the task difficult. He smacked his lips and yawned. Another attempt to clear his throat and it was clear he still had no voice. Margo's things were around but still no sign of her. Seth rubbed at his face and sent out a message... ]

anybody out there run into a woman in her mid 20s? Kind of petite, a little over 5ft with an hour glass shape. Dark hair. Dark eyes. Goes by the name Margo or nickname Bambi. She knows magic. 

Id send a pic but not sure how to do that on here

Anyone have any suggestions, Id return the favor somehow

Shes my girlfriend and shes been gone a few days. Basically just before I woke up unable to talk. 

I figure if I woke up like this, she might be in worse trouble

Im Seth aka Clyde to Margo's Bonnie

[ He hated asking anyone for help but it was the only thing left that he didn't do. Seth laid in bed, wondering if Leo would knock on the door or respond with any news. Or anyone had any words of wisdom. ]

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[ She frowns. What is this that they’re being put through? It was absolutely awful, like they were being toyed with or something, and there was definitely some scheming behind doing what they did to the three living in Margo’s house. Margo couldn’t talk to Seth. Seth couldn’t be heard by Margo. They were both bound to frustrate Leo like crazy. Finally, she spoke, if only to give Seth the opportunity to hear her again. ]

We’ll get through this, babe.

[ Her frown turns into what it meant to be a hopeful smile, but Margo isn’t the best at comforting and if anyone is good at seeing through her, it Seth. ]

It can’t be forever, right?

[ Margo was many things but motivational speaker wasn't high on the list of reasons Seth fell for her. Loyalty and dedication were the ways she tended to show support. Like her attempt to talk to him.

He couldn't help arch a brow slightly at her voice. It was easy for him to tell that Margo couldn't hear herself. His look wasn't critical or disappointed. Seth was appreciative for the gesture yet concerned that his girlfriend was going through this. He gave her a nod. ]

At least I don't have to worry about you fallin' for Leo's serenade.

[ Given that their roommate hadn't eaten in close to a week, the thought was something of a genuine concern. ]

How about that signal?

[ Seth was out of the house and heading in the direction she initially indicated. He hoped she could speed up the process somehow. Margo might've wanted a shower but the dark circles under his eyes showed what he needed. ]

[ She smiles not really knowing the severity of the situation. Margo has never seen Leo hungry. The only memory she has of fearing him is when he introduced himself on the networks in Reims and that was, she had convinced herself, completely irrational. He was practically family by now. He wouldn’t try to do anything to her or Seth.

…Would he? ]

Got it.

Margo sighs and makes a series of movements with her hands, breathing in deeply and closing her eyes. The last thing she wants to do is fuck anything up when she’s counting on a rescue right now. She hates the word ‘rescue’. It seems so girly. It’s very appropriate, though, so, fuck it, she’ll use it.

A beam of light, very much like the bat signal, shoots up from the ground Margo stands on and seems to pierce the very clouds above her. She smiles slightly, satisfied but also tired. Her eyes go back to her device. ]

Good enough?

He looked up when she went to work and his eyes --for lack of a better word-- lit up at the signal Margo created. Seth gave a simple nod then charged in the direction. No more texting and wasting time. He couldn't talk but it didn't matter since she couldn't hear. Only her voice could keep him company if she chose to continue talking.

It wasn't long yet felt like an eternity before finally finding Margo. Seth charged toward her, picking her up in an embrace and swinging her from side to side a couple of times before setting her back on her feet. He mouthed, 'Are you okay?' in an effort to refrain from having to pull back and use his device.

She held onto him perhaps a second or two longer than was necessary. Margo had never really been a sentimental person before, but all of this jumping from world to world was wearing on her. With each jump came the fear that she had jumped alone, that she had left Seth in the last terrible world and moved on to another awful place on her own. Of course she could survive, but could she really live? It had felt like he’d become her other half, though she’d never said it out loud. She was sure that Seth didn’t know just how important he was to her.

She nodded to his question with a tiny smile. “I’m alright. No mysterious sound-eating or mind-controlling creeps, so far.” Margo didn’t say a word about it, but she was incredibly relieved that she could make sound even if the trade-off was living in complete silence.

“How ‘bout you? Been here long enough to find a skinnier version of me?” It was a joke. Margo wasn’t that insecure about their relationship.

Maybe she didn't say it but Seth had called her his better half on occasion. He was relatively sure that was one of the ways Leo referred to Margo as well. The sexy sorceress might have considered it in jest with how it was said. If there was one thing the happy couple was equally lousy about, it was having heart to hearts.

Now there was a trio that was emotionally stunted.

Seth was the one a little more wordy than the two, particularly in conveying sentiment. He'd been that way since a kid. Not quite always ready with 'I love you' but trying to be with his brother what they lacked from their parents--someone who gave a shit in word and deed.

Uncle Eddie nurtured that trait in Seth rather than tear it down the way Ray Gecko had. Seth didn't know what Margo had experienced in her upbringing or even Leo in his, but they cared in their own ways. There was no question of that to him. He answered the question that Margo posed by clasping her face between his hands and kissing her. There were things a kiss could answer even better than words.

The initial connection was firm, deepening after a moment then dwindling into a few soft presses of lips before he pulled away. Seth relented and took out his device.

I left the ball & chain at home with a steak. Trying to see if maybe real food will help him at all. He'll be glad to see you but might not sound like it. Not eating has him PMSing

Margo’s parents hadn’t exactly smothered her with love. In fact, it was quite the opposite. They were high time professionals in Hollywood, rubbing elbows with stars more often than they’d tucked their own daughter into bed. It was no wonder Margo turned out to be a little cold, building up walls of her own. Seth had managed to effectively crash through several of those walls. Even if she hadn’t said it, she knew she felt something like love for him, but it wasn’t the easiest thing in the world to express. It was much easier to show. A kiss, a cuddle. These were things she snuck in without warning and she was sure they said what her words were lacking.

She relished every kiss and this one was no different. Margo’s mind worked in a funny way. Every time the two of them were apart for an extended period of time she worried that she would never see him again. It wasn’t as if it was an entirely implausible fear with the lives they lived or, as things were currently, the worlds they lived in. Reunions like this gave her a little shred of hope.

There was a scrunch of her nose as she read his words. Steak. Could Leo really be helped with steak? His sustenance of choice were sinners’ souls. That had to give them a reason to be afraid, even if Leo did seem to like them.

“Babe, I talked to him back in Reims and he basically told me that food tastes like ashes to him.” Her mouth twisted into a scowl. “You think we’re safe around him?”

Her concern wasn't wrong. Seth had an arm around her and motioned to start walking home. Once they began walking, he returned to type on his device.

Well he cant take souls here so unless they brought him here just to kill him--which theres easier ways of doing--figured its worth a try

He gave a shrug and returned a hand at the small of her back, the need to make sure she was still at his side. It wasn't as if Seth believed Margo had wanted to be lost or any of her absence was anything but involuntary. In fact, he wouldn't have been so close if he thought she had been the cause for their separation.

Seth was needy but would never appear desperate. There was a line he didn't cross. His old man made it so that neither Gecko would leave themselves vulnerable to someone who didn't give of themselves. Each might have been desperate for a connection but there had to be give and take. And more.

A sense of what neither had much of when boys; nurture, affection and support. It was why he started referring to Margo as Bonnie. She made her loyalty clear. Seth did the same.

“Shit,” She scowled. It was all she said, kind of like a blanket ‘shit’ for all of the weird things going on. Really, it was one of her favorite words. So appropriate for so many situations. The two of them had seemed to grow attached to Leo. While he’d just been a ~~hot~~ creepy monster type at first, he’d become someone Margo invited to dinner. She didn’t want a friend to starve to death.

As she walked with Seth, she nuzzled her head close to him. Margo was a strong woman. If it had come down to it, she knew she could have handled a place like this all on her own. Sure, she’d be lonely as hell, but she was a pretty good judge of her own strength. All that aside, having Seth and Leo here was not something she would take for granted. Margo planned on doing anything she had to to keep both of them safe from harm.

“Promise me you’ll stick around, ‘kay? I know neither of us can keep that promise in the end, but… Write out the words anyway.”

She tilted her head up to look at him with big brown eyes of her own, smiling only faintly. Margo needed a little reassurance. How many times would they hop worlds together before they got home? She supposed the question was actually how many times would they hop worlds together? It was entirely possible that one of these days they’d get separated and Bonnie would have to go on without her Clyde.

Her initial swear didn't stop him, Seth was used to her language often matching his. Margo was taking in what he said--wrote. He kept walking until what she uttered next. The words made him halter his step and look at her.

She was alone when they first met. It wasn't a conversation had, it was simple deduction. She readily took him in and took care of him without having to take phone calls in secret or shoo anyone from her door.

Seth was also alone when they had met, other than Richie and Kate who were family. Margo had that same kind of family with Eliot, Quentin, Alice and a few others she mentioned.

Initially, sleeping together seemed like the most natural thing to do while sharing close quarters and a physical attraction. A few missteps made each realize there was more than chemistry between them. They had been separable ever since, picking up Leo on the way. Seth gave a little smirk and first typed...

Says the one who just disappeared on me

He didn't let that linger and closed in physically. An arm went around her waist before his head lowered to give Margo a longer kiss. One of reassurance, if you will. Assurance they both seemed to need. Seth was glad she uttered what she had out loud.

Reluctantly, he drew back from the kiss--not wanting the contact to end but knowing it was only right to answer what Margo asked.

I promise. We stay together, no matter what.

The schmoopy, Valentine’s Day stuff had never been Margo’s thing. Pretty cards and words were worthless without the action to back them up. She knew Seth well enough, though, to know that he didn’t say things just to say them. At least not to her. When he said-- Typed that the two of them were going to stick together, that was all she needed to quell her fears for the moment. That uneasy feeling in her gut subsided and there was even a smile on her face.

She let herself rest against him, still walking together. It never stopped amazing her the way they fit together, like puzzle pieces. There was another comparison Margo had thought of from time to time when she’d found herself walking with him like this. She’d wondered if maybe he was her crutch and she was leaning on him in more than the literal sense. With pride like hers, that tiny voice in the back of her head would never let her forget about that particular musing.

“Anybody who ships me to a world without you is going to get a perfectly manicured fist in their face.” She smirked. It was an understatement. If Margo had ever woken up in a world without her partner in crime, she would have raised every single circle of Hell.

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