Trouvaille (#featured)

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"Would you stop...flailing about!" He grunted. "You're...heavy enough...as it is!"

"I'll flail as much as I want to!" She said hysterically. "Let go!"

"Are you crazy? You're going to...die!" His face showed so much strain, reddening at the effort he was putting into holding onto her.

"You're going to kill me anyway! Let go, Nathan! I'll take my chances."

"What? No!" He grit his teeth. "I'm not...going...to kill you. Are you... out of your.. mind...I just...want to talk." He continued when she didn't respond. "Come on, Faye! Stop...being...stupid! Can't hold...on...too...slippery!"

She thought about it and held onto his arm. He did look as if he was genuinely trying to save her. And alarm bells didn't go off in her head when he told her he wasn't going to kill her. Slowly, she pulled herself up with his help and finally laid on the ground thoroughly exhausted.

The rain continued to fall around them making a soft continuous melody on the leaves, the ground and all around them with only their heavy breathing breaking through. Through her closed eyes, she could see the forest through the music the rain made and it made her smile. For the first time since she had moved to the big city, she was at peace and the small-town girl inside her loved the feeling.

"Did you really think I was going to kill you?" He asked the moment their breathing evened out.

"Well..." she looked away to the horizon, embarrassed. "You said you work for the government and that your job is sensitive information. Since then, you were acting all strange and you always looked very thoughtful. And then you were killing those pigs as if they were nothing. That scared me. So when you asked me so seriously while you were toying with that huge butchering knife, what was I supposed to think?"

"Dammit! I'm sorry I scared you..."

She was so surprised that she looked at him. He never apologized for anything, and when the words came out in his mouth, they were usually used for sarcastic purposes or in a condescending manner. But as she looked at him, his eyes reflected genuine concern and remorse. It was so honest, open and vulnerable that it sent chills down her spine and her face heated up. She was reminded of her stupidity for running away for a schizophrenic fear that he would kill her in cold blood. It made her face flare up even worse and she had to look away. "Sorry for being paranoid."

No one spoke for a while until it got so awkward she had to break it. She turned to him and asked, "What was it you wanted to talk about?"

"I know I blabberd about my job. I had a hazy memory of it. But what did I say, exactly?"

"I don't remember it verbatim, but you said something about being a weapons expert for the government, weapons and what you are being sensitive information."

"Did I say anything else? Like what I did, what I went through, places I went to?"

"No. Why?"

"How about anything I felt? My thoughts? Anything?"

"Just about how you're sad at being alone and you're not happy with any of the girlfriends you had. Why?"

He turned his head toward the sky and closed his eyes as if fighting relief. "We should get back." He sat up to reinforce his suggestion.

She said nothing as she stood up, puzzled. If everything about him was sensitive information, then he should be relieved that he had told her nothing. But it seemed more like he was struggling against something the moment he found out he hadn't really revealed anything to her. She watched him and saw that his muscles were tense as he sheathed the blade, reflecting his troubled mind.

"Do you know how to get back?" She chose to divert the topic.

"We follow the marks I hacked on the trunks. Come on."

She nodded following him. She was dying to know what had changed in him since he had recovered, but it didn't seem to be appropriate, if skittering her questions was any indication. At the same time, it also seemed like the right time to ask since they were about his personal life already. She chewed on her lip thinking whether or not she should ask him.

Finally, she resolved to ask him. She had the right to know since she was the one being affected in the first place. "Nathan, you haven't answered me yet. Why are you so concerned? And why are you avoiding me as if I had the bubonic plague or something? You haven't made a quip or a jeer in three days!"

He stopped walking and turned to her. "I was scared I said too much and even more at how you would react or what you would say to me about them."

"Like what? I always knew you to be a worm. What could you say that would surprise or offend me anymore? Don't tell me you have worse things to say about yourself," she smirked trying to make a joke out of the situation and bring the lighthearted atmosphere back.

He only smiled, turned away and kept on walking.

She could do nothing as her insides churned. Could he really have done anything worse than anything she had ever known him do? The new Nathan scared her. He had completely transformed into something but she didn't know what it was he transformed into.

"I'll assure you of one thing, Faye," he suddenly said. "I will never think of killing you. I never have." He turned his head to her as he stepped over a root and smiled. "But don't forget that you still have to pay for those slaps. That's in your tab," he said, joining her in her effort to make the atmosphere lighter again.

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