Natasha's answer was immediate and firm but not sharp in tone as she moved her fingers from his hair to gently cup the rough line of his sharp jaw and hold his eyes with her own. "Not you," she said with a shake of her head. "It wasn't you, James. It was them."
There was no need to specify who they were, and while she now bore two scars on her body that had come from the fire of his gun, they were nothing she would hold to his name. She knew what it was to be chiseled away until there was nothing left but teeth and instinct. Knew that in the instances of murder, it was never the gun that was held accountable but instead the person who had fired it.
Natasha could not speak aloud her suspicion that she was alive then only because he'd pulled his gun up at the last moment both times he had fired on her. She could not bear to examine the ramifications of the suspicion that even when they'd stripped him of everything, the memory of what they'd been to each other once upon a time had been burned into his bones, just as it had with her.
"Please don't do that to yourself," she continued gently, even though she knew from experience that he could not help it.
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Date: 2014-11-24 12:13 am (UTC)There was no need to specify who they were, and while she now bore two scars on her body that had come from the fire of his gun, they were nothing she would hold to his name. She knew what it was to be chiseled away until there was nothing left but teeth and instinct. Knew that in the instances of murder, it was never the gun that was held accountable but instead the person who had fired it.
Natasha could not speak aloud her suspicion that she was alive then only because he'd pulled his gun up at the last moment both times he had fired on her. She could not bear to examine the ramifications of the suspicion that even when they'd stripped him of everything, the memory of what they'd been to each other once upon a time had been burned into his bones, just as it had with her.
"Please don't do that to yourself," she continued gently, even though she knew from experience that he could not help it.