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[madamemoiselle]

{Diva is in the middle of practicing with one of her newest toys. She's sitting on the plane with a harp leaned against her, concentrating hard on the notes. She hasn't mastered this instrument, so occasionally the wrong string is plucked, but she's trying hard to create a lovely melody}

Comments

[didorothy]

A lot of what he says is digusting; filter it out.

Gene. I'm not saying this as your DI, I'm saying this as your mate: go away. This is a double standard on your part and I'm not putting up with it.

[madamemoiselle]

Alright! {Filtering out everything? Why not.} And I told you, it wouldn't!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head] As your mate, I'm not leaving you alone with a murderer. I'm DCI and that means making choices you don't agree with, but it doesn't mean I hang out with scum to get my jollies. I'm staying. [eyes Diva] You prove to me I can trust you and I'll believe that.

[didorothy]

I'm not getting any 'jollies' here. Christ, Guv. I trust her. I'm not happy with what happened, which is why I have to talk to her, but even then she wouldn't kill me. Even then, she couldn't bring herself to put a knife into my back. Doesn't that count for anything?

[madamemoiselle]

{Oh dear. Diva didn't tell Gene that she almost stabbed Sam and bit him in the neck for a reason. So she looks down silently}

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[wow, way to NOT make Gene want to leave] I'm not leaving.

[didorothy]

You know, Guv, I'm trying to help Diva become a better person. Forcing me to resort to physical violence to get rid of you isn't going to encourage that.

[madamemoiselle]

{Glances up nervously, but still doesn't say anything}

[theguv.livejournal.com]

You can make her a better person with me here. [huffs] 's not like you can't say anything to her you can't say to me.

[didorothy]

I don't want to say anything to you. I'm quite satisfied with not talking to you at the moment.

[madamemoiselle]

Um...{Doesn't really want a fight today, no} What exactly is it that Sam wanted to talk about?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Sam. Tell us what you wanted to talk about.

[didorothy]

I'm not talking about anything in front of Gene.

[madamemoiselle]

{Looks to Gene} Gene, this is ridiculous. The last person I would ever hurt would be Sam.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

I don't care. Or have you forgotten it was my WDC you offed? [to Sam] You're not saying anything to her I can't hear anyway, unless you've been rolling about under the sheets and need to start professing your feelings, but we all know that's not gonna happen, so out with it.

[didorothy]

[a slight pause - every mention of Annie's death hits him - but it's gone quickly] There are a lot of 'feelings' that have nothing to do with bedsheets that Diva and I need to discuss, actually, and I don't want you in on this conversation. Now leave so I can talk to her here, or I'll just go behind your back some time and talk to her alone anyway.

[madamemoiselle]

{Notices the pause, and looks down silently again}

[theguv.livejournal.com]

What's so important you can't say it in front of me, Tyler?

[didorothy]

[glances at Diva when she looks down, and almost speaks, but stops himself.

Which is great, 'cause that just means more arguing with Gene] You keep as many things from me as I keep from you, so don't go on like you don't.

[madamemoiselle]

{Quietly}...Ne, Sam, what is it that you wanted to talk about?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

What I do is for the good of the team, not so I can keep secrets from you! And you bloody well find it out anyway, you annoying prick. [huffs, then crosses his arms and stands back] Now why don't you just answer the little lady and we'll be done with it?

[didorothy]

[takes hold of her upper arm gently and pulls her closer, so he can talk quietly and hopefully Gene won't listen]

About... I don't know, Diva. I just know we need to talk about this.

[madamemoiselle]

...About...{Pauses, remembering what the TARDIS said, then quietly} about Annie?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[Gene knows when something serious is going on and he's not a complete ass, as much as Sam wants to think he is, so he stands where he was, arms crossed, and just watches them to make sure Diva doesn't do anything. if he catches snatches of conversation? awesome. but he's trying to be respectful (and yes, it's hard for him to do)]

[didorothy]

[he doesn't want to think Gene is; he has proof positive of it. But he's still quiet, frowning (to no one's great surprise)]

About the entire thing. I can't... I can't just forget it. I didn't know - I thought...

[runs his hand over his face]

You know it's hard for me to listen to what you did before. This is even harder. And I don't - blame you, but I can't...

What did you want to talk to me about, Diva?