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When; May 4, 2008
Rating; PG-13 (I always go with this to be safe)
Characters; Waverly and Mat
Summary; Waverly returns from her errands to a hung over Mat. (The muns aren't quite sure how this is going to go. Hell, the muses aren't sure how it's going to go.)
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She wasn't trying to hide anything. It was probably the twelfth time she'd told herself this. It was a complete lie. She knew she was hiding as much as she could. The words had slipped out without her even thinking. Being forced, it was something that was a natural unpleasantness by now. Or had been.

All the forced companions and wandering hands had stopped many years ago. None of that had occurred since she left that life and betrayed everyone. Rachel, she'd probably ruined Rachael's life. Who knew what her father had done to her. She tried not to think about what had happened to those she left at home, but sometimes it crossed her mind. Sometimes in the dreams ...

She pushed open the door, her sleeves looking horribly dingy as well as the rest of her. Hair scattered out of her ponytail and face darkened by unidentifiable dirt. It had been a long day, and she didn't expect it to be over. Not after what she had said. She picked the door closed with her foot and set what she carried down, resting her body against the door to take in a few calming breaths.

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As he waited, he could feel the pounding die down. Definitely a good sign considering how he'd felt earlier. Though, he had been worse before. Drinking more of the tea, he sat up completely and looked down at his clothes. At least he'd thought to put some clothing on. Even if the state they were in wasn't the best. And now, he was able to think clearly enough to talk to her too. Because he certainly hadn't forgotten about it.

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Maybe she should have let him suffer through. It would have been safe for her that way.

Still, she was completely oblivious to this thought as she dried herself off and threw on her robe. Drying off her hair she went and changed into her room. Sweats. She needed comfort after today.

She was braiding her hair in twin braids as she came out into the room again. Tilting her head to looked at him she raised her eyebrows. "Feeling any better?"

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"Much." He smiled as he studied her appearance. Much cleaner and still beautiful. Setting the cup aside, he reached out his hand to her to pull her onto his lap.

Once she was there then he could hold her to keep her from escaping. Not the most gentlemanly thing to do but worth it.

"Thank you."

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She was thrown off balance easily and quickly fell into his arms. Not that she was struggling much against it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled actually. "Good, you looked as if you were about to die when I came in."

He really had looked worrisome, but many did when in that state of the morning after.

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He caught her without trouble and gave her a quick kiss once she was settled. "I think at the time my head would have preferred that. I don't agree with it though so I'm still here."

Then he let his face grow serious. Looking up at her, he wondered how to start this before deciding to just start. "Did they hurt you?"

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She hadn't been thinking about that conversation just now, so the question threw her off. "Who?" He couldn't be referring to work, she hadn't even told him what had happened there.

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"The men from your past." Honestly, he had no idea why he was asking. Normally, he kept his nose out of things like this. It kept him out of trouble and was less of a headache that way. But, he couldn't stand a woman being hurt. Even if it was the past.

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"My honor remains mine to give." It really wasn't answering if they had harmed her, just that she was still a virgin, which, in the world she was raised in, was far more important.

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He sighed. She had dodged the question. Yes, she was still a virgin but that wasn't what he had asked. "At least you have that..."

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"It isn't as if they had tried to kill me." She knew what had happened had been also her own fault. She had allowed it, she wasn't going to pretend to be innocent or a victim.

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"That's not the point. They didn't have any bloody right to it." The words were growled but he cooled down quickly enough. It was her past and this was now. "...You look much more beautiful when you're clean."

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She simply pretended the outburst didn't happen and let her head fall to his shoulder, snuggling. "Thank you, you don't even want to know what that was."

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"You're correct. I don't want to know. You'd be amazed how happy life can be if you don't know things." He gave her a smile and kissed her forehead.

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"Oh, I know." He probably would have been surprised how much she had eaten with just the very same mindset. If you pretended not to know what something was, it could be quit pleasant to the taste.

She tugged lightly at his shirt, tilting her head to face up at him. "How is the tea?"

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She would be surprised at what he remembered eating without eating. What he remembered in general without doing. "It was good. Much better than anything that would have been fed to me back home."

And that was the complete truth.

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"Then I have to be a bit worried about what you were being fed back there." She let out a light chuckle. What she had made for him hadn't been anything special. It was actually a bit on the bitter side actually. Part of why it worked as it did.

"Have you eaten at all?"

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"No. And yes I know that I should." He'd heard that bit of advice many times before. The worse part was that it was good advice.

"Were you planning on making me something?"

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She nodded, leaning in and kissing him lightly. "That I do." She pushed a little so he would let her up. Nothing too heavy, just light so there was something in his stomach, too much and he'd probably vomit.

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He let her get up but followed after her. Now that he was feeling a bit better, he was also in a better mood. Besides that, he had fun around Waverly. "And what are you going to make?"

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"Bat's blood and oxen liver." She said the words so casually that you could almost believe that she was going to make it. Lucky for him she hadn't made something like that in almost a year now.

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"Sounds like a flaming disaster." He shook his head at the thought. He was just going to hope she wasn't serious about that. "Got any other ideas?"

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"Mmmmm." She thought about it as she started water on to boil. Broth with a little stock in it should work ... if she could figure out how to do it. She reached down to grab the receipt book that she had bought months back and flipped through. "What about raw spleen and sangria?"

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The worst part about that suggestion was that he was sure he remembered eating something similar. "Not a good idea either." He looked over her shoulder at the book curious to see what she was really making.

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They were really some light receipts, nothing too heavy, but something he could digest. "Well, there's always the staple. The blood of your enemies." Getting Lanfear's blood would be a bit hard though.

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"Never been one for that." He pointed to something on the page. "That looks like something I ate when I was a boy though. One of my sisters made if for me."