canon au } { post-514, of worried girlfriends and war stories

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Laura: [angrily texting THEY TALKED ABOUT THIS.]

Parrish: [When he leaves the Argent's little bunker he finally has signal to get the texts] Sorry, Phone had no signal.

Laura: Where are you?

Parrish: On my way back.

Laura: Okay. I'll see you when you get here.

Parrish: [and he is there less than 10 minutes later]

Laura: [and she is waiting for him and may be slightly sulky about it because she was worried]

Parrish: [sighs as he comes in. There is a hint of fire on him. And Argent.]

Laura: [not just Chris. There's a scent that she NEVER WANTED TO SMELL AGAIN EVER and her eyes widen a bit as a brand new rush of worry comes to the forefront] Are you okay?

Parrish: Yeah, I'm fine. Just... they know. They already knew.

Laura: About you being a hellhound?

Parrish: [nods] They looked into my military record. The... the time I was almost killed from the dead pool wasn't the first time I almost died like that.

Laura: [frowns] Why didn't you say something? [to her, mostly]

Parrish: Because I don't like remembering it. It's why I had to leave the military.

Laura: [her face softens a bit, before reaching for his hand to pull him closer] Sorry.

Parrish: [he squeezes her hand back] They forced the hound out. Just enough to show his face over mine... I saw him in the mirror.

Laura: How'd that go?

Parrish: You didn't tell me I had fangs too.

Laura: Well ... at the time he didn't. I guess I didn't threaten him to the point where he thought he needed them.

Parrish: I guess he knows who real threats are. [like Gerard]

Laura: Yeah. I'm assuming my method of drawing him out also is gentler than Gerard's is.

Parrish: He held a blowtorch to my eye.

Laura: [grrrrrr] Yeah. He was totally reacting to a threat.

Parrish: He's a psycho. Like you already told me.

Laura: Yep. Glad to see he hasn't changed at all.

Parrish: You heard about the 24 corpses Argent found? The younger one.

Laura: [she nods] Yeah, Melissa told me. She also said that Kira called the wolf in question "The Beast" which ... if Chris got his father out of hospice for this, there's only one beast I can think of that fits the bill.

Parrish: The one that Scott’s looking for.

Laura: [she nods] La Bête du Gévaudan.

Parrish: [goes to sit] I'm going to be a part of this, aren't I?

Laura: [she considers before shrugging] There are all kinds of Apocalypse stories, especially involving the Nematon. It's always a risk when you have a hellmouth-like entity. I just really hope this doesn't go the way of Sunnydale.

Parrish: It's more than that. The chimeras... Theo's obsession... the doctors... I'm worried it's happening because I'm here.

Laura: You may have gotten here before them, but I'm pretty sure it's the other way around. You're here because of them. Hellhounds are guardians of the supernatural - you're supposed to keep our secret. The nematon called you here to make sure things like the Dread Doctors don't happen.

Parrish: You think the tree stump would have told me that sooner.

Laura: Not the most communicative of masters, I'll agree with you there. [there's a beat] You might want to talk to Buffy about this. Slayers kind of work the same way. But if you're going to bring up Gerard, I'd do it when Peter's out of earshot.

Parrish: Note taken.

Laura: [she nods] I wonder if she's been having any dreams.

Parrish: Buffy having dreams?

Laura: Slayers can have prophetic dreams. Usually about end of the world stuff.

Parrish: Sounds fun.

Laura: Oh, yeah. It's a blast. I don't know if it still works now that she made a big Slayer army, but she's one of the last Slayers to be made the old fashioned way, so she'd probably be the best one to ask.

Parrish: Meanwhile if we hear Lindsay screaming in the night, we should check on her then.

Laura: Yeah, probably a good idea. But Ben will probably hear it first.

Parrish: But he won't know what it means.

Laura: No, but he can at least wake her up.

Parrish: I think that will be a given.

Laura: Yep.

Parrish: So.... what's for dinner?

Laura: [she takes a deep breath before glancing over her shoulder] I think there's some chicken?

Parrish: Chicken’s good.

Laura: Chicken it is. [and she will push up, keeping hold of his hand to pull him with her] Come keep me company while I cook.

Parrish: Sure you don't want me to shower?

Laura: [she shrugs] Up to you. [she can deal with the smell of Argent if she covers it with the smell of food]

Parrish: I'll stay then. [and he will just go and sit at the table after getting himself a beer]

Laura: [and they will chat idly while she whips up some delicious chicken about things not Argents]

Parrish: [Yes, which is nicer] Oh, Sheriff is back at work.

Laura: That's good. Jody must be glad for the break.

Parrish: She probably is. He is still good with me working with them.

Laura: Good. How's it been, being back at work?

Parrish: Better. I feel more normal, and well... some of the other deputies are becoming more open-minded to the supernatural in town.

Laura: That's good at least.

Parrish: There's armed guards patrolling the High School now. I'm not allowed to go on that duty.

Laura: Probably a good plan.

Parrish: Stiles told his dad that Theo knows what I am. So I'm supposed to stay away from the school.

Laura: I guess it's not much of a secret anymore to begin with.

Parrish: I'm surprised there's no press at the door wanting to interview me.

Laura: [she makes a face] Probably for the best.

Parrish: Especially since then they'll have to talk to my Slayer roommate, my werewolf girlfriend... when did Ben become the normal one here?

Laura: He's from a post-apocalyptic future. I wouldn't be so quick to call him normal.

Parrish: He's human.

Laura: He's a Winchester. They don't get to be normal.

Parrish: I guess not.

Laura: [and she finishes up the food, plating it and handing one off to him] And dinner is served.

Ben: [and who's coming back to the apartment from who knows where at that point...?] Great, I'm starving.

Laura: [cringes] I only made enough for two.

Ben: [sees her and Parrish, and he chuckles] Nah, it's fine. I'll go shower and go out and find something.

Laura: Sorry, Ben. [though she's not that apologetic about it]

Ben: Nah, don't worry about it. [and he will head into his and Lindsay's room]

Laura: [and she will sigh before handing Parrish his plate] Still want to eat out here or go somewhere more private?

Parrish: We can eat here. Not like he hasn't heard us being cute at each other before.

Laura: Sounds good. [and to the table they will go]

Parrish: [and there will be small talk]

Laura: [yep. lots of that until they finish and clean up dinner and will retreat to their room]

Parrish: [and as he's sitting on the edge of the bed] .... It was in Afghanistan.

Laura: [she watches him for a moment before inching closer so that she's sitting sideways facing him, linking her arm around his to pull him in] What happened?

Parrish: We were clearing a path for the team coming through and we found an EID.

Laura: [she nods as she leans forward, resting her chin against his shoulder and just stays quiet, letting him get it all out before she asks any questions]

Parrish: I was trained to disable them, but the sun had faded the colors of the wires and I couldn't tell which was which. So I went to cut it, but told the other two guys to run in case it wasn't the right one

Laura: And it wasn't?

Parrish: No. I don't remember much. Just a bright light for the explosion and when I woke up, I was alone in the desert and covered in sand and soot and barely any of my clothes. My teammates had already left and I ended up walking back to basecamp. They had thought I was dead and I couldn't explain how I wasn't. I was fine, but rattled and they ended up sending me home worried about me getting PTSD from the near death experience.

Laura: And now you know why you survived.

Parrish: I figured it out after I was set on fire, but I have a name for it now.

Laura: And how do you feel about that.

Parrish: I don't know.

Laura: [moves one hand to rub his back gently] You'll figure it out.

Parrish: Just keep being my anchor, okay?

Laura: [she nods with a small smile, tipping his chin towards her so that she can kiss him] Always.

Parrish: [and he will kiss her back, turning to lay down and let her stretch out on top of him]

Laura: [which is an invitation she will always take, settling comfortably on top of him and letting her hands brush against his sides]

Parrish:]and his hands will just explore her body, not in any hurry to get anywhere fast]

Laura: [nope, they can take their time. She'll close her eyes and sink into his hands and just let the moment build on it's own instead of just racing towards it]

Parrish: [and they will eventually get to where they are going and then curl into each other's arms]

Laura: [and she will nuzzle in close, letting her fingers trail against his chest gently]

Parrish: [and he will reach over and hold her hand a moment] I love you, you know.

Laura: [she nods as she links her fingers in his] I know. I love you too.

Parrish: No matter what happens... I don't regret finding you.

Laura: [she smiles softly, brushing a kiss against his shoulder] I'm really glad you did.

Parrish: You were the best naked dirty hitchhiker I ever met.

Laura: [laughs] Hopefully I will be the only naked dirty hitchhiker you ever meet.

Parrish: Except when I'm playing the part, though the times I do no one ever picks me up.

Laura: Well, I'll try to make myself available.

Parrish: Hope so.

Laura: [she draws his hand up and presses a kiss to the back of it] If you need a ride, you can always call me.

Parrish: Being naked doesn't really leave a place for a phone.

Laura: True. [there's a beat as she thinks for a moment] You could probably howl though.

Parrish: [groans] I probably would sound like a drowned puppy.

Laura: [she laughs] Not if you don't force it. It's kind of an ... instinctive thing.

Parrish: We can work that into another lesson day.

Laura: [she nods] Sounds like a plan.