Aiyla began taking off her glooves and shoving the door to the office open, when it was suddenly wrenched opened from her hand. She looked up, raising an eyebrow. Lexine had been the one to jerk it open, but he obviously hadn't realized she was standing on the other side. He was looking over his shoulder and looked rather upset, from as close as she was standing before him, she could see the tears. "You know what, forget you, Eire! You can be such a fuckin' jerk some times!" Lex yelled, before turning to go through the door. He started, seeing Aiyla standing there with one eyebrow raised and both glooves in hand. "Excuse me..." He mummered, wiping his cheeks off and sliding past her, still going. Aiyla saw Sylvie hurried toward the door in effort to stop Lex and Eire looking around in a mixture of nervous guilt and arrogant smugness. She turned, looking back at Lex, and putting it all together. "Lex!" She called out, at the same time Sylvie. But Lex kept going, shaking his head, leaving, obviously in tears. "What's happened now, then?" Aiyla asked, taking her hat off and starting to unzip her coat. "Eire and him had a fight. Arguing about, of all subjects, Rowen and Faal..."Sylvie said with a meaningful look. "Lord..." Aiyla shook her head with a sigh. Then she suddenly zipped up her jacket. "I'll go after him..." "No, I've got him." Came another voice and some one slapped a news paper in Aiyla's face. She lowered it to see the back of Sands heading down the hall in the same direction Lex had gone and raised an eyebrow. She glanced at Sylvie to see an identically surprised expression. **** It wasn't hard for Sands to find Lex. He'd perched himself on a corner of the low wall near by and was staring sullenly at pratically nothing and smoking. Sands perched himself on the wall facing the opposite direction of Lex, who'd just glanced at him. Then Sands said. "Alright, correct me if I'm wrong," He took out a cigarette, "And tell me to fuck off if that be the case," He paused again, to lit the cigarette. "But ya look like ya could some one to talk to.." Lex turned his head slowly, to regard Sands who turned his head at the same pace and stared back at Lex with an equally blank and unbelieving look. Then he watched Lex scrunch up his nose, the way he did when either greatly annoyed or intelligently amused by something, a tiny smile on his lips and he looked away from Sands. Sands smirked himself, turning back to his view, will drawing a long drag off his cigarette. "It's no wonder they didn't like you in the CIA..." Lex said softly after a moment, taking a drag of his own fag. "Yeah, I know..." Sands said with a mock sigh. He heard Lex snort softly. "You must've bullshited your way through everything..." Lex added with a soft laugh. "Ya know what they say, if ya can't baffle 'em with bullshit, riddle 'em with bullets." Sands said, with a smug two handed gesture like he was some one important. Lex laughed softly, shaking his head and Sands took another drag with the same smug expression. Then said, all business. "But seriously mate...What's up?" Lex snorted out the smoke of his last drag, pinched his nose a moment, while shaking his head and dropped his hand with a frustrated sigh. He stared, almost with a reason, out at view before him, but he really wasn't seeing anything. Why try to hide any of the confussion any longer...and Sands was just about as good as any of the people he COULD talk to about it. Maybe it was their completely different personalities that made Lex trust Sands so inexplecitibly, He just felt he could talk to him about this and Sands wasn't going to go telling any one behind his back. Sands wasn't going to laugh about it. And oddly enough, he felt like he knew Sands understood, what it was like. And Sands did. He liked Lex, a lot, they had something in common that not a lot of people could. They both knew what it was like to be the center of something vastiely larger then them and only able to feel helpless about it. Rather it was Lex's being the Lock to Abandon's prison, and the Daughter of the Seal as Estehl had 'briefly' mentioned ont Sands lately, or it was Sands and the Pandora and MKULTRA program in the CIA, having to run from one internal war to another, when Sands found out who his real father was. They both knew an awful lot rested souly upon their lvies. And they both hated it with a passion. "Eire and I had this huge fuckin', pointless," He stressed this. "argument about...Faal...and Rowen..." Sands looked at him from the corner of his eye, took a drag and said, while exhauling. "Alright, let me see if I can put this together and excersise this fuckin' psychology degree of mine." Lex snorted bemused. "Good luck." "It started with the subject of Faal, you've obviously been gettin' on really well with him and intend to continue things, am I right?" Sands asked, turning a bit on the wall, to rest his hand on his thigh and look at Lex better. Lex leaned back the other way casually, taking another drag of his half spent cigarette. "Well you're right...about me wanting to continue things with Faal, and we are. but you're wrong about the argument STARTING over Faal. But go on, Dr. Sands." Sands took a smug draw off his fag and pushed the black hair from his face. "Eire is a bit uncomfortable about the idea, either because he's bisexual himself and doesn't want to admit it, or homophophibic. But I rather doubt the later part, consider he's quiet comfortable around Jasmine who as we all know is quiet the most open drag queen I know..." "He doesn't want to see me get hurt..." Lex put in very softly. "Well he doesn't strike me as being jealous..." Sands replied. "So then he doesn't understand why you have to be with Faal, in particular, either because Faal worries him by being either fae and or Chaos's friend. OR, and this the one I'd beat the livin' snot out of Eire for if it was me, he thinks you're far to...fragile to be with some one like Faal..." Sands peered over the edge of his sunglasses at Lex, even though it was late evening and Sands had no need for sunglasses... "So why'd Eire compare Faal to Rowen..." Lex asked. "This answer depends on a couple things, Lexi, so be open with me, we've already talked about most of it...Does Eire know about...things between you and Rowen?" Sands asked taking another drag and shifting positions. Lex shook his head slightly. "No..." It was a deliberate hesitation. "But ya suspect, HE suspects there was somethin' along that line.." Sands interpreted. "Yus." "What exactly did he compare Faal to Rowen for?" Sands asked as Lex chunked his spent cigarette. Sands produced his pack and offered another to Lex, who accepted with out hesitation and he watched the red head hold his finger to the end of the cigarette and set it ablaze. "He didn't exactly, he just said, Faal would end up hurting me just like Rowen did. To which I told him he didn't know what he was talking about..." Lex answered with a sigh. Sands nodded to this. "And he didn't. He was grasping around juvenilely for something he knew would hurt you, most likely because of something you said stung him so much he wanted to get you back either because it was an emotional subject, or more likely you'd touched his pride. What exactly did you say before he said what he did..." "I said him he shouldn't have had a maternal instinct, because it was doubtful his mother had one..." Lex said with a slightly sheepish expression from behind the hand with the cigarette. Sands gave a wince of sympathy for Eire and said. "Well there ya go..." "He told ME, that I didn't need to be with Faal, and this are his words, Jeff, "Because Faal wasn't someone I needed to be around and he didn't want to see me get hurt.' I told him, I was an adult, he barely knew what I needed and didn't need to be mother henning me...To which he said, some one needed to...And you know my tongue...I said what I did before realizing it. "So in short, it was juvenile of Eire for even starting an argument on this subject when the best thing would have been done to speak in privet about his concerns with you. But emotionally wound him with gives him the right to wound in reply. The question at the table, Lex," Sands turned his eyes on the red head and said very seriously, "Is why the remark upset you so much...? Is it perhaps because you think Faal WILL end up hurting you like Rowen will and are perhaps there for still unable to let go of Rowen?" Lex took on a look of disgust and replied. "Are you suggesting I'm still in love with Rowen?" His tone was a soft sneer. Sands let a corner of his lips slip upward, in an expression that was almost mocking and smug at the same time it was coldly amused. "Aren't you?" "No. I'm not. Not since falling in love with Faal." Lex answered softly, while turning his head back to the sightless view, and taking a long drag. It was a quiet spoken reply, but there was strong conviction in the tone, and Lex said it in a way that suggested he shouldn't have to spill all his feelings over Faal to the entire world and Sands smirked, amused and rather happy to see Lex getting some guts. "So you felt it was an insult to Faal?" Sands asked. "It was." Lex replied with an ill amused snort. "But you're still dragging your feet over Rowen...why...?" Sands asked. "Have you ever had to kill your best friend, Jeff? Or know that you HAVE to kill him, or else he's going to kill you?" Lex asked. "Yeah, I have...I know what it's like, Lexi." Sands replied after a moment of silence and in a sort tone. This surprised Lex and he looked at Sands. Sands nodded that he was telling the truth. "But me killing my best friend, was over something entirely different from yours and Rowen's problem. The thing is, Lex...you don't really HAVE to kill Rowen...you could just walk away from it..." Lex held up his hand and shook his head. "This is were you're wrong, Sheldon. No, just be quiet for a moment and listen. For once will some one just LISTEN to me for a moment." Lex added with a soft sneer and Sands gestured for him to continue. "I DO have to kill Rowen...I have to be the one, because Rowen has made it so. He chose ME to stand has his equal. He chose ME to hate, just as much as I hate him, and because he hates me so god damned much, he's done what he's done, to ensure that I hate HIM just as much as he hates me. And I do...if not more. Probably more. He took my heart, he's trying to take my life. He's taken my dignity and give him half a chance and he'll try to take my love from me..." Lex took an angry drag. "So I hate him...and I want to be the one to do it...to kill him..." Lex turned his body, and stretched out along the lenght of the wall, looking up at the slowly darkening sky. Sands was looking at the younger man, openly amused and pleased. The boy was coming along way, and there was no doubt that Faal had helped him see a lot of this and so Sands' opinion of the fae lover was a little higher, regardless of the fact that Sands's father, Estehl trusted Faal beyond reason. Lex was always an intelligent young man, but some one had been needed to quick start the fire in him, and it could have only been some one Lex had come to trust enough to let into his inner most heart, before he'd been willing to see the truth for himself. Sands turned his eyes back to the building, finishing off his cigarette and chunking it, thinking about these very things and quiet content just to be sitting there with the fire elemental he did consider a friend, when Lex spoke again, tone much softer. Lex had curved a bit, tilting his head and said very softly. "But chu know something...there's a difference between Rowen and I..." "What's that?" Sands asked softly, turning his eyes back to Lex. "I'd be willing...if he was...to just turn around and walk away..." Lex answered sadly and Sands could see the tears in his eyes, even as Lex turned his head away. "You know, ya might not believe me when I say this, but that's more a strength, then a weakness..." "yeah...I know..." Lex replied softly.

 

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