madimpossibledreamer

DC actually is pretty strict about firearms laws. That’s probably a really good thing, considering it’s a capital.
This was just going to be a two-parter, but three fits better (and also mirrors The Conversation). Especially with the gore that decided to come in.
actually realized when getting this ready to post that this actually is more parallels between Leon and Xander, sure, but there are actually some parallels between Xander and Ada here and I think that's neat

( devoted to compassion )

( for comfort )

(buffy and gibbs both posted someone as one of Leon’s neighbors)

         “I mean, I get it, wanting to protect you, but you’re a grown man who can handle himself and—stop waggling your eyebrows at me, I’m trying to be mad on your behalf that apparently everyone I know can’t treat you like a mature adult.”
         “They might have a reason to think I’m immature,” Leon points out reasonably, before adding, “And as annoying as it is, it’s probably going to come in useful now.”
         “Argh.”

         Most of Ashley’s existence is pain, right now. It’s hard to tell how long it’s been, but it feels like one or both grabbed her, like she’s on Leon’s couch right now.
         “Babe. What’s that.” She can’t even be mad at the cutesy nickname. It feels like she’ll never be warm again.
         The other—Redgrave, that’s it—sounds confused. “Oh, uh. Huh. That’s a thing that happened. You can bandage it in a bit. If I’m right, this is big, Leon. I don’t think it can wait.”
         Ashley’s head is killing her. She whimpers.
         “But she broke your hand.” She did what? It’s not like he has to shout.
         “It’ll heal.” It’s too flippant, and she half wants to scold him, but she’s out again.

         Leon can tell when Boren finally comes around, because there’s a sticker with the words ‘Proud Monsterfucker’ sitting on his desk. When the guy comes to the break room for some coffee, he just raises an unimpressed eyebrow.
         “Hey, it’s accurate,” his squadmate protests, but claps him on the shoulder. “You don’t have to be ashamed of it.”
         He sighs. “Do you seriously have no sense of appropriate time and place?” He wouldn’t even mind, too much, except given what they work with that’s way too easy to misread and Boren knows it.
         “Nope,” the guy says cheerfully, even though they both know that’s a lie or at least three people would have been hounding Leon on the way up. “Special ordered that and everything.”
         That’s touching, in a very warped way. The agent decides to tuck it into the corner of the frame of the picture of himself and Xander on his desk—that way, it’s easy to put in his desk if there’s an inspection or something. He is absolutely going to go with the fact that Boren assumed that all relationships are sexual pretty quickly, or it’s really going to start bothering him how he even knows.

tag: title is not a joke, this is your warning the feels train is approaching