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TDIR: Convergence (4)
Fandom: The Dark Is Rising
Pairing: Jane/Mary
Warnings: None
Chapter: Four
Rating: G
Summary: It's time for Jane to go home. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
10lilies.
Jane pushes one last t-shirt into her suitcase, trying to force it closed. Mary is watching her, she knows, but she doesn't particularly want to think about Mary right now because now it'll be at least a few months before she sees her -- and in any case, the next holiday will be Will's turn to come and stay with them, so it'll be more than just a few months. She knows she's going to have a time not moping about it, something that will only make Barney and Simon tease her all the more about being in love with Will.
She also knows she'll be half-tempted to point out they've got the wrong Stanton, but then they'd just tease her about James or Robin or Paul or Max. They wouldn't realise. She sighs softly.
"I'll miss you," Mary says, out of nowhere. Jane hears a shift of fabric as Mary sits up, and then Mary's suddenly beside her, helping her force her suitcase closed and doing up the clasps. "You've been good company."
Jane nods, trying to find words. Without thinking she reaches out to take Mary's hands in hers, holding on tightly. At least, she thinks, the minute she realises what she's doing, it's not a completely strange thing for girls to do with their friends. She squeezes a little. "I had a really good time. I was afraid it was going to be boring, with just the boys."
"Boys are stupid," Mary says. "Trust me, I have six brothers. I know even better than you."
She laughs, feeling herself on the stupid dizzy verge of saying something she's likely to forget. She doesn't, though; her throat locks up and instead she just echoes Mary's earlier words: "I'll miss you. I... I really will."
"I should give you something to remember me by," Mary says, pulling away. Jane thinks she's let go of Mary's hands a moment too late, but her friend doesn't notice, turning to her drawers and rifling around, making a good deal of noise. She waits patiently, trying not to think about leaving tomorrow, or the impulse to give Mary a kiss to say goodbye properly. She tries, too, not to blush at the very thought of the latter.
"What are you looking for?"
"Something to give you, of course. Here we are!" Mary turns to her, grinning, holding a length of pretty patterned blue ribbon in her hands. "This'll look beautiful against your hair, and it'll remind you of me."
"Beautiful?" Jane asks, not quite sure if she heard Mary right. She doesn't answer, though, as if she didn't hear or didn't realise it was a question, and instead she helps Jane tie her hair back with the ribbon, her fingers gentle as she combs through Jane's hair.
"There," she says, making Jane turn to look at her and nodding in satisfaction. "Now you can't forget me."
"I wouldn't anyway," Jane says, softly, her heart in her mouth.
Pairing: Jane/Mary
Warnings: None
Chapter: Four
Rating: G
Summary: It's time for Jane to go home. For
10lilies.Jane pushes one last t-shirt into her suitcase, trying to force it closed. Mary is watching her, she knows, but she doesn't particularly want to think about Mary right now because now it'll be at least a few months before she sees her -- and in any case, the next holiday will be Will's turn to come and stay with them, so it'll be more than just a few months. She knows she's going to have a time not moping about it, something that will only make Barney and Simon tease her all the more about being in love with Will.
She also knows she'll be half-tempted to point out they've got the wrong Stanton, but then they'd just tease her about James or Robin or Paul or Max. They wouldn't realise. She sighs softly.
"I'll miss you," Mary says, out of nowhere. Jane hears a shift of fabric as Mary sits up, and then Mary's suddenly beside her, helping her force her suitcase closed and doing up the clasps. "You've been good company."
Jane nods, trying to find words. Without thinking she reaches out to take Mary's hands in hers, holding on tightly. At least, she thinks, the minute she realises what she's doing, it's not a completely strange thing for girls to do with their friends. She squeezes a little. "I had a really good time. I was afraid it was going to be boring, with just the boys."
"Boys are stupid," Mary says. "Trust me, I have six brothers. I know even better than you."
She laughs, feeling herself on the stupid dizzy verge of saying something she's likely to forget. She doesn't, though; her throat locks up and instead she just echoes Mary's earlier words: "I'll miss you. I... I really will."
"I should give you something to remember me by," Mary says, pulling away. Jane thinks she's let go of Mary's hands a moment too late, but her friend doesn't notice, turning to her drawers and rifling around, making a good deal of noise. She waits patiently, trying not to think about leaving tomorrow, or the impulse to give Mary a kiss to say goodbye properly. She tries, too, not to blush at the very thought of the latter.
"What are you looking for?"
"Something to give you, of course. Here we are!" Mary turns to her, grinning, holding a length of pretty patterned blue ribbon in her hands. "This'll look beautiful against your hair, and it'll remind you of me."
"Beautiful?" Jane asks, not quite sure if she heard Mary right. She doesn't answer, though, as if she didn't hear or didn't realise it was a question, and instead she helps Jane tie her hair back with the ribbon, her fingers gentle as she combs through Jane's hair.
"There," she says, making Jane turn to look at her and nodding in satisfaction. "Now you can't forget me."
"I wouldn't anyway," Jane says, softly, her heart in her mouth.