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wadcock ([info]wadcock) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2014-02-21 19:28:00


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Entry tags:savannah davies, seth wadcock

Savannah
Seth had spent the rest of his practice after his exchange with Savannah in a constant state of annoyance. He was sure that she hadn't meant it the way it sounded, but the words still settled under his skin. If your brother says nothing will fall apart, I trust that it won't. Well she hadn't just agreed to marry Henry, now did she? Seth knew that he had a lot to make up for, he had dug a pretty deep hole their first marriage, but he couldn't help but have hoped that her saying yes to his proposal meant that she trusted him.

He couldn't go back to having the first reaction being what did you do. And he certainly didn't want his wife relying on his brother to talk him out of doing things he shouldn't. By the time he made it over to Savannah's flat, Seth had managed to let go of most of his frustrations determined to talk this out as a level headed adult. If they had any hopes of their relationship to work, Seth had to know Savannah trusted him and his judgement. He knocked on the door as he let himself in, "Savannah?"



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[info]jot_it_down
2014-02-22 09:12 am UTC (link)
Seth had been given a key to her place on new years eve, once their relationship had gone public and he was able to come up to her flat without people being spreading rumors as to why he was there. Over the rustling of the paper bag their dinner had arrived in, she hadn't heard him enter, peering around the corner to see him standing in the doorway when he knocked to let her know he had arrived. "In here," she called out, sorting out the different Italian plates she had gotten for them to choose from, placing them on the dining room table where plates had been set up. Once she was certain everything was laid out, she stepped back from the table and turned towards Seth.

"I thought you might be hungry," she said as explanation for the amount of food on the table. In all honesty she was too busy thinking about what this conversation was about to entail instead of trying to decide what she wanted, so she had just wound up ordering 4 different kinds of pasta. It was more food than they could eat in one sitting - hell, it was probably more than they could eat in two, even though they both had quite the appetite - but she had kind of panicked on the phone.

Upon getting a closer look at his face, she could see something was bothering him. "Everything alright?" She asked cautiously, wondering if something had happened at practice or if he was thinking about something else. Either way, he had something on his mind.

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[info]wadcock
2014-02-22 08:43 pm UTC (link)
Seth hadn't realized how hungry he was until he saw all the food on the table. He leaned over giving Savannah a kiss in greeting before grabbing a bread roll. "Very hungry, this might just be enough." he joked feebly, he stomach grumbling on cue for added effect. He had already started dishing up some pasta when she asked if everything was alright.

"Yea," he had hoped that it wasn't that obvious that was something wrong. "No. Its just--" Seth sighed putting down his plate and running a hand through his hair. He had no idea how to go about this conversation. He didn't want a fight, but he could see how it would turn into one easily if he didn't choose his words right.

"This thing with the Tattler, I would have told you if I wasn't planning to surprise you with the proposal. And I knew it was going to be a thing, with all the history we have with the stupid magazine and how much you hate it. I know that, but they had a story on Henry that could have ruined his career. I couldn't stand by and do nothing when I had potential leverage to help him. Not after everything he's done for me. Not when it was as simple as letting them tell the world we we're engaged, or that you said no, stories they would have reported on anyways."

He looked away from wishing he had something to do with his hands. Looking back to his fiance he swallowed. "I'm sorry that we are tangled up in this, that I used something special in such a way. But I don't regret it, Henry would have done the same for me."

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[info]jot_it_down
2014-02-22 09:42 pm UTC (link)
His inconsistent answers to her question made her furrow her brows, the roll she had reached for immediately after him twisting in her fingers. It gave her hands something to do as he spoke, listening to the explanation he gave on why he had bargained the story of their engagement with the tabloid magazine. It made sense now, and she gave a light sigh, looking down at the bread in her hands before he had her attention again.

“I’m not mad about you giving them the story,” she explained, just to clear the air. “I believe you were just doing what you thought was best, but you have to understand that I have some concerns. They’re not exactly known for being trustworthy, so hearing that you made some sort of deal with them had me worried that they might have found some loophole in whatever arrangement you had signed off on; that they might have phrased something ambiguously in the paperwork, allowing them to do whatever they wanted knowing you had planned on proposing. The people at that magazine are snakes, so it doesn’t surprise me that this is what it had to come down to in order for them to not run whatever story they had on Henry. Knowing they would have ruined someone’s career – and a good person, at that - should have been enough of an incentive, and it just upsets me that it wasn’t.”

She finally emptied her hands by placing the roll down, wiping her palms together to make sure she was rid of the crumbs before he had her full attention again. “I know you’d do anything for your brother, just like I’d do anything for Sam, and they would do anything for us, respectively. I just don’t trust that magazine…”

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[info]wadcock
2014-02-22 10:34 pm UTC (link)
"You make it sound like you don't trust me either." He said more like a passing thought than something that had bugged him the entire day. He understood her concern, he didn't trust the Tattler either, but he couldn't help but feel a little bit insulted at how she voiced her concern.

"Savannah I love you more than anything, I'd do anything for you, but if your first response to me saying there is something we need to talk about is 'What did you do?', has anything really changed?" Seth's chest tightened at his own words, desperately wishing them to be unnecessary. "If this is going to work, I need to know that you trust me, and not just trust that my brother will keep me from doing something stupid."

Seth pulled Savannah's hand into his own, looking down at the ring on her finger. "This is about you and me. We're a team, and if we have to be able to rely on one another."

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[info]jot_it_down
2014-02-23 04:08 am UTC (link)
Savannah cringed when he explained how her words made him feel, and she subconsciously dropped her chin to show she wasn’t proud of the fact that she had put such a bad taste in his mouth. When he reached out for her hand, she squeezed his, hoping she would be able to rectify this. “I do trust you,” she assured him, though she knew that wouldn’t be enough. “I wouldn’t have agreed to marry you if I didn’t…and trust isn’t exactly something that comes easily for me. I’m sorry I made you doubt that.” And she really was, though she paused and rolled her lips under, trying to choose her next words. She didn’t want this to turn into a fight either, but they definitely had to talk about this. In order to truly work together as a team, they needed to communicate.

“I didn’t mean to automatically assume you had done something, but telling me I should probably tell Sam and Carys ‘sooner rather than later’ seemed a bit suspect. I can’t imagine what kind of stress you’re feeling while trying to get ready for the world cup, but I’ve just been so tightly wound lately and I hate it. People are supposed to be excited to announce their engagement, but I know that the people whose opinion matter most to me aren’t going to be happy for us, and the thought makes me want to cry. I’ve been preparing myself for the worst possible reactions, so when you said that, I jumped to conclusions, and I shouldn’t have. And as for what I said about Henry, all I meant was that he’s always given you the best advice when you ask for it. You trust he’ll tell you the right thing, and try and steer you in the right direction whenever you don’t know which direction to go, so is it wrong for me to do the same..?”

She reached out for his other hand. “I’d follow you to the end of the world. I don’t know what else I can say to make you believe that, so I hope you do. I don’t want us to start doubting each other.”

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