Posted: April 2004
Title: Surrender
Author: Alexa Bond
Type: RPS
Characters: Viggo, Sean B.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This never happened unless I have psychic powers and can change the past, present and future. Any likeness to real characters is all in your mind, nothing more. This is fiction, made up, never happened, not real.... you want that in other languages as well? *LOL* I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money of it. Only the original idea contained within this work is the property of the author. Please do not copy this story to any website or archive without permission of the author.
Author's notes: More fluff for this couple with just the tiniest sprinkle of angst. I'm truly losing my touch! This is written only in direct speech as kind of a challenge to myself to see if I could pull such a fic off and still give it just the tiniest plot. Thanks to jennandanica for help on this one. Many, many hugs and thanks to Joelle for great beta as always!
Summary: Love isn't about surrender. Altering Viggo and Sean's POV.

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"Why do you hold back? There's nothing to fear. You don't have to be strong all the time. What are you afraid of, Sean? Me? I would never do anything you didn't want me to."

"I know you won't hurt me...I know. It's just.....Ah, fuck it anyway."

"No, I think we need to talk about this. Why are you trembling? Why do you pull away from me? I thought you wanted this. Am I wrong? Tell me you don't want this and I'll leave; no harm done."

"....You're not wrong."

"Then what is it? Speak to me. I can't solve it if I don't know what the problem is."

"I wish I knew. I'm not even sure I understand it myself. It's just....Oh, I can't explain it."

"Okay...it's okay. We'll...."

"No, it's bloody well not okay!"

"We'll just have to figure this out."

"..."
"Do you fear this....or me?"

"No, of course not!"

"But you're not sure about this? About wanting this? About...us?"

"It's just...I know what I feel I'm just not sure if I want where it'll lead me."

"Where do you think it'll lead you? Or maybe more precisely...where do you fear it'll lead you?"

"I don't know."

"Trust me."

"I do."

"Then tell me...where do you fear this will lead you?"

"...I don't know....Lost...Alone."

"I'll not leave you like that."

"I could be lost all the same."

"What do you mean? Lost within yourself?"

"Yeah."

" Why do you think that?"

"Don't I....wouldn't you...."

"Skat[1], you need to speak to me. I can't read your mind. I can't solve this if you don't tell me. Come on...tell me."

"Surrender."

"Surrender? What do you mean...oh. You think this is about surrender? Your surrender?"

"Yeah."

"To me?"

"Yeah."

"No, no, no. It's not about that at all. This isn't about surrender; this isn't about taking...it's about giving. Love should always be about giving."

"Love?!"

"What else would this be about if not love?"

"Desire....lust."

"Is that all you feel?"

"No."

"What do you feel? Tell me.....Tell me, please."

"I don't know...."

"Try."

"Warm, safe....whole, home....loved."

"Loved, Sean. Always loved."

"Loved....always."

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[1] = Danish for darling (directly translates into treasure)

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THE END


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