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Post by Harvey Dent/Two-Face on Sept 27, 2010 22:11:35 GMT
Harvey's fingers moved against Olivia's skin, caressing her gently. He was hesitant as his hands moved over healing scars, but his caresses soon grew more ardent, kisses growing more hungry. It had been weeks - months even - since they'd made love. He had missed this so much; missed the closeness, the contact, the warmth of her skin.
Although he tried, he couldn't forget the feel of the Joker's mouth. They were Two-Face's memories, not his own, but they blurred sometimes. Harvey felt Two-Face's bitterness every time he felt the hardened, twisted scars that disfigured Olivia's mouth - scars that felt so much like Joker's own.
Harvey drew slowly away. "We should stop," he said relctantly. "You're not ready for this."
He murmured agaist the scarred skin of her cheek, pressing kisses across her scarred face before catching up her lips once again. "But you will always be beautiful to me, Olivia Dent."
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Post by Olivia Hale on Sept 27, 2010 22:17:59 GMT
Olivia had been successfully fighting the panic that generally overwhelmed her when she and Harvey became anywhere near intimate. She was still tense and a bit anxious, but was quite willing to push through it.
When Harvey pulled away, hurt flashed across her face. "Are you sure you're not the one that isn't ready, Harvey? I know you see him sometimes when you look at me; I can see it on your face."
She pushed him away when he tried to kiss her again. "Forget it...this was stupid." She got to her feet and walked over to her pill bottles, taking another Ativan. She stood with her back to him, hunched over the table. "God, I hate this."
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Post by Harvey Dent/Two-Face on Sept 27, 2010 22:37:38 GMT
Harvey bit back the retort that threatened to break loose when Olivia pushed him away. He spread his hands in a gesture of defeat.
"What do you expect me to say, Olivia? I can't help it. That's exactly what he wanted me to see."
His voice grew more gentle. "I'm trying. I'm trying as hard as I can. And I do still want you, Ollie. I always will."
Harvey leaned forwards, elbows resting on his knees. "I know," he said quietly.
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Post by Olivia Hale on Sept 27, 2010 23:10:24 GMT
It took a few moments for Olivia to push back the wave of anger. It just didn't seem fair that she had never had problems with Harvey's face, yet he struggled so much with hers. The situation was different, she knew, but it still wasn't fair.
It wasn't his fault. He was doing the best he could and she had no right to be angry with him.
She finally turned back to look at him, eyes searching his face. Her voice was small and weak. "Tell me what to do, Harvey. Please, just tell me how to fix all of this. I know that the scars aren't going away and that the nightmares will probably never stop but...There has to be an easier way to just...live."
She ran a trembling hand through her hair. "I need you to tell me what to do. You...you've been through a similar situation and got through it. How?"
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Post by Harvey Dent/Two-Face on Sept 30, 2010 8:34:15 GMT
Harvey bowed his head for a moment collecting himself. "I never did, Ollie," he said quietly. "I don't think I ever did get through it."
He rose and went to her, hands gently touching her shoulders.
"But I can tell you what I tried to do." He bent his head close to hers, voice soft but with the weight of all his past deeds.
"I killed the man who did it. I shot him dead, and took his empire for my own."
Harvey's eyes burned. "I've let the Joker live, because you're more important. But if you want him dead, Ollie, all you have to do is say the word I won't stop until you have his head. Harley's too. Two-Face won't try and stop me. Not any more. Whatever... affection he once felt for Joker is long gone."
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Post by Olivia Hale on Sept 30, 2010 11:34:10 GMT
Olivia was silent for a long time as she contemplated her answer. Before all of this had happened, she would have never even spared a second thought. She used to just turn a blind eye to all of the awful things Harvey did in his line of work. Now...
Her gaze lifted to meet his, an intensity that hadn't been there for months shining in her eyes. "Let me help you. Please, I...I think I need this."
She ran her fingers across the ruined left side of his face. "We should do it together."
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Post by Harvey Dent/Two-Face on Oct 1, 2010 19:08:39 GMT
Harvey's hands clutched at Olivia's.
"Yes. Anything. Ollie. I promise you - I will not rest until they both pay for what they've done to you. And you should be the one to end it."
He looked at her with dark fire in his gaze, but his voice was gentle. "It won't be easy. We might both die in doing this. You understand that, don't you?"
As his wife's fingers ran across the ruin of his once-handsome face, Harvey surged forwards and kissed her with desperation, hands stroking her scarred cheeks. "I love you, Olivia. I will always love you."
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Post by Olivia Hale on Oct 2, 2010 1:56:02 GMT
Olivia clung to him and returned the kiss as though her life depended on it. She felt as though she was really alive for the first time in months. The thought of getting revenge side by side with Harvey...that was more than she could have ever hoped for.
She finally pulled back, breathing heavily. Her eyes were bright and her voice was tight with excitement. "We're going to live through it. We're going to make it through together and then we can be normal again."
She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest. "Harvey. I love you so much. I haven't said it enough recently, but I do. I would have never made it this far without you."
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