Passing Out & Confrontation [Bruce/James]

[carla]

"I'm sorry for asking you not to shout Bruce, but these headaches when I get one, they make me really ill" Carla said, as she sat with her head in her hands, using her fingers to try and ease at her temples.

The birth certificate idea sounded good then, since Bruce asked him to show one. With a bit of luck he'd either have one and quietly prove he was Bruce's brother, or he wouldn't and they can assume he's just a liar and get him thrown out. Because with the way Carla was feeling, she didn't think she'd be able to handle much else.

When Bruce said she should maybe phone Sam, she knew he was right, but she still wasn't feeling well enough to handle the obvious shouting she'd get from Sam for not being there when he came to collect her after the movies. She'd wait until her headache died down before facing the wrath of Sam.

"I'll phone him when my headache has eased off Bruce, you got any painkillers?" she asked him quietly.

[ooc: waiting to find out from Sam if he's up for another thread before I do any phoning]

[burnzy]

"Yeah you should really stop yelling. It's not doing you any good." James said calmly. He was trying to figure out how he was going to convince he was Bruce's brother when the girl had said showing him a birth certificate. Oh yeah like I have one of them, I've been living on the street for five years!

James stretched and let the ropes fall off him. "Ok a birth certificate might be a little hard, Considering I've been living on the streets for near five years!!!" He was starting to get angry at his brothers stubborness.

"Look I'm your brother, I haven't seen you for six years, I live on top of a shoe store, and I own only a few small personal items" James said trying to keep his calm.

"Oh I'm James by the way, James Adams..... Jr"

[bruceadams]

"Where have you been living for the last five years, if you were living on the streets for five years? You left ten YEARS ago!" He said to James, raising his voice.

He turned back to Carla. "I'm sorry Carla" He said, walking quickly over to her and putting his hands on her head. "Are you ok" Putting it to her forehead and seeing if she had a temperature.

"James? Adams? Jr? Maybe you are.... My brother?"

[carla]

Carla couldn't do anything other than sit and listen to the brothers, if they were brothers, continue to bicker at one another, while her headache continued to get worse and worse. She needed to call Sam. He'd kill her, of that she was sure.

"Just a very bad migraine Bruce" Carla said when he asked if she was okay. "I just need quiet and rest, it should leave soon if I have that" she said sounding exhausted.

"I should phone Sam" she said, as she opened her phone and began dialling home.

"Hi Sam, Carla" she said softly.
"CARLA!" he shouted, "Where the hell have you been?" he shouted again, "I've been worried sick, I told you I'd collect you from the cinema, where did you go?" question after question he shouted at her.

"Sam don't shout, I don't feel well, migraine headache, makes me feel sick" she said softly, as she massaged her temples again.
"But where the hell are you?" he shouted again. "I'm at Bruce's house" she replied.

"You're where?" he shouted, "I'm at Bruce's" she repeated. "You been there all night?" he shouted. "Yeah, I passed out" she replied, "Well Missy you better just get your ass back home this minute, you and I are having words, you hear?" he shouted, and then hung up on her.

She felt like crying. In fact, she was crying.

"Oh Bruce?!" she said, as the tears continued to fall down her face, and then she began to feel dizzy and once again passed out, falling down to the floor.

[burnzy]

"Sorry mate, but it was 5 years. I think I would know." James said this with a sigh. He was looking at the girl who was obviously named Carla. "Your heating up, I can feel it." He said this as Bruce felt her head.

James listened to the conversation between Carlas brother and her. He was just sitting there looking like an idiot so he decided to mess with his powers. He wasnt paying attention when Carla fell. "Oh well that wasnt smart." He said to no one in partically.

James yawned, "Can we make this quick im getting bored."

[bruceadams]

Carla walked over to Bruce, and he held her for a moment. Then, James commented on how he felt Carla was heating up, and he tried to cool her down with a thin layer of water on his hand. Bruce walked over to James. He was still angry, but, some how, he felt that this was his brother.

He started walking over to James, prepared to untie him, and realized James had already untied himself, well, burnt himself through them. "James" he said, going to hug him, before hearing a thud on the ground.

"Carla" He said, loudly, quickly running to her side. He lifted her head off the ground, and pulled her tight to his chest. "Carla? Are you ok? Carla! Wake up?"

James' lack of caring made Bruce angry. He felt the blood heating up and rising to his face, and moving around his body, he began to turn red, but tried to calm himself down.

"James! Get some god damn water for her!!" Straight after he said that, he didn't want to wait. He held his right hand above her mouth, and conjured some water and splashed it on her face. He also got her some to drink.

"Carla? Come back to us"

[carla]

Carla wasn't quite sure what was happening, she had been standing one minute, with Bruce holding her for a few seconds and then the next thing she knew she had fallen to the floor with a loud bang.

The migraine or what ever it was she had been suffering through her ability, was getting worse, this time Carla was out cold for at least ten minutes. Anything which had been said in this time she hadn't heard. She was in a little world of her own, where everything was rosy. She and Bruce were in their own home, and had a puppy, and Sam had come to visit and was so happy for the both of them.

But suddenly he didn't seem so happy anymore when he started yelling her name, but then she realised it wasn't Sam yelling her name it was Bruce. She coughed a few times, and then slowly opened her eyes, when she felt water on her face. Looking up into Bruce's face.

"I'm sorry, I really think I should go home, I don't know what's wrong with me Bruce, but I feel really sick, can you take me home?" she asked him, trying to stay with him as she could feel herself slipping in and out of consciousness.

[burnzy]

James didn't hear what Bruce had said, he had already left. He didn't think this was the place to meet so he left a phone number on Bruce's kitchen bench. If Bruce wanted to contact James he could call him if he wanted.

He walked home feeling a little depressed. Hope they can forgive me.

[bruceadams]

James had left, when Bruce turned around, he was just gone. Like he, sidled out of the room, without anybody noticing. When Carla asked Bruce to take her home, he was worried, but wanted to get in the good books with Sam, and this meant helping him with Carla, and proving to Sam that he really loved her.

"Sure, I can take you" he said, and lifted her up, making sure she didn't have to walk. He put her in the passenger seat of his Impala, and jumped in the drivers seat. He took off, going slowly, not throwing Carla around to much and headed off towards the house.

When he got there, he did slid Carla out of the seat, and carried her in his arms to the front door. He knocked, and put Carla down. "Carla, I am sorry. I feel like half of this is my fault, I mean, your head..." he trailed off, and pulled her into a worried hug.

I love you he thought to himself, but couldn't bring himself to say it.

[carla]

When Carla looked up, she noticed that James had disappeared, she hoped it wasn't her fault he had done that. But right at this moment, she couldn't care too much about it, as her head was extremely sore and she was feeling sick.

"Thanks" Carla said barely in a whisper when Bruce said he'd take her home. He was so gentle with her helping her out and into the car and he was driving so carefully. It was this point she realised how she really felt about Bruce.

It didn't take long to reach her house. Then Bruce started apologising about it, as if it was his fault. She brought her hand up to his face and gently touched it, and then brought her finger down to his lips.

"Shush, it's nobody's fault, it's just a problem I have with this ability" I love you so much she thought, but with Bruce having not said it to her, she didn't want to be the first and scare him away.

"I should go in now" she said, and kissed him gently and quickly on the lips before going into the house.

[clairebear]

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