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A Dark Alley and a Bad Idea Part 1.2
(Anonymous) 2015-06-29 01:14 am (UTC)(link)The scents that reached his nose were a little more subtle: artificial vanilla rather than the offending floral scent, and fabric softener rising from the sheets around him. A little dust, and still that niggling scent of lemon citrus- it smelled clean, soothing even.
Voices washed over him in a low background hum; the first was the voice from the alley, the second that of a woman he hadn’t heard before. Judging from the increased use of sibilants and the stress that made their voices raise incrementally even as they obviously tried to keep silent set him on edge. He tensed and shifted, prepared to bolt; his stitches pulled, micro-fractures protesting his flight. Matt determinedly shifted his thoughts away from what it would do to his body, listening for the thinner silence that always indicated a window.
There was no way of knowing what floor he was on or if the fire escape were near, but he had no intention of being found here in this condition by someone that might not be inclined to tolerate a stranger in their home. A wife perhaps? Girlfriend?
“When I left yesterday he was on the couch. The couch, Foggy. Let’s leave aside the fact that you dragged a complete stranger into your home, we’ll come back to that in a second, and go the next most pressing question-”
“Y’mean how the hell am I supposed to get him into clean clothes without getting unnecessarily intimate? I don’t know, Claire, but it keeps me up at night.”
Claire. He had heard the name yesterday. The woman that had suggested to Foggy he rest; he was still secure then, for now. Matt leaned back against the pillow, content to eavesdrop until he found a more convenient angle of escape.
“No, Foggy, I mean how the hell he got from your couch to your bed in the few hours I was gone. You’re going to keep him, aren’t you?”
“I am intimately acquainted with that couch, and it bites. He looked like he needed the bed more than I did.”
“He’s not a puppy, Foggy. You can’t just give him a bed and some food and run off to work. You should have called the police.”
“See, you don’t mean that or you would have done it for me. And of course he’s not a puppy; if he were a puppy I could’ve kept my bed last night.”
A low, frustrated snarl greeted this pronouncement. “You’re not taking this seriously.”
“I am, I swear, but it’s not like I can just toss him out. He looks like he came out on the losing side of a battle with a woodchipper. Just a few more nights, Claire, just until he’s up and walking and then I swear I’ll let him go, no questions asked.”
“Bullshit. You always meddle.”
“You were pretty damn grateful for it when this was you.”
“That was different. I was a nurse, you already knew me, and I didn’t creep into your room when your back was turned.” She had already resigned herself to losing, Matt could hear it in the way her words came slower and the embarrassed scuff of her feet against the floor.
“Same thing. At least this guy wasn’t a package deal with some crazy Russian bastards which is more than I can say for you. Also, he didn’t really ‘creep.’ To be fair, I kind of had to carry him. I think creeping is going to be beyond him for a few more days at least. Which is why he’s staying.”
“I give up. It’s your life, it’s your problem. But I want you to remember this conversation when he slits your throat and tosses your apartment.”
“Such a ray of sunshine. I’ll be fine, all the statistics are on my side.”
An incredulous snort, “Keep telling yourself that.”
“You ever heard of anyone else being brutally murdered by a blind man with one foot in the grave? I bet The Daily Bugle would pay big money for that one: “Blind Assassin Blindly Assassinating in Hell’s Kitchen.” I live for Jameson’s titles, truly.”
Glasses clinked and liquid shifted, companionable silence falling between the two. “How is he?”
“He’s not dying if that’s what you’re asking. He’s going to hurt for a while and I’d love an explanation to go with that outfit, but… he’ll live. A few more scars to add to an already impressive collection and probably a nasty case of arthritis a decade or so down the line, but he’s breathing and stable. You need to change the bandages at least twice a day. Three if you can.”
“So you think this is a fairly regular occurrence? Getting the shit royally beat out of him?”
Matt considered a moment; it wasn’t often he lost, but taking a thrashing was far from unusual. He was good for it- even as a child he’d had a knack for taking his licks and keeping his feet. It was one of the many reasons he had lasted so long in Fisk’s organization when the turnover rate for his position had been so high.
“It’s not irregular. He doesn’t belong to the Russians; no tattoos at all.”
“Lalalalala, I’m not listening. Don’t even try implicating me in a crime because that is the last thing I need right now. That would be the shitty icing on an already hellish piece of cake.”
“They’re still after you then?”
“Still trying, they haven’t actually got anything on me. I didn’t access any files they didn’t order me to, and I was well within my rights to report it. This is just a storm in a teapot, swear.”
Another silence punctuated only by the fizzing sound of a drink whose sourness pointed toward a cheap beer.
“You think he’ll wake up anytime soon? It’s a little disconcerting, how still he is. I am constantly fighting the urge to check his pulse.”
“Don’t wake him. The more he sleeps, the faster he heals and the faster he heals, the sooner he’s gone. I’ll sleep better once I know you’re sleeping alone.”
Laughter again. Murdock started at the sound, half-expected as it was. Every word Foggy spoke was tinted with the slightest shade of it; he should have been more surprised the man had taken this long to give into the impulse.
“I should be going. Call me when he’s ambulatory.”
A wry chuckle, “I’ve got it, Claire. Thanks for your help, but maybe it’s better I take it from here. Neither one of us want you any deeper in than you have to be.”
“Hm. I’m going upstate in a few days; I’ll be staying with my sister until this whole thing blows over.”
“Finally, she speaks sense.”
The voices moved away, feet gliding across what sounded like imitation wood to linoleum to… the front door. Its hinges squeaked as it opened, both of them stepping outside for extended farewells Murdock thoughtlessly tuned out. Claire was the element that concerned him; curious and perceptive. For all that Foggy had taken her words to heart, he seemed far more inclined to give his erstwhile guest the benefit of the doubt.
Matt wanted to talk to him. What sort of man was it that could drag a stranger into his home, ruin his couch and give up his bed without a second thought, and all of it without expecting anything in return? Foggy seemed talkative, a little too open with his affairs and a little too prone to generosity. It should be no trick to draw him into conversation; the right questions combined with Foggy’s unconscious reactions to them would provide the answers he sought.
This just couldn’t be right. There had to be more to the story, ‘quid pro quo’ was more than every child’s introduction to Latin, it was a way of life and Foggy Nelson was either critically unaware of that fact or far more cunning than he sounded. Either could be true, else why should anyone be after him for what sounded like sabotage?
The door opened and shut again, a cheerful whistle drifted to his ears, a lighter sound to the step than had been there a moment ago. He tried to steady his breathing, knowing instinctively that Foggy was heading straight for the bedroom and his charge. He couldn’t keep himself from digging his fingers into the sheets, fighting the urge to throw them off and greet his rescuer standing. Well-intentioned or not, Matt was wary of greeting anyone lying down so that his every vital point was exposed.
Yes, I ripped the title from Fall Out Boy, and also had such a blonde moment that I posted it without one. *Facepalm* Fixed though!
Op here
(Anonymous) 2015-07-02 02:11 am (UTC)(link)Re: Op here
(Anonymous) 2015-07-11 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)Plenty of Claire to come, and very soon too!
Re: A Dark Alley and a Bad Idea Part 1.2
(Anonymous) 2015-07-02 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)*giggles*
This is really intriguing. And uh, oh, Matt's heard the name Nelson before? And something about the Russians being after Foggy? Foggy accessing files? Not sure what that means, but ... Oh, dear. Watch out, Foggy!
And yeah, Foggy is a little too prone to generosity, but we wouldn't love him if he weren't. *hugs* Matt could learn to love him, too, given half a chance.
Looking forward to more. :-)
Re: A Dark Alley and a Bad Idea Part 1.2
(Anonymous) 2015-07-11 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)Matt will definitely learn to love him, Happy Ending guaranteed, but 'Watch out" is certainly right.
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