Drinks with a friend ( Shay / Jury <3)

[INDIANA KINLEY ALCORN]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

It had been awhile since Indy had gotten some sound advice , while she never really enjoyed girl talk. In fact if she was outright honest everything to do with girly time she hated , it was the last thing she wanted to ever do. Shopping make up all of that made her head hurt. So she was just better off avoiding it all together. Unless people enjoyed listening to her bitch and whine all night about it, Or in her case more of laughing and scoffing at idiots who put on make up or bought clothes only to have it all off or be wiped off hours later. It was a waste of time ,why put so much effort into something that only lasted a few hours. Indy never understood that aspect , while people tried to explain it to her, she just manged to shrug it off and continued doing her own thing. Maybe it was her brothers influence that made her feel this was , not that she would ever admit that out loud. She loved her family and would do anything to defend. She wasn't living with them now though , hadn't really spoken to them in awhile either. That didn't stop them from being on her thoughts from time to time.

Yet now she was on a mission , she needed well as much as she hated to admit it wanted advice. Which was causing for her venture tonight , first she would need to grab some beer from a store then make her way to the house. Heading to the jeep her thoughts when to the person she was going to meet. Now Indy didn't hide the fact that she didn't have many friends. in fact she knew she could count her friend on one hand. So when she actually found someone she liked and spending time with , who could handle all of her bullshit and attitude well it meant a lot to her. So the friend she was seeing was someone she cared for deeply although she would never fully admit that out loud. Paying for the beer she put in her trunk before heading to her destination. Shamus or Shay as he liked to be called by some , was a very focused and busy guy. He was straight to the point and didn't have time for bullshit and liked calling people out on their shit as much as Indy did. Which was one of the reason he probably got along with her so well.

He also though knew the softer and weaker sides of Indy that she didn't show many people which , was scary in itself. Indy wasn't sure exactly what brought them together , then again he had seen her though so much shit over the months it was hard to remember. Being a fighter it wasn't odd to have her crawling to the ER looking for Shay. He always make sure she was alright though , as much as she would try and wiggle her way out of things. He was stubborn enough to make sure she stayed put. Which Indy was greatful for , not many could handle her the pack and of course Wyatt and a few others were the exceptions but those were pack family. People outside of that , well it took a bit of getting use to. Indy owed a lot to Shay , he reminded her of her brothers and she missed that , as well as a best friend. Someone who would call you out on your shit. Yeah she was happy he was in her life , which would be what she was going to ask him later all the more nerve racking.

Indy told Shay what happened to her mom and a bit about her past , it wasn't the easiest of stories to tell but she was able to. After that they talked more and she would cry and explain the guilt she felt and after quite a bit of drinks and tear she would pass out from it and then never speak of it again, But with sharing that with him and showing that side of herself to him , she wanted to help have their trust grow or at least her trust in others. So she would ask if he would want to see her mom actually meet her. It would be a big step and one he probably wouldn't be expecting , which was another reason for the beer liquid courage always helped things.

Pulling up to his apartment a sigh would escape her lips, he always knew how to read Indy even when nothing was really wrong but it was on the back of her mind. Yeah she hadn't been sleeping lately or much at all , thoughts of her mother and her capture were on her brain. That didn't mean though that she couldn't push those thoughts aside and just enjoy time with her friend. Shay would see though all of that of course cause it was who he was. But Indy would laugh and just offer the beer and enjoy time with her friend. Grabbing the beer from the trunk she would make her way to his door and knock. " I know your in there Shay open up , I got us some cold beer and my cheery disposition what more could you want,"

WORDS,, 926
TAGGED,, Shay/Jury
OUTFIT,, Click
MUSIC,, inspiration music
NOTES,, I LOVE THEM <3333
TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION

[shay]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 444px; background-image: url(http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx223/ka7raelizabeth/2m30orn-2.png); border-top: #000000 solid 12px; border-bottom: #000000 solid 12px; width: 457px; padding-top: 10; padding-bottom: 10;] Shay was tired, but that was nothing new. He pretty much always was. This was a day where he wasn't in the hospital, though he had visited Calan in the morning. The poor boy had a heart transplant and was feeling homesick. Though, of course, they hadn't really talked since Shay was dark side and caused Calan to leave, but it seemed like maybe, just maybe, he'd be forgiven. He loves the boy more than anything, and he also knows the feeling is returned which makes him even more eager to have the boy home. Hell, it was quiet in the apartment. So quiet that sometimes Shay was glad he worked so much and spent barely any time here. But some days even he had the day off, and well, he was here doing paperwork. It's not like the warlock didn't have friends, because he did, he just was too tired to be completely sociable. Hell, you could see the dark bags under his eyes and you could see that he's lost a lot of weight due to the sheer fact that he didn't have time to eat. Right now the warlock was brewing a potion. His finger itched as he sat in his office, the place where so much of his dark magic had taken place. He missed the magic and the power, but not what it cost him. Almost losing the person he loved most. God, he's never making that mistake again. Running a hand through his short strands, violet eyes keep their gaze on the blue liquid which was settled upon a flame. The fire bubbling within the small, clear bowl, the density becoming thicker and the colour turning a dark, rich navy, which could be compared with the nights sky. Shay used these potions for healing. He'd saved a lot more people with them than he had just as his skills as a doctor, though of course, they couldn't be faulted too much. He was twenty-seven and was a successful doctor. Most people couldn't say that past thirty. He had money, a beautiful car and an expensive apartment. He could say to all the people who'd bullied him 'in your face' because he was here now while they weren't, but the saying was true, money doesn't bring you happiness and he found that out the hard way. He was in his own little world, the witch craft intense, so the knock on the door, along with the voice, startled him. His head snapped up, and heart sped up from the scare, but the voice made him smile a little. Indy. She always knew when he wasn't working and a lot of the time graced him with her company. The girl was troubled, she let him meet her mother and Shay had been truly honoured, and all he wanted to do was help her. Since Sinead was hundreds of miles away, he had taken to the young werewolf as kind of an older brother, despite the fact that she had wanted to jump his bones when they had first met, but there was no way Shay would even think about it. Hence, they became friends, and the warlock had been lucky enough to see the soft spoken side of Indiana Alcorn, not something that a lot of people got to see. Hell, she was in the hospital, injured, more than almost anyone else and he felt a sense of affection that made sure he should help her. Jumping up from the place where he had sat on the floor, he turned off the fire under the bowl, the potion done anyway. He moved towards the door, a grin ready on his face as he opened the door. "You can come in for the beer, though not sure about the cheery." He teased and allowed her to come in, his socked feet a contrast on the cream carpet. He closed the door behind her and took the beer from her in a gentlemanly manner, just as Shay was really. "It's nice to see you out of the hospital for a change, though I don't suppose there's anything I should fix up?" He asked, the tone of his voice fond, but also with layered meaning because well, she was prone to getting hurt and he'd rather she tell him than try and hide it like she had many times before. He placed the beers on his coffee table and dropped down into his sofa, motioning for her to sit. "So, how have you been?"

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