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The pound at the door had Pip jumping for a moment as he showered. Damn woman! Pip stuck out his tongue at the door. A bit childish but the world was a bit spinny so it worked. Oh he knew he would have to go out there and talk to her. And he knew she was pissed and right, especially after his talk with Tate that was fresh in his inhebriated mind.

The shower sobered him up some, but not by much, sleep would do better. And after popping painkillers and downing two glasses of water. Pip dried off and wrapped himself up in a nice soft plush robe. Hey he wasnt about to dress in his dirty clothes, of course this left alot of his body vulnerable but with Alice.. it didnt really matter. She knew where to hit if she was going to hit you. Pip opened up the door to the bathroom and peered outside. He looked down the hallway and then down the other end of the hallway.

Noise in the kitchen alerted Pip to his death dealer- Alice. Swallowing hard Pip remembered that he had been mad at Alice for not loving him back and manned up. Making sure the robe was secured tightly around him, Pip tossed his dirty clothes in the hamper before heading to -his doom- the kitchen. Pip peered around the corner from the hallway into the kitchen. Some of his wet long hair clung to his neck and face, his bangs fell in the way of his eye. Pip stayed mostly hidden afraid that a knife would come flying his way. This was war! And he was going to loose.. how hard he lost was a matter of his own moves from here on out.

Pip stayed where he was but he peered out a bit further looking Alice in the eye but still afraid to approach. "Drunk enough to badly dodge throwing objects or fists.. but sober enough to not be a complete slob walking around." Pip answered honestly. "Also drunk enough to not 'ave much of a filter on t'e mout'." Pip smiled gently in embaressment. He came out form his hiding spot, his long hair out of its braid and dripping wet down the robe he wore. He was in the doorway of the Kitchen when he put his hands up. "I went drinking wit' Tate, at 'is 'ouse. We 'ad a few beers, and i 'avent slept yet. You know, 'e 'ad some words of wisdom, t'ough.." Pip said honestly as he slowly approached the table Alice was sitting at, hands still up near his chest. A drunken look of dont shoot me on his face. "But.. eet looks like you want to talk first.. so.. ill listen." Pip said as he took a chair and sat down across from Alice.

Pip visibly shrank in his chair as Alice went on her rant. He hadnt known the guns were an issue! Pip watched Alice, waiting for her to calm down before he spoke, his chin was resting on his arms as he looked at her like a verbally beaten down mutt. She was right, he didnt know what it was like. But he hadnt known that her last boyfriend had finished off her heart.. something her father started and her eye. And then she started comparing him to her past relationships, even with her father. It irritated him that she would assume he was one way when he had been with her for what ho long now? 3 years and he had done nothing other than drink and own guns, that would hint to him even thinking of hurting Alice in that way. And then she said it was pointless and what she felt for him wasnt enough for him.

Pip was silent for a bit before he sat up and spoke gently. "I didnt know t'e guns where an issue, Alice. And im sorry for your past.. your right.. i dont know what eets like. But i do know what eets like to fear for your life everyday. Waiting for t'e enemy just around t'e corner. Or waiting for your employer to screw you over and 'and you and your boys over to t'e enemy." Pip said softly, as he pasued for a moment to remember his fallen men. He looked back to Alice and continued.

"We've been toget'er t'is long... and ive never once tried to 'urt you. Temper tantrum is about all i do Alice, i would never even t'ink of 'urting you and Miah." Pip said as he frowned. "Im sorry t'at you t'ink i would do t'at. And i wish i could take t'at worry away... but i cant. Id sooner take a gun to my own 'ead Alice t'en ever 'urt a woman. Let alone one i care about." Pip said whole heartedly but with a frown.

"Im sorry... for t'e guns. Im sorry you 'ad to deal wit' assholes in your life. Im sorry i cant change t'at." Pip said as a lump in his throat formed. "Im also sorry t'at ive been pushing you.... I didnt mean to Alice." Pip added softly before his gaze dropped. This was all his fault, he pushed her too far. Tate was right, he should have been more understanding, maybe thats what Eva had been trying to get at. Or had gotten at but he was too stupid to see it.

"Maybe your right.. t'ere is no such t'ing as love. Im just clinging to an ideal t'at doesnt exist... " Pip said his gaze had dropped again just to the table where his own hands were. "...i can get rid of t'e guns... i should anyways.. we 'ave a daughter. Besides... eets not like i need t'em. Ive been just 'olding onto t'em for... sentimental reasons." Pip said gently, that and if the s**t ever hit the fan he could always return to his old way of life as a Mercenary. Then another thought, two in fact, occured to him and Pip had to ask. "Can i ask two t'ings Alice? Do you love our daughter? And why.. if i remind you so much of your past.. did you agree..and keep agreeing to go out wit' me?"