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Because his house was useful for going places and it seemed like a good meeting point, Alexander asked Orion and Mel to meet him there, so that they could discuss Orion's obsession with Eric. He had told Orion that he wanted to show him something, but didn't elaborate on what. Mel, of course, knew what was going on already as she had helped plan it.

He stood leaning against the back of the couch, idly petting Rosie who hung around his neck like a scarf, waiting for the others to arrive.

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"I'm trying!" Alec protests, letting himself be led through the motions again.

"It'll take a lot of work." Orion guides him through the motions again, then pulls away. "Again."

He does it again, and makes it through, but drops the sword. Quickly he picks it up and looks at Orion fearfully.

"Fuck this." The general pushes him up against the wall, kissing him hard.

The regular Orion is frowning even harder.

Mel has shut her eyes. Not tightly, but she doesn't want to watch this.

Alec kisses back, whimpering a little as he does, but not protesting a single thing that's being done to him.

The general keeps kissing him, purring a little.

Orion turns away. "Can we go?"

"I suppose so. Alec? You still here, you crotchety old bastard?" she asks.

Maybe it's working, finally. Maybe they're convincing him to stop being obsessive.

And the three of them are else where. Alexander shakes him self, brushing off imaginary dust from his sleeves. "Didn't like the show?"

Orion cocks his head. "So, what was that? I'll turn into that if I keep going? Thanks for the warning, but I don't believe you."

"Maybe not that exactly. But close. Alec, where to now?"

"To the future. And I was very careful with this, so it's your future, not some alternate's that we're going to be looking at."

Orion crosses his arms and shrugs. "Okay."

She sighs, and looks at Alec. "Let's go."

They disappear once again, and this time reappear in a very large and comfortable looking room. It even had a very nice sound system. It was well lit with windows. And there was an Eric there. "Orion, Eric. Eric Orion."

Eric was sitting on the couch, eyes closed. They popped open when he heard someone and he started to stand, stopping half way and sitting back down. His body was tensed the minute he realized he wasn't alone, almost vibrating with...something. Nervousness, fear, trepidation. "And friends. Hi." His face and eyes were blank.

Mel looks around the room. It was nice enough, but still a prison. She saw how scared the boy was. "Hello," she says softly.

Orion looks around the room, eyes pausing on Eric with a strange look in his eyes. "Alec, what the fuck is this?"

His voice is unusually harsh.

"Ask him," He says with a head gesture to Eric. "He lives here, after all."

Eric shrugs, any confusion or uncertainty showing in the cautious darting of his glances, from Orion to Alec, from Orion to Mel, back to Orion. "What's going on?" Even his tone is blank, void of emotion.

"It's a long story," she says simply. She's going to let Orion and him talk.

"Eric, what happened?" Two can play at the emotionless game.

"Nothing since you left." It seems he can't keep his gaze on Orion for too long; he'll glance at the angel for a few moments and then at something else in the room. He always goes back to Orion. "Is something wrong...Love?" The 'love' is added almost as an afterthought, any affection with the word sounding a little forced.

"Yeah... what're you doing here? What's going on?" There's bewilderment and anger there, barely concealed.

Mel may or may not intervine if Orion lashes out at Eric. She simply stands and watches.