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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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An attempt to hide a flinch and he stiffens, stopping himself from moving backwards. "I...live here. You set this up for me so I'd be...happy." He says that last with a twinge of bitterness. "I'm grateful," he hastens to add. "It's very. Comfortable."

"Happy? What about Mary? And everything? Why did I think this would make you happy, what the fuck is this?"

He turns to glare at Mel and Alec. "This is a fucking setup, isn't it?"

"No. No, as much as I hate to say it, it is not."

She turns to look at Orion. "Congratulations. You got your Eric. He'll never leave you now. He's 'safe' from all harm. Have you made him immortal yet?"

She's a bit bitter sounding.

"This is your third... fourth Eric. After the others have died. It is not a set up. It is not a lie. I have never lied to you," Alexander says, speaking for the first time.

Orion looks from the two personifications to Eric and back. "I wouldn't. I don't believe you and I don't believe this. Fuck you."

His voice is deadly calm.

"You wouldn't? Are you sure? This Eric seems to believe it, and seems to live it every day."

She's trying to help, Eric, really.

"You saw your other self, the one with the younger me. The one with the collar sewn into his skin and the scars on his arm. Your name on his arm. You did that to him. You have that capability. I've seen it. I'm showing it to you. This is what you will do to keep your Eric," Alexander says hotly.

"No. You're wrong. You're fucking lying and you're wrong. I'm going now. Fuck you. Leave me alone."

He does a half-turn on his heel and disappears.

And Alexander follows him. There's no where he can go where Alexander can't follow.

"Orion... wait."

"Go. AWAY. I mean it, you piece of shit. Leave me out of your petty need to make everything better. I don't care if I'm broken."

He shudders a little. "Just go away."

"You're not broken, Orion. You're not," he says, staying a few feet away from him. "And there is life without Eric for you. Children even."

"No. I don't want kids. I don't like kids. I don't want this and I want you to leave me the hell alone. Just go screw with someone else's happiness." He snarls, face twisted with anger and pain.

"That's not true at all. You were wonderful with kids. You are wonderful with kids. You're a wonderful father... if a bit on the sparkly side for my tastes..."

"I don't care! I don't want kids and I don't want to see them and I want this to be over so I can go back to Eric."

He turns to leave again.

"It won't ever be over, Orion. I'm sorry. But it won't. You're hurt, and this isn't going to make it better."

"You don't know anything." It's practically a whisper, and Orion's gone again.

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