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It was impossible for her face not to soften up at the words, the usual concerned look for her brother bear was now obvious in her face. “Gavin is good– yeah, he is fine,” she mumbled quickly about her other brother. She was rather more attentive and more concerned with the one who was in front of her. Rebecca was much smaller than him, but he knew she was all kinds of feisty, but she was also soft. Soft as silk and it was with the same softness that she let go of her mug of coffee and reached across the table for his hand. Much bigger than hers, without a doubt, but she held it. “What’s wrong Jax? What do you mean by crisis?”

“ told you he’d be okay. i’m glad t’ see you less freaked out. bet th’ little one is glad to have him back too, ” jaxon smiled, squeezing her hand gently where it wrapped around his own. he’d been worried too, of course. with the rank gavin with at, and the special missions he was on... there was more danger than most of the military. but he wouldn’t dare show his worry to becca. and now the point was moot. thankfully. though that didn’t seem to ease becca’s worry for him. he sighed softly, trying to wrap his head around everything enough to verbalize it. “ remember jonny? my best friend from high school. th’ one i had feelings for. well... he’s in vegas now. apparently. and he wants t’ reconnect. and... becca. i don’t know what t’ do. it’s too much. ”

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♥ - Something they like about your muse.

uhhh…. everything. but mostly they love how kind becca is. and how strong. jaxon is constantly in awe of her and her resilience. she’s been through hell and back, and she still manages to be sweet, and soft, and caring. no one would blame her for being jaded and angry. but becca is the sweetest person jaxon knows. and he absolutely worships her.

♤ - What they thought about your muse when first meeting.

“ holy shit, she’s so smart. and cute as fuck. i must protect her at all costs. ”

“ i think i’m havin’ a crisis, becks, ” jaxon said with no preface or greeting as he sat across from her in their favorite diner. they had lunch here a couple times a week, when their shifts lined up. the furrow in jaxon’s brow made it obvious something was bothering him. “ oh, by th’ way, how’s yer bother doin’? haven’t seen him around. ”

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    The news that Gavin was deployed longer than he should have, deeply troubled Rebecca. It didn’t happen often, but when it did, she overly worried about her brother’s life. It wasn’t as though she could help – even though she had some security around Las Vegas, with the family her brother had made inside the marines and presented her with, it was still different than having her brother around. She would have to give the news to her parents, she would have to give the news to little Sarah ( that she wasn’t excited about in the slightest ), but for now, she needed to be with someone who could help her making some sense out of it, who maybe could put her head in the right place and tell her it was all going to be alright in the very end.

   Which was exactly how she came to a stop on the doorstep of Jaxon’s house, facing the door as she waited for him to open it so she could let out her frustrations. Word vomits were not something she often did, but whenever she did them, they were in front of Jaxon, after all, he was the closest thing Rebecca had to a brother when her brother was away. The bond they ended up forming stunned her and whenever he was around, the woman just couldn’t believe how actually lucky she was. Upon hearing the door opening and seeing the large man ( her big bear ) behind it, she smiled almost nervously. “ — I’m so sorry for showing up so suddenly, I just didn’t know where else to go. It’s Gavin, he called today telling me he is going to be deployed longer and moved somewhere he can’t say, but it’s probable we wont have contact for over a week. That’s normal right?” Word vomit came, and she couldn’t quite stop. “Uhm, this is not some let’s catch Bin Laden thing?”

it was a bad habit, and he fucking knew it. rationally, he knew this was probably the worst thing for him. but that didn’t stop him from isolating himself and falling into the dark spiral of old emotions he couldn’t sort out. and he wasn’t sure what ever would. this didn’t stop it from happening, but becca showing up at his door, with worry and anxiety scrawled across her brow and in her gaze... it brought him out of himself just enough to cause a shift. from unsure and scared and lost in his head, to straightened shoulders and hands pulling becca into the house and against his chest. 

he hugged her warm, and tight, and just a little too long to help ease her nerves.  “ first, never apologize for showin’ up here, becks, ” he murmured, kissing her head and closing the door behind them.  “ c’mon. let me get you a drink. what do ya want? coffee? tea? whiskey? ” he asked, a teasing little smirk in attempt to soothe her tension.  “ and yeah, babe. that’s normal. lots of classified stuff in th’ military, especially at the level he’s at. and communication is always difficult when yer moving bases. gotta make sure its safe, ya know? and bin laden is already dead, love. he’ll call as soon as he can. but he’s still workin’, ya know? not calling could just mean busy. not necessarily compromised. ”