Love for the Story

'He soaks her up with his eyes. And then, he is done waiting. She is going to face wanting a Monroe. Right here. Right the fuck now. And this time, it will be the right Monroe.

And then he yanks her close and takes what is his with his mouth forcefully on hers. One hand cupping her head, the other on her hip.

He stops the kiss abrubtly to take his time to look at her. He sees it all happening inside of her eyes. The heat. The slight confusion. The stubborn denial.

The same lust he feels for her.

All battling inside of her.

He is not going to make this easy on her. If she wants him she is going to really want him this time. He is Sebastian Monroe for fuck sake. He will always find a way to get what he wants.'

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‘He is not going to make this easy on her. Hell, he wants her.

And he knows she wants him.

He had his doubts. But those had all gone to hell after he had found her in a field right outside New Vegas. Naked. With his own damn kid. Looking well fucked and a little too smug after she had gotten dressed and her eyes had met his again. The challenge inside of her eyes and voice had provoked rage and hurt and jealousy and a fucked up wanting her even more because somehow his mind had already realized what Charlie’s choice to sleep with Connor had actually meant.

He knows she wants him.

'Charlie.. why?' The anger radiates through Rachel's words, while she is trying to understand why her daughter is about to follow the man she wishes stayed the hell away from all them. ' Why… he is a…'

'…he is a what, mom? A monster?' Charlie's words fill with exhaustion while anger fills her heart. Her mother always makes this about Bass. About her hate for him. Without looking at the rest.

Charlie knows about those dark years in Philly, about the years both Bass and the man who is still standing next to her mother right now, were right there with her. They barely talk about it but Charlie knows about the hate filled power games they have all played in the past.

But this is not about that past, this is not about that city, or Bass or Miles. This is about her, about her mother and the fact her mother still doesn't acknowledge her decisions, she still doesn't acknowledge her for the woman she became, with her own values and truths.

Rachel stares at Charlie, a small twitch appears around her lips. Charlie refuses to look away but it is what happens inside her own heart that she sees most of all. And they are right with her somehow, Connor, Bass, close to the part of her own heart that carries so much hurt with her as well. Words start to form inside her mind, words that come from her ability to really truly look at the people who she shares her life with.

'Your pain isn't the only one that matters mom.'

And there it is, the truth. Her truth. It's finally here, it's finally out in the open. She doesn't want to hurt her mother, but when her words are spoken, she finally realizes how much they needed to be said by her and heard by her mother.

Chapters: 22/? Fandom: Revolution (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Charlie Matheson & Bass Monroe, Charlie Matheson/Bass Monroe, Connor Bennett & Charlie Matheson Characters: Bass Monroe, Charlie Matheson, Connor Bennett, Miles Matheson, Rachel Matheson, Frank Blanchard, Aaron Pittman Additional Tags: Sexual Content, Post Season 2, more backstory for Connor, mention of Emma Bennett, mention of Ben Matheson, Forgiveness, Love, Charlie confronting Rachel, Connor confronting Miles, mention of Jason Neville, Bass confronting Miles, charloe - Freeform Summary

When Connor returns with all of them to Willoughby after the war, things between him and Bass are worse than ever. Connor starts drinking more. He becomes more aggressive towards him and Miles. Bass doesn’t know what to do, now he is slowly losing his kid. When what is left of his life is going to hell, it’s Charlie who is there for him.

Charlie tries to sleep. But she can’t. The forest is too quiet, the night is too long. Even the emergency flask of whisky she stole from Miles to take with her on this trip doesn’t help. Imagining his face when her uncle finds out it’s gone makes her smile before that smile fades and the restlessness and the hurt of old loss and new wounds arrives while time moves too slowly towards a dawn that is too far away.