i gave away everything.

“Fuck it. If it gets out then it gets out. I didn’t ask for any o’ this shit an’ I sure as fuck don’ want it.” Blarney heard her apology but he didn’t react to it thinkin’ there was no point an’ knowin’ it would no good or no bad. Just pointess. “Then let him come. I don’ give a shit. If he kills me then I jus’ wan’ it to be quick. Why are tryin’ to keep me alive an’ safe? It ain’t gotta be anythin’ to do wi’ our shared dna since tha’ means fuck all to either o’ us. Is it you conscience? If it is then jus’ take me outta it.”

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Maeve gave him a stern look before shaking her head. “None of us wanted this but this is my fault.” She told him. She blamed herself and she sure as hell wasn’t going to let something happen if she had the idea that she could stop it. “I don’t care if you don’t give a shit. I stopped giving a shit a long time ago but that was when it was just me putting up with him. I thought if I took the brunt of it no one else would but it isn’t just me anymore.” She told him, grabbing him by the shoulders. “If you didn’t give a fuck you wouldn’t be standing here. I’m not asking for anything other than let me do this. I’ve fucked up your life from the get go. I can’t change that but I can change this. Let me try.” She asked, her eyes pleading with him. “Because I know I’m not your mother in any sense besides blood and I’m no hero but that doesn’t mean I can’t try and do something fucking right. Besides, I’m not asking.”

Group starter for the Seven @maskdsldr· @fxckingcherry· @queenmaevex· Location: Seven boardroom 

It had been too long since the Seven had been together in their completed group and even longer since they had been assigned a mission of substance. All the glory had gone to Payback and Homelander couldn’t stand that. Things in his personal life had been going great so now it was time to get his professional side in order. He stood at the head of the Sevens table and took a minute to mourn Translucent. All for show, he didn’t give a shit. “I’m glad you’re all here. The last time we had a little group get together Deep sadly wasn’t here but not that he’s on the up and up, we an give him a trial run to see if he is up to coming back. It wasn’t a good thing last time. Some of you weren’t to be trusted and some of you didn’t give a shit. I’m willing to give you all another chance.” He smiled at each one of them. Starlight, Maeve, Deep, Noir and A-Train. “Now for the news. We need to show the world and Vought that we are The Seven. That we are the strongest and most capable. I’ve located a terrorist cell in Syria and we are going. All of us. No ifs, no buts and no defiance.” None of that was left for questioning. “Here’s the plan. We fly there and once we hit the ground then waste no time and take out these cocksuckers. A-Train, we could use your speed to get a lay of the land as soon as we get there. I trust you can get there before any of us with your speed. I’m going in first Starlight, you are going to go in after me. Maeve, Noir and Deep. I’m willing to hear your plan before we go. It’s in a few minutes so lets make this quick and get a plan sorted.”

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Maeve had not much of an idea what this was going to be about. Homelander had already outed her to the world and she was cautious if this was just another way he was going to torture her. She had a feeling what he did on live television was just the start to what he had in store for her. Their relationship had slowly been on the decline but now it was fully on the rocks. As he spoke, Maeve stayed quiet in her seat, fiddling with the vape pen between her fingers. As he finished explaining, the room seemed quiet for a moment that felt like forever. “Has Stan agreed to this?” She finally asked, breaking the silence.

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Elena shifted so that instead of having Maeve’s hands on her arms they were resting in her own. Holding onto them as if they were a lifeline in the middle of a storm as Maeve’s forehead came to rest against her own. “The things that I love in life have a habit of taking things and hurting me. My parents taking away their love and pushing me away when they found out that I liked girls. The army kicking me out when they felt like I was useless to them. But you have given me far more than you have ever taken away from me. Not for a second have I ever truly regretted meeting you even when I was hurting.”

The love that she felt was irrevocable and would likely never fade. “You are the strongest woman I know. I have faith that you will find a way to handle this even if my heart is racing faster than that train you stopped.” The pause that followed made Elena worry for a moment. Was there something else? Something worse that was the cause. However thankfully it wasn’t what she had feared. It was about the other half of that reveal. “Is he safe?” Because that is what jumped to her mind first. Even if she hadn’t met this kid he was connected to Maeve and that made him important to Elena too.

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Maeve was familiar with her story. Elena had opened so much up to her and told her things she wouldn’t dream of. She often wondered if she should of done the same sooner. However, she didn’t want to put her in any danger. Didn’t want to ruin any illusion Elena had of her. However, she managed to do that all on her own with leaving and her drinking. She had proven already that she was no hero to the other woman. “I can make this right. I can. I just...I don’t know how yet.” Elena always said she knew what to do but Maeve often found it to be the other way around.

She nodded. It wasn’t about just staying alive anymore. Homelander had gone too far and pushed her to her breaking point. It wasn’t just her she had to worry about now and she felt something she hadn’t felt for a long time; to do what was right. It had always been there but she drowned it out with sexual encounters and alcohol. Now, it couldn’t be ignored. “As he can be. I’ve tried reaching out but, understandably, he doesn’t want to know. I’m just worried if he isn’t with me then...” She trailed off, the answer being obvious.

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Elena was already on edge enough as it was with everything going on. So hearing the sudden way that Maeve snapped caused an involuntary flinch on Elena’s part. The tone of voice and the anger reminded her of her father. The way he would get angry and lash out at not only her but her sister as well. It was unnerving and sent a chill down her spine. But this wasn’t back then and Maeve wasn’t her father, she was more capable of love than he ever had been. Those thoughts were enough to center her again in the love that she held for the other woman.

The idea of going back with Maeve and right into the heart of the public eye felt like walking right into the line of fire. Like going right back into an active combat situation for the first time in a long time since she had left the military. Except this time the playing field was a lot more stacked against her. “This feels like walking back onto a battlefield all over again. But if you believe it is the best option I have to trust you.” The set of Elena’s jaw stiffened when Maeve mentioned being willing to die. The thought of loosing Maeve to him was terrifying to Elena. “No. I would rather let him do the worst he could to me than have that ever happen to you.”

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Maeve wasn’t one to lose her temper often. She often opted for a apathetic silence. To simply hold her tongue but she was at her breaking point. She had enough of being put in these situations and it was of her own doing. Living in fear of some blonde douche. Just because she had lived this way didn’t mean Elena or Blarney had to. She couldn’t put them through that. Maeve may not seem to give a damn about anything anymore but it was because perhaps she cared just too damn much.

Maeve nodded lightly. “I know. I’m sorry. I just seem to keep taking.” She muttered as she placed her forehead against hers. “But he can’t touch you now. The whole world knows and if he does anything, everyone will know. He made that mistake.” Maeve lifted her eyes to look at her. “And he forgets I know him best. I’ve seen nearly everything he has done. He is going to try but he knows that I know too much.” She assured her. “I will handle it. I promise.” She paused for a moment. “But I have to be honest. He wasn’t lying...I have a son.” 

For so long he had been so care free an’ not givin’ a shit ‘bout anythin’ but now he was o stressed he was gettin’ a headache as he paced around in a way tha’ was like how she was but he was rubbin’ his temples tryin’ to get rid of the headache. “How the fuck did he even know ‘bout me? No one does. It’s only us an’ tha’ Doc. I ain’t even told anyone in my team.” He wasn’t lookin’ at her an’ jut kept lookin’ at the tv playing the same breaking news and speculations on Maeve. “I don’ give a shit if you’re bi, straight, gay or anythin’ else.” He really didn’t. It was her life an’ not somethin’ he was part of. “Fuck no. I ain’t stayin’ with you.” It came off harsher than he wanted it to. “Everyone is bettin’ on who your secret kid is an’ I’ve been goin’ along with it with’ my own team. Fuckin’ hell we’ve even been placin’ bets on it.”

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“Because he is a conniving bastard. All secrets get out eventually.” She thought she could keep her own buried but now it was playing out for the whole world to see. “I’m sorry, Blarney.” She murmured. She knew her apology would most likely mean nothing to him. This is exactly what she didn’t want to do. Fuck with his life even more. “Blarney, don’t you fucking get it?” She snapped. “He knows who you are. He will come for you and Vought isn’t going to protect you. You know that.” Her words were harsh but spoken with conviction. “I’m not asking you to forgive me or asking to let me be your mother now but he will kill you. I’ve watched him tear out a man’s heart and that wasn’t even personal. If you will just listen to me, I’m trying to keep you alive.” Maeve looked back at him. “I’m a shit person. I know that but I can’t...I can’t let him just hurt people anymore. I can’t.”

“So when I asked you about Elena the other day and you denied that it was the same person, was that the truth? No. It wasn’t. If it has been over between the two of you for so long then why is Maggie fucking Shaw still listed as her emergency contact? Exes don’t stay someones emergency contact that long after they’ve broken up. No, Maeve. I want to believe you but when I see nothing but lies its hard to.” Jonah and Madelyn had done a number on him, particularly Madelyn. “To you? Come on. What did I do to you? I didn’t.” Apart from today. “I don’t buy that. Vought is why you stopped giving a shit, not me.  Then again, you cared enough about the money to stay so maybe there is something in that.” That fucking producer. How they where still talking about him and that even from so long ago was beyond him. “Tell you what, next time I’ll buy the next pervert a hotel for you. They can be all over you at the next Vought event and then take you up to the room and you can cry about how you didn’t feel anything as you fucked them for Vought and you’ll be no better than the whores Vought hire for your son and his friends.” He’d done his research on Elena and on Blarney. “Out of all the people you supposdely care about, who have I hurt or killed? I haven’t. Unless you really did care about that producer.” She wouldn’t let it go and he was biting at it. “Why not? You’ve lied to me in front of everyone.” Petty and not his best. He didn’t let go of her arm but glared past everyone who was around. Soon they scarpered away and it was just the two of them. “They love me. And I’m not a homophobe. They’ll see that I revealed you to encourage you and your girlfriend when you where too afraid t do it. Come on, you know Vought is already spinning this to make us both look good. Soon they’ll probably call Elena in to get her ready for all the PR. I know how much you love that kind of thing but now you have someone to do it with.” He threw her arm down but still glared. “You weren’t the one pacifying me and I don’t want  you. I already told you that I have a family. It’s them I want and them I have. You have your girlfriend, for now. She’ll get sick of you and the circus Vought will put the two of you. You’ll have your bastard but I give it two months before he overdoses and is found days after he’s dead. I guess what they say about addiction and genetics is true.”

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“Why did it even matter if it was? My life doesn’t revolve around you. Not anymore but I’m sick and tired of orbiting around your fucking ego.” Her tone of voice held years of resentment. “She forgot to change it. I didn’t know!” She exclaimed which was true. It was one of those details that just slipped between the cracks. “I’ve watched you do horrible, cruel things and the fact you can’t even see it doesn’t even shock me anymore.” She whispered. “It wasn’t about fucking him. He didn’t have to die for acting like an idiot.” Maeve knew Homelander wouldn’t understand that but she just didn’t understand just how much he would simply do to get his end. Not without reflecting. “I cared about people’s lives, Homelander. It was the whole reason I put on this fucking ridiculous costume and joined The Seven. I just wised up that none of us are fucking heroes. Least of all you.” Maeve’s tone was spiteful as she looked back at him. As he released her arm, she withdrew it. At his words, Maeve looked back at him, letting silence sink in. “You’ve won. Are you happy?” She asked before shaking her head. “You are on your own.” She was no longer going to stand by his side. Not willingly and if the public caught onto that then so be it. She was done playing this game. It was better to walk away and deal with her life being turned into tatters.

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“I want you to say the fucking truth,” he growled as he gritted his teeth in anger. “Why is that such a fucking hard thing for everyone to do or grasp? Just don’t fucking lie. It’ll save so much time and effort.” So much had gone on between them and out of all of it he found the lying the worst thing between them. Not the flight or any of that stuff but the lies. “Go on. Finish what you where saying. You did it, why? I’m all ears, Maeve.” And he was eager to hear exactly what she was going to say. “You didn’t love me. You were scared of me.” He’d heard it before from Madelyn and that had opened his eyes to a lot of the relationships that he thought was based on something like love or adoration when it was fear. Not that he didn’t mind fear but he preferred to be loved over feared. “There was a time when I thought I could trust and rely on you. Things change.” His face was neutral but his eyes were hot with rage. It took him some time to remember the Oscar party and when he did he rolled his eyes. “The pervy producer? If you wanted him so bad you should have gone for it.” Yet he knew that the end result for that producer would have been the same. “He was another Weinstein type. I’m sure everyone is better that he isn’t around.” Still not outright admitting to it, he didn’t trust her enough to do that. Seeing her walk away, he got more pissed off and grabbed her arm to stop her walking away from him. He’d let her storm away in the past but he was too enraged to let it slide. “Did that hit a nerve? I guess playing happy families with Elena has made you finally want to be a Mom. Just like Flight 37, you won’t be able to save anyone or help them. Like that, you’ll fail.” He smirked. “Hey, at least you’’ll have a whole new brand. Brave Maeve, they’re going to call you. Check the script for Dawn of the Seven. I approved your rewrites.”

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“I am telling to the fucking truth. You just want to believe whatever it is to justify whatever fucked up thing you do.” She snapped back at him. “There isn’t a point. You don’t want to believe anything. That’s fine. I can live with that.” She told him. “I did but you do a lot in front of me. To me. You thought I could just smile through it all? You are the reason I stopped giving a shit because that is when I knew the truth.” She coldly told him. “I felt the same way. Guess we both let each other down.” There was a time where she believed in that. She guessed she wised up a lot quicker to him than he did to her. “You tell yourself that. You didn’t have to fucking butcher him. How many people have you killed because of me? You wondered why I was so alone. Why I never told you nothing because I can’t trust you around people I care about. I pulled away because I have seen first hand what you do to people.” He wanted her honesty and now he was getting it with both barrels. As he grabbed her arm, Maeve’s lips tightened. “You going to do this in front of everyone? They’ll call you a fucking homophobe thanks to your lie.” She snapped though she couldn’t pull out of his grasp. “Torturing me isn’t going to fix anything.” She looked back at him. “I don’t care what you do to me now. You’ve been doing it for years and I’m tired. I’m tired of pacifying you. Keeping you happy. I’m not yours anymore and I’ll never be again. No matter how many times you hit me, embarrass me, hurt me. I’ll never love you again.”

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Seeing the way Maeve’s eyes darted to the window made Elena’s worry grow. It also stoked the flame of anger within her as well. Directed right at the asshole responsible for this whole situation. She tried to hone in on that anger to drown out the fear that was flooding through her veins. But no matter how hard she tried to focus on how angry she was that fear still came crawling back. She didn’t know how much longer she could manage to keep it off of her face and project that sense of strength. After all no matter how much willpower she had she was still only human.

Elena shook her head, “You did what you could. Last I checked your powers didn’t include foresight. And unless that has changed there was no way for you to see this coming.” She bit down on her lip when Maeve equated her reaction to that of a stubbed toe. There was so much more to it than that. “Because if I let myself feel every bit of panic that’s rushing through me right now I am going to drown in it. So yes I have to believe I have just stubbed my toe.”

When Maeve approached her Elena couldn’t help but lean into the touch. Amidst all the uncertainty right now there was one anchor standing right there in front of her. One she had to believe wasn’t going to disappear. Elena didn’t have any other options or places to turn to right now. “Are you sure it would be safe to go back there?” A fraction of the worry that she was feeling slipping past the calm faced she put up when thinking of going to the Tower.

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“It wasn’t fucking enough, Elena!” Maeve snapped as she said she had done enough. Maeve punished herself so much for everything she didn’t stop. That it seemed that with all this power she could not protect even people she didn’t know. She couldn’t even protect people she loved and it was killing her inside. It made her think there was no point in trying because no matter what she did, she was always beaten. It never worked. “I-I’m sorry. I don’t mean to snap but...the whole world knows and things are going to get very messy here on out.” She warned her as she glanced back to the other woman.

As Elena asked her question, Maeve watched her for a moment, trying to find the right words to say. “He fucked up.” She said. “He revealed you to the world. He can’t touch you now. Not if your with me in the public eye.” She didn’t want it to be that way but now everyone had their eyes on Elena, it meant people were always watching. That meant Homelander couldn’t get away with doing anything to her without someone knowing. “I’ve got an apartment away from Vought Tower we can use and...and I’d die before I’d let anything happen to you.”

“I can do whatever the fuck I want. She has nothing to do with this? So you finally decide to get your act together and start to give shit and it isn’t because of her? Come on. I’m not a fucking idiot.” People are them stared but he just glared back at them, warning them without words what would happen if they kept on listening. “Once? A relationship? A relationship. Come on. What does that even mean to you? What, long walks in the park? holding hands? scissoring each other raw?” He didn’t believe her. Not even a little bit. “I am at my wits end with the fucking lies so keep on doing it and let’s see what happens.” What happens to anyone around or even people she cared about. “Without joining the Seven or me you know you’d have probably ended up as faded as Popclaw. Whatever it takes to get ahead and keep those cheques, right? You don’t normally give a shit what Vought make you do so long as they keep signing those.” Finally some truth but about her bastard. “You know him now. Parenthood is a great thing. Now you can finally do it.” There was a little bit of a smirk on his face when she mentioned his brief affair. “You’re still not over that? Come on. You didn’t give a fuck about me so you can’t give one that I cheated on you with someone one time. To tell you the truth, a new concept to you, I’d have kept fucking her if she’d have stayed around and I would not have felt even semblance of guilt about it knowing what I know now.” Not that he ever did. “Difference is between your runt and my son is that he was born with abilities. Without V. That’s all from me. What does your kid get from you? Alcoholism? Addiction? Apathy? Or is it that he just bends over and does whatever Vought tells him so he can get his fix? I guess he’s more like you than anyone thought. Congratulations. I hope the three of you are very fucking happy.”

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Maeve tensed up as he listed about how he had worked it out. How she changed because of Elena. “I don’t know what you want me to say.” She finally said. “I’ve had relationships with other people and so have you. Because I didn’t broadcast it you have a fucking problem?” She snapped as he questioned to what a relationship even meant to her. “I got into The Seven right after you. I didn’t have to get under you to get anything. I did it-” She stopped herself for a moment as she stared back at him, eyes saying what she couldn't. “There was a time where I thought you were the best thing in the world. How we were this...this unstoppable super couple. I loved you. I did but you twisted that. I know what you did.” Maeve hissed as he flashed a glance to the other people. “The Oscar party? The producer who switched place cards to sit next to me?” She reminded him. He never said he did but she knew it. Knew it deep down that was him. She licked her lips as he continued on about how he would of continued the affair. “Then I guess Vought was right to call it quits on us.” At his cruel words, Maeve stood there, quiet for a moment. “Whatever was between us. Whatever relationship we had is done.” She told him firmly. “And I can’t wait for the day when you realise you don’t have fucking anyone anymore.” Her words took an icy tone as she began to walk away.

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After all the warnings she gave him an’ then seein’ the Maria interview everywhere Blarney had no clue wha’ was goin’ on and speakin’ to Vought didn’t seem like somethin’ to do. Everyone was wantin’ to know about Maeve’s girlfriend an’ about her secret kid. Him. Tha’ was strange to sink in. “When where you gunna tell me about all this shit? Everyone is already talkin’ ‘bout wha’ happened on that show an’ I find out watchin’ it wit’ my team. No heads up or anythin’. I get you don’ give a shit, I don’t either, but come on. You could’a give me a warnin’.”

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Maeve glanced over at him as she rubbed her forehead. “I didn’t know he was going to do that.” She muttered as she paced around. “He did it on live television. What the fuck was I supposed to do?” She asked him, her tone biting slightly as she walked up to him. “He wants to fuck with me and now you and Elena are his way to do that. I’m not even fucking gay. I’m bi.” She reaffirmed. “He wants me at his side at all times and now, if I won’t be with him, then he is using this to control my life another way.” She searched his face for a moment before she spoke. “Elena is staying with me. That way I can keep her safe from him. If you ever...” She trailed off, unsure if he would even appreciate the offer. “I can protect you too but that means your going to have to be with me. I’ve fucked up enough times because of him. I’m trying to not let that happen again.”

“What did I just say about lying to me?” Although his teeth where gritted, the words came out practically growling. “I’m not a fucking idiot. I see what’s going on around me and this whole new outlook and trying to better was the giveaway. Try being honest, Maeve. It might help you out.” Throughout his words he didn’t stop walking, practically storming through the corridor. “I don’t know why you where with me. Manipulation? To get ahead in your job? It wouldn’t be the first time this has happened to me but is the last.” That made him think of Madelyn and just set his anger off more and more. “Are you really going to deny your kid? That red-head from the Teenage Kix or is there a different Maggie Shaw he’s been hanging around that is on his birth certificate? Go ahead. Lie to me again. See where that gets you.” Her last few questions finally got him to stop. Fists balled up at his side, he was furious and really wanted to laser something. “I’ve set you free from your own lies. Be with Elena, be with your bastard. At least now you can do it all honestly. I know that concept is unknown to you but get used to it.”

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“You had no right. You can do whatever you want to me but she didn’t have anything to do with this.” Maeve exclaimed, the two supes having it out with everyone around them and it seemed, this time, neither cared about who saw. “Fine. We had a relationship. Once. I broke it off when I joined The Seven.” She told him as she looked up at him. “When I met you.” As he stated the reasons she was with him, she scoffed and shook her head. “I was already the best selling female fucking supe. I had nothing to gain from being with you.” As he mentioned Blarney, her lips formed thin lines as she looked back at him. “He didn’t know. I didn’t know. Vought took him away from me before I had the chance.” Maeve shook her head at his words. “Maybe. Did sleeping behind my back teach you that one? I may have had other people but I did it when I wasn’t with you.” She stared back at him for moment, her lips tight with frustration. “I guess you aren’t as special to be the only person to have a fucking supe son with a normie, huh? I think your more pissed off that my kid wasn’t with you.”

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Elena froze mid re-arranging the pillows on the couch when she heard the door open. Without a knock or any sort of warning for a second she though it was him. That if she turned around right now she would see a pair of glowing eyes and a cape standing in her doorway. That caused her heart to take off in her chest like a runaway train pounding faster and faster. And there would be nothing that she could do about it. This wasn’t some situation her military or medical training could fix. But she would be damned if she didn’t at least try to make it to the glock resting in the drawer of her nightstand.

Her body was tense as a board when she turned around hands clenched at her side. A foot had already moved as if to make a dash for her room. But instead of seeing an imposing American icon she saw someone far different standing there. Elena let out a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Maeve standing there and not him. She took a moment to compose herself and calm at least her expression down. The last thing she wanted to do right now was worry Maeve with how she was feeling. The panic and the nerves that were building inside her like a swarm of killer bees could wait.

Keeping her voice as steady as she could Elena replied, “I’m fine he hasn’t come here.” She neglected to mention how her abdomen felt like it was on fire from her ill-advised quick movements. “You didn’t know its not your fault Maeve. He chose to do what he did. You aren’t accountable for the actions of a monster.” Everything that she had been told about this man was proving to be true and painting a clear beastly picture. There wasn’t any denying it for her now just grim reality.

Truth be told there was a part of Elena that did want to leave. To pack up her things and go with her sister on her latest trip. Take off alongside Maria on her photography trip to Europe. The stronger part of her however knew she couldn’t put her in danger like that. “Where would I be able to go that he wouldn’t be able to find? There is nowhere for me to go. I won’t risk my family by going to them. Staying here is the only option left to me.”

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Maeve ran her hand over her mouth, her expression clearly worried as she looked out the window. She was waiting for a pair of red eyes to be looking back at her. Was this what he wanted? He had just found another way to control her life all over again and this time, it wasn’t just her being dragged into it. She could somewhat put up a fight against Homelander but Elena? Maeve could break Elena with a flick of her wrist so what the hell could Homelander do?

“I just...” She shook her head. “I kept you a secret for so long so this didn’t happen. So none of this happened and...” She stopped talking as she looked back at the other woman. “I’ve just ruined your fucking life and your acting like I have just stubbed your toe.” Maeve didn’t quite understand how Elena was seemingly so calm. She had a great poker face in comparison to Maeve who now felt worried and even paranoid.

Maeve approached Elena and placed both her hands on her arms at an attempt to comfort her the best she could. “Stay with me.” She urged her as she looked back at Elena. “I’ve protected you from him this far. I can do it again. I’m asking a lot but your going to have to trust me. Okay?”

Maria’s questions had not been the ones that Vought had preapproved and he did not like that or the criticism she was trying to get it about his team and diversity. He knew of a way to get it back on track and knew it would show his hand but the risky move would most likely give him back some control. “Wow. These are real hardballs, Maria Menounos. But check your crafts. Lets take the Seven. We’ve got A-Train, he’s a black man. We got Black Noir. He, um…he doesn’t identify with any race really so they’re covered. And…we have a gay hero.” Just slightly his eyes flickered to Maeve and he had a smile that could almost pass as a smirk. “Queen Maeve. Scoop for you here Maria. Maeve here is a strong proud lesbian with a beautiful girlfriend, Elena. Hispanic girlfriend and I for one am proud of her. They could even be a family since Maeve has a secret son. How’s that for a modern family? I know he’s a bit older now but I’m sure it would make quite a family. Two supes and one civilian, right?” The tone was friendly, encouraging but he was furious about it. 

Once wrapped up, he started to storm out of the interview and didn’t wait for her or anyone else. For the most part he ignored her. He was so furious about the whole thing and since it was all out in the open, he could finally show his anger. “I haven’t done anything except set the two of you free. Friends? Don’t fucking lie to me.”

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Maeve flinched as he took a tone with her she had witnessed many times but never really been on the receiving end of it many times. “You have just told the whole fucking world I’m gay and I’m not. Elena and I are just friends!” Maeve snapped back, ignoring if there was people around. She was still in shock over what had just happened. He had just tried to publicly ruin her life and wasn’t afraid to ruin the lives of those who she loved. She knew they had grew apart but what was all this about?

“If I was a lesbian then why the hell was I with you?” She asked firmly before shaking her head. “And a secrent child? Are you kidding me?” She knew it was true but how did he even know about that? Everything she had tried to protect was now in danger and it all hung on the edge of what was going to happen between them two. “What is this about?” She finally asked him. “I wouldn’t forgive you and you wanted to hurt me? Is that it?” She searched his face for something. Anything. “On the beach, after that...happened, I told you that you liked seeing me hurt and you said you cared about me. Is this you caring? Do you really hate me that much?” 

“And we have a gay superhero. Queen Maeve.”

Soon as he touched the subject, Maeve looked over at him, still wearing her PR smile. When Maria questioned it, her expression faltered for a brief moment on camera. Her expression soured. She could see it coming and she couldn’t do a damn thing about it. As he finished saying her name, Maeve somehow managed to plaster on her beaming smile to Maria though her eyes expressed the hurt. Her smile becoming somewhat awkward to what Homelander had just done to her.

As they wrapped up the set and he began to leave, Maeve took off after him. “Homelander.” She called out before picking up the pace to get ahead of him, turning around and raising her hands. “What the hell was that?” She asked him, bitterness to her tone. “Where’s Elena? What have you done?” She was fraught with worry as she looked at him. She knew exactly what he could do and she couldn’t bare to thing she had gotten Elena killed.

“Me and Elena are just friends.” She reaffirmed to him.

“Take it he don’t know ‘bout me either? You don’t hav’ t’answer tha’.” She was right ‘bout Vought but he was tryin’ not to give a shit too much. Not carin’ had gotten him this far so he was going to keep doin’ it. “They don’ care wha’ happens when I get the V. Fuck it. Might see if takin’ it does anythin’ to me. They’ve been pumpin’ me full o’ it for years might ‘swell give it a go.”

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Maeve stayed quiet for a brief moment. “No one could know. If he knew, he would of sold us both out and you’d just be another meal ticket for him.” She told him in a matter of fact tone. “We aren’t people to them. We are products. We are just there to sell whatever they want. Test subjects for something. I don’t know what and, to be honest, I’m passed caring. It doesn’t matter because they always win.”

Shockwave waited for an answer a little awkwardly, wondering if he should repeat himself or not. At her words, he sighed a little. “Normally I’d be offended, but that’s good to hear.” He joked, leaning his head back. “Homelander’s been having a go at me about it, that’s why I’m asking.”

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Maeve shrugged a little bit before rolling her eyes. “Homelander will have a go if the wind doesn’t blow in his direction. He is a biggest diva in the business.” She made light of it but she had been witnessed to many of his nasty games and cruel acts. She had been a victim to his nasty games and cruel acts. She saw so much that the world never did see and no one would ever believe her. Homelander was golden in everyone’s eyes and they would always pick him or so she believed. “Well, good luck to you. You are going to need it.” She told him as she walked past him, deciding to retreat to her room.