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The moment her lips touched his on her own accord, Mac conscience screamed ‘something was wrong, this is not right!’ He knew it but couldn’t help but relish in it. He missed it, he loved it. He missed her and he loved this. But deep down he knew it was wrong, he made a promise and she made her choice. Pulling away from her he gasped for air and said “No! Sistine we cant we- what the fuc” he said noticing he wasn’t looking at her but the ceiling. Did she just Djinn him? A cold laugh left his mouth as he looked at her coldly. “don’t you fear the wrath of a god? You must be bored with life, do you want to play with me?” He moved to her quickly gliding a finger against her cheek releasing some of his power with his touch. “I’m not the same little half-blood you knew 300 years ago, If a Djinn is in my way, I will smite it: Your nothing special to me anymore as you have served your purpose. I didn’t thank you for that by the way who knew love would actually be useful you stupid little Djinn” What little of his mortal heart he had left twisted with each dug at her but he looked bored while delivering the message. Throwing his hands up he said “Im going to leave now sweetheart” 

there was no second kiss. not in this reality at least. but to the unconscious mac, the fantasy that sistine had conjured might as well have been reality. she felt no guilt for deceiving him, not after everything that he’d put her through. if anything, he deserved it and so much worse. she could be doing so much worse to him and yet somehow, she didn’t. she was surprised to see him pull away from fantasy-her and even more surprised by his objection. the mac that she knew wouldn’t have turned her down. snapping him back to reality, sistine watched as he came to. “try as you might, mac, but you’ll never be a real god,” she sneered, a mocking smile on her features.

turning her head away from the other as his finger grazed her skin, she felt a spark from the contact before the goosebumps followed. but that wasn’t what stung. the touch was nothing compared to his words, evidently armed to cause hurt. sistine had pictured this conversation thousands of times over the years, but reality was so much worse than she could’ve ever imagined. her jaw clenched as she took in each and every word, wanting to burn this memory into her brain. because she was right to hate every bit of his being for the last 300 years. she needed to remember this feeling, to remind herself that she would rather die than to give another person this kind of power over her ever again. 

no, cause not everyone has an ulterior motive like you sissy. 

all i want to do is help our community. you’re the one who’s in the way, a distraction.

ouch, see i hit a nerve. guess what sissy, i don’t care what you think of me. i don’t care what happened in the past. i. do. not. care. about. you. come to think of it, i don’t think i ever really loved you, maybe just the idea. but i could never love someone so cold. so i’m going to do something i actually care about and help these people in the town and figure it out. unless you want to stop me, cause of that ice heart of yours.

Where are we moving them to? I’m on the third floor landing now. Almost there.

what, just because you’re a doctor means i should trust you? i tried that remember? didn’t end well. so i’m gonna do my duty as a hunter and a cop to get to the bottom of this to try and stop it. you can keep helping however u want as long as you’re not in my way. why don’t you grant a wish or something you’re actually good for?

Oh she wanted to be thanked for her sacrifice for his greatness. But why was he thanking her? It should be the order he should thank for giving him such a priceless artifact to use. Leaning in, Mac took a hold of her jaw and kissed her before leaning away and letting her go. “Thank you for your sacrifice, stupid djinn. It was worth the price… since i blessed you with a kiss, are we even now?”. The kiss caused a surge within him but he chose to remain neutral and unbothered. She didnt deserve to know that his hurt towards her ran just as deep as her hatred for him.

it means i don’t trust you sissy. so rather then let you do what you normally do and put people in danger, i’m going to actually help. so how about you stop getting in my way?

He rolled his eyes at her obvious distate in him becoming a demigod. Of course she wouldnt be happy because of how coldly he handed her off, but still its been over 300 years since. “Oh this is rich, i owe you? And what would I be owing you?” He inquired before she startes struggling to be let go. He tightened his old and asked her again “what do I owe you Sistine?”

I’m close by, I’ll be right there.

Oh.  I get it.  You are too frail to use physical force instead of the naturally gifted capabilities.  I don’t know if that means you are as ancient as those wrinkles on your forehead or just have a weak immune system.  Probably the first since you work here.  I’ll continue to help the patients then. 

Whats wrong? Scared you’ll break a nail?

Pushes her against the wall a bit roughly, Mac grabbed hold of Sistine wrist and with one hand encased it above her head. “Like I said Sistine. The first one was free, I wonder how you will pay for the 2nd time.” He pretended to think for a momemt before saying “What do you suggest an ex-lover do sweetheart?”.

I can, but can I ask what you need help with? With you it can be anything from changing a light bulb to moving a dead body, and I’m more ok with one of those than the other.

I thought we were here to get these patients moved, not have a spat over something that can wait? Unless you’d rather risk their health and then we can throw down right now.  I’ll kick your ass right now if that’s really what you want.  

sorry i wasn’t listening to your bs coming out of that pretty mouth of yours sissy. either way i’m not gonna leave helpless patients in your hands so i’ll help out here and go investigate later. cool? cool.

Still mad i see. Jinn to slap me comes with a price, but for you the first one is free.