Rex / Andy / Poe Freelance Heroes AU

[flightforfreedom]

 

TIMELINE
* indicates NSFW

Andy and Poe meet *
Andy and Poe's first gig *
Rex Meet Cute
Poe makes Andy the Copilot *
Poe and Rex have a Pleasant Evening *
Poe gets Andy off talking about how hot Rex is when he makes an O face *
Poe confesses his feelings for Andy, she storms off
Poe tells Rex about Andy storming off and accidentally confesses feelings for him too
Finally getting the stupid woman back on the ship 
Andy and Rex "spar"
Poe getting to say "I love you" to Andy during sex and not getting punched *
Poe and Andy get snacks for Rex, or try to anyway
Poe gets himself hurt
Poe wakes up and gets lectured at by Andy
Then by Rex
Poe Tells Andy he wants to marry them at the worst possible moment *
Andy and Poe propose to Rex

 UNSURE TIMELINE:
Bounty Posters
 

Comments

[killtime]

[ Whatever she sees or hears or feels, she doesn't call attention to it. She's just quiet for a long moment, holding him there with his forehead against her shoulder, her thumb absently brushing back and forth against the short hair at the nape of his neck. Sorry, he says, and even though she doesn't really know what the sorry is for, it still makes her heart squeeze tight under her ribs.

Her voice, when it comes, is a low murmur to match his — as if her feelings can only be spoken for him alone to hear. ]

No. No apologies. This is what we signed up for. You asked me if I would stay, and I said yes. I promised you I'd try, so I'm going to fucking try. [ Her hands move to find his face, urging him to lift his head and look her in the eye. There's something fierce in the words when she whispers roughly: ] I love you so much. And I'll drag both your asses through this to the other side.

[ct_7567]

[ It's always been one of Rex's oddities. For a man as certain as he is, as convinced of his own righteousness in most situations, he has a tendency to apologize, whether it's over small, senseless things, little more than an inconvenience here and there, or over the audacity of having emotions and daring to voice them. It will take more than a few years on the run to drum that out of him. But though it's something he feels he ought to do, they've never faulted him for it before. He should have known better than to think she would now, of all times.

Funny, isn't it? He's the one who'd told her to try, and here she is, the one who has to remind him of the fact that they'd made a pact. They stick together, even through the bumpy bits. He lets her maneuver him, finally meeting her eyes, hoping he doesn't look half as lost as he feels. ]

Yeah, [ he says, voice rough, closing his eyes again and bumping his forehead against hers. ] You will. I love you too - I did long before someone had to tell me that.

[ He should have known. A part of him wishes he'd known sooner, that they could have started off like this from the very beginning. She'll drag them through to the other side. Poe will survive. But still, he wishes they had more time, the way that they are now.

He inhales deeply, sliding his hands along her shoulders, skin still damp from the 'fresher. ]

You knew, didn't you? How this would be.

[ He's not dense enough to think that they're her first loves, not in the way they're Rex's firsts, in every definition of the word. This is what she was running away from. Not him, not Poe. This. ]