Rm 217, Thursday night

[fantastic_torch]

When Savannah walked into their room, she would find a cute little surprise lounging on the bed. Johnny had searched all day long for a puppy he thought she would like. There were tons, literally, and he had the hardest time choosing.

He finally decided on one that looked rather lonely, a little sad, and bought her immediately. Then he went shopping for a doggie bed (though he imagined the pup would sleep with them), toys, food, blankets... everything he thought a puppy would need.

Now he just sat back, flipping through a magazine, and waited for her to walk in.

[Johnny is here for Savannah, but the door is very much open.]

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[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

She wasn't exactly thrilled about the darker stuff, but she believed that if she knew how it worked, she could better be prepared to defend herself against it.

Savannah looked at him and then groaned. "That came out all wrong, didn't it? No, Johnny, you don't intimidate me." Very little intimidated Savannah, but Johnny was nowhere near that very small list. She ran a hand over her face and sighed. "I want you to teach me to fight... like you talk about doing."

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"What?" he stood up, staring down at her before he stepped away, thinking about what she just asked him.

"Savannah, why would you want that? My fighting is different... you know that. With the action comes the flame and seperating the two is very difficult for me."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Damn it. She hadn't meant to upset him. She looked back down at Destiny, stroking her fur as she blinked a few times.

"Alright, then. I shouldn't have said anything... I just got the feeling that if I was going to ask anyone you would want me to ask you first..."

Except for the part where Johnny had gotten the puppy, Savannah was really wishing that today had never happened. She upset her teacher... and even worse she had upset Johnny. Thursdays really sucked.

She let herself fall back on the bed, cradling the puppy against her chest so she wasn't jostled.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Yes, you should have said something. If you are going to learn this dark power, the other side of your heritage, then why do you need to learn to fight? You would have every available resource at your disposal and fighting just doesn't seem plausible here."

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Savannah gave him a level look. "Because maybe, just maybe, I don't want to have to use that power." She looked away. "I don't want to become like them."

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Johnny sighed and ran his hand back through his hair before he moved forward to sit back down by her. "Savannah, I want to help you, I want to be the one you turn to. But you've got to understand, this is hard on me too, thinking about you getting hurt, having to defend yourself in a fight? Come on, help me here. How am I supposed to teach you how to fight and it not bother me a little?"

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Savannah moved so she could rest her head against his leg.

"I know that it's not easy for you to think about, sweetheart, and I know that the idea of me being in a fight and all of that has to upset you a little because you don't like to think about me having to do that." She sighed. "I promised I wouldn't keep anything from you, love. But answer me this... if you were called away to go do something and were going to be gone for a couple of days hush fic bunnies is there anyone here that you would trust to keep me safe as much as you trust yourself to do it?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny's hand moved to her hair, stroking lightly as he stared down at her.

He had to shake his head at her question. After listening to her reason, no, there wasn't anyone he trusted enough... maybe the Halliwells, but that wasn't comparable to himself. "No, there isn't," he said softly. "I will do what you ask of me, Savannah, if it will help you."

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Savannah wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but she didn't like what effect her asking him had on him. She looked up at him. "It hurts you..."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He caressed her cheek. "It hurts me that you must do this."