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[Oh sweet Skye.]

You don't understand the meaning of the word stalking, is what I'm getting from this. Do you know the legal definition of stalking? Do you have any idea what it actually means? Let me tell you what stalking really is.

Stalking is CRIMINAL ACTIVITY that consists of following and then harassing another person, and doing so REPEATEDLY. What have I done with Jesse Pinkman? I read his stuff, yes. And I made a single phone call. That is literally all I have done. You want to say that seems obsessive or something, fine. But you call that stalking, you call it criminal.

[ie. calling Will a criminal.]

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Don't you throw the book at me. I'm not talking about in the criminal/legal sense of the word, Will, and you know it. [Oh yeah. Will. Not "Mr. G." That's how you know she's serious.]

I'm talking about WHATEVER it was you said to him that is making my boyfriend PARANOID. I'm having FIGHTS with my BOYFRIEND about YOU. It's *ridiculous*. For the love of my sanity, whatever beef you have between the two of you? It stops. Right now. I don't care who was in the right or the wrong. You're going to apologize and explain yourself. That's not a request.

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[He's got a thousand things he could say about fighting over him, and none of them do anyone any good. Not Skye, not Jesse, and not him. So he bites that all back and takes his time.]

I can't explain myself without explaining Abigail Hobbs, Skye. You want me to go in there and tell her story to someone without her permission. That's what you're telling, not requesting.
That's going to be a no.
You must remember that when I told you about my accusations, I kept names out of it. There was a reason. There is a reason for that.
It's staying this way.
Now if you'd like to know what was said so we can more accurately go from there, I can write a transcript.
My memory's good. If you think I'd lie to you about anything said, you can double check with him on it.
I've got nothing to hide here.

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[Skye sighs on her end, though Will can't see it.]

... I don't think you'd lie to me, Mr G. I trust you. Look, you don't have to ... explain it, or bring Abigail into it, or anything like that if you don't want to. I just need you to... make it right, somehow. However you see fit. I can't choose between the two of you. I can't. You're both too important to me.

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[He's not sure about this, the way she words it. He wonders if there might be big, soulful, doe eyes involved if it were face-to-face, in person, something. Anything. That added please without it being said. Probably while he's getting a dog stuffed into his arms. The golden ticket.]

I don't think me calling him up would be very appreciated, if he's reacted this poorly. [This is a poor reaction, same as Karen's reaction to the Grapevine.] So how do you think I should reach out to him otherwise? Go right up on to the Youth Center?

[hackitude]

He thinks you were threatening him. How else is he supposed to react?

And no. Don't do that. Just... write him an email, or leave a voice mail message, or something. Something he doesn't have to respond to, if he doesn't want to. That's usually considered polite and non-aggressive.

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Supposed to and what people do rarely overlap. Preferably? It would be nothing to fight over. It's not as though you're incapable of defending yourself even if I was what Freddie made me out to be.

[Which isn't a threat in and of itself. It's a statement. Will is not going to be testing out "guy with a head full of crazy violent methods" versus anyone. Anyone!]

I'm assuming I'm not to mention you in any of this.

[hackitude]

I brought that up too but I don't think he believes me.

And you're assuming right.

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And he's your boyfriend? I wasn't THAT threatening.

[Or was he...?]

I can't do it right this second but I'll figure something out. But I need a favor from you, too.

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[Skye just ignores that jibe.]

That's all I ask. Thanks. I really appreciate it.

And sure. Shoot. What is it?

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[It's honestly less of a jibe and more of "maybe I should check how I sound" which...well, maybe Jeenus should, huh.]

No problem.

I need for Tattlecrime to be able to function at top speed without any interference from you. Whatever ends up in there about me, it's been put with my permission. If anything ends up without my permission, I will let you know. But from now on, it can't matter. If there are tiny things that point to me or if there is a giant article about how I'm the one out there doing all those abductions, it can't happen again. If she mentions someone else you know, and that's you're reason, fine. But not on my behalf.

She complimented whoever it was, said you were good, and that's she still not how you managed it.

[hackitude]

Seriously?

I mean... it's no skin off my nose, apart from depriving me of a regular source of entertainment. I don't mind, but... why?

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We're trying out this new method where Freddie and I are not like swatting flies around one of those big red nuke buttons. Which means I have to put in effort not to antagonize her or it becomes more of a burden on her shoulders. She has her reasons and I have mine but expecting her to play nice when I'm refusing to budge is unbalanced and unfair.

[Which is nothing new, but hey. Trying new things for Abigail Hobbs, the non-people salad dressing edition.]

[hackitude]

Ok. It's your call, I guess. I'll take it down right now.

[Less than sixty seconds later:]

There. Done.

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[God she's so good she's so good.]

Thank you. It'll take me a bit longer than that to get on the Jesse thing, I hope you realize.

[Or off it, as it were.]

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I figured.

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Unless he can turn into a dog?

[hackitude]

What? Uh. No. His super power is healing.

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You can have more than one.
I have three.

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Okay. Well that's totally unfair. I only have one.

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None of mine are anywhere as useful as yours. Maybe they even them out.

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Yeah, maybe. Healing's a pretty big one too. Anyway, I'm pretty sure he can't turn into a dog.

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[There is a question he would like to ask. However, it goes back to a conversation that Jesse did not have with him or Skye, which goes back into STALKER!!! territory, and...the less criminal, the better.]

Can't say I'm jealous. [I THINK I'M FUNNY] One more thing before I tailor this: the fight, he didn't seem to be under the impression there was something sexual on my end regarding you, did he?

[One bonus of his old career: asking the "invasive" questions is another day in the life. It's not his life here anymore (not yet), but this is something he can be unflappable about, in text or voice or video or sitting in the same damn room. If he has to approach this seen as some sort of threat in that way, too, he's going to need more than sixty seconds and a drink or two, so help him.

(No one help him.)]

[hackitude]

What? No. He's more worried you're going to kill me. I already told him that was ridiculous too, btw. I've been alone in your house now like every week for two months. If you were going to go all serial killer on me, you've already missed like a metric shitton of chances.

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[Well this makes more sense.

More horrible sense.]

We have this guy back where I'm from, he's like the height of serial killers. He's been at it for a really long time. He's good. He's just about perfect, honestly. Evaded us for a long time. Toyed with us. All of it. And he gets away with it time and again because he's smart. He knows what he's doing.
He wouldn't try any serial killer shit on you.

[Skye is untouchable.]