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Ca va sans Dire	By : FreeSpiritedOne Category: S through Z > V for Vendetta Views: 4138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own V for Vendetta. I do not own V, Evey, Finch or any other character. I make no profit from this story.

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Chapter 3
�V?�
�Yes, Evey?� He was sitting up in his bed,
reading. In the space of few days he had improved a great deal, almost
too much. He stayed awake for longer stretches and he allowed her to help
a little which made her feel useful and needed. �She learned how to change the bags of IV fluid
and how to calculate drip rates. �She
learned where the first aid kit was and that it was vast. �While he slept she would sit by his bedside
and read from the medical texts he had piled together in the far corner of his
room. �
As he improved, they started arguing about
how much time together was too much. �He
wanted privacy. Evey wanted to make sure he had help
when he needed it. �He pointed out he had
managed just fine for twenty years doing this all by himself. �Evey asked him if he had ever been injured
this bad before. �V cocked the mask and curled one gnarled bare
hand into a fist. �She realized the fire
had probably been far worse and back peddled, saying she just wanted to help.
�You have, Evey,� and his voice was gentle
now, soothing. �It was the voice of a man
who had won the argument.
Evey decided to let him have this one, and
went out into the Gallery. �A fine coating
of dust covered everything and once again she noticed just how much V did. �He must dust in the dead of night when she was
sleeping because she had never seen him do it. �
There was still blood on the floor in the
kitchen and drops and trickles dried into the limestone floor. �Evey decided to clean up. �While she did that, she turned on the news. ��
What she saw on the telly scared her.
Norsefire still had control of BTN and they
were filling the airwaves with panic inducing lies. They spoke of riots
and outbreaks of St. Mary�s and, more dubiously, Ebola. The message of
fear that Norsefire had always used to keep people in line was being screamed
through the airways with so much violence and hate it was terrifying. It
was much the same as it had been just prior to the explosion at Parliament but
now that the act was done there had been no word from V and Norsefire was capitalizing
on his silence. Someone had to say something soon or the people would
give up hope.
They might already be doing so. The
interviews BTN showed with people on the streets made it seem like the masses
were angry with V, like they wanted things to go back to normal.
She knew it wasn�t entirely true, not yet,
but if you tell people a lie often enough they will come to believe it.
Evey dropped the mop and ran to V�s room. �She knocked once before barging in. ��I have to go up there.�
V�s head turned toward her and the book he
had been reading settled in his lap. �
�I had hoped you would.� His voice
smiled at her and she had an image of him as a proud father sending his child
off to university. She didn�t like that thought.
Evey rubbed her hand back and forth on her
nearly bald skull. The prickly rough then smooth feel of what was left of
her hair had become as comforting as twirling a lock had been when she�d had
hair. �I want to tell them what you told me. I want to remind them what we
were before all this and what we can be again if we stick together. Will
you be alright for a few hours?�
��Of
course, but if Norsefire controls the media, how are you planning to do this,
might I ask?�
Evey�s stomach flip flopped. She had
an answer, but wasn�t sure how V would feel about it. ��I�m going to get in touch with Chief Inspector
Finch. I believe he is sympathetic to our cause. �He was there when I pulled the lever, V. �He made a halfhearted attempt to stop me, but
he didn�t. �He was with me on the roof
when Parliament fell. �He�ll help, I
think. �What do you think?�
�Do what you feel is right.�
Evey wanted to push for a more detailed
answer, the type he usually gave, but there was something in his posture that
warned her against it. �Besides, there
was something else she needed to clarify. ��I have to ask you one more thing.�
�Anything.�
�Do you�other than me�are you alive or dead�obviously
alive, but you know what I mean?�
�Death must be so
beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses
waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To
have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to
forgive life, to be at peace." (1) The mask turned away and
down.
Time dragged out as she waited for him to
say something else but he didn�t. To confirm she said, �So you�re dead.�
He picked his book back up and nodded.
�To everyone but you, yes.�
Tone of voice and body language were all she
had with V and he was usually verbose in both cases. There was a hint of
pain in his voice that was visible in the stiffness of his back, she could hear
sadness, and she could see it too in the droop in his shoulders and he way his
head hung at the end of his neck. �Trying
to cheer him she reminded, �But the idea will live on.�
He nodded, �In you.�
Okay my friend, clearly a refocus is in
order here. For a man with as
much vision as V had, she knew he had to have had a fall back plan in case he
survived. Apparently, it was time to get him thinking about it.
�Can I ask you something else?�
�Of course.�
�What are you planning to do now?�
"The past and the present
are within the field of my inquiry, but what a man may do in the future is a hard
question to answer." (2)
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(1) Oscar Wilde � The Canterville
Ghost

(2) Sir Arthur Conan Doyle � Hound of the Baskervilles
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