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vigorliA Life Known
Shock & Awe
Chapter 19/?
Beta: No
Disclaimer: See previous
Chapter 19
Sean was taken completely by surprise at what Orlando had confessed to, as the young man held on tightly to him.
“Orlando, are you sure son?” he asked as he held the sobbing young man, smoothing back his hair as he did.
Orlando nodded his head as he still continued to cry.
Sean looked over to Elijah who only shook his head yes, that it was true. He got up and went over to the table and brought back a piece of paper and handed it to Sean. “This is the letter, it’s in Orlando’s handwriting.” He said as he gave the letter to Sean.
Sean took the letter and tried opening it with his arms stiff full of Orlando. He hands shook as the letter unfolded and he read the contents. He knew Orlando’s handwriting.
This was a little different, but enough to know it was the same.
“Orlando, you sure you wrote this?” he asked again just to be sure, as he pulled the young man away from him.
Orlando nodded again and told him when he had written the letter while he was at Guildhall; it was his last year there. He sniffed again as he wiped his face with his arm.
“What am I going to do Sean? He won’t want me when he finds out!”
“Orli, I…I don’t know, but, you have to tell him. You can’t keep something like this from him, unless you never want a relationship with him. If you have a relationship with him, he will see the scar and ask questions. It’s better you tell him now then later, if you reveal this later I don’t think it will bode well.”
“I know that Sean, that’s why I left when I did. If things had progressed any further that night…” he trailed off.
Sean stroked his face as he thought f what to do. “Are you serious about him Orlando are you really serious about him?” he asked as he watched Orlando.
“Yes, I am,” he replied immediately.
“Do you love him?” he asked next.
“I…I don’t know Beanie, we’ve barely know each other that long to say it’s love. I feel a definite attraction for him, that is one thing I am sure of, but love, I don’t know.”
Sean knew he had better not tell him that Viggo was in love with the boy already, that would only make things worse, wouldn’t it? God he was so torn at what to do, he knew to much info now, and he really wished he hadn’t.
“I really don’t know what to tell you Orli,” he finally said as he looked between the two of them. “This is way deeper then I thought it would be. I’ll talk to Viggo, maybe ask some questions, see where he stands on this, this issue,” he finally said for a lack of a better word to use in that situation.
Sean finally rose of the floor and handed the letter back to Orlando.
“Give it back to him Sean,” he said as he gave the letter back. “It’s his, not mine.”
“You sure about that?” he asked.
Orlando closed his eyes and gave it some thought. “Yeah, I’m sure Beanie, you talk to him okay, let me know what he says?” he asked.
“Yeah alright, I’m on my way there now, I’ll see what I can find out.”he said as he folded up the letter and slid it into his pocket.
“Thanks for coming over Sean,” Elijah said as he walked him to the door. “I know this was a little much to take in.”
“A little! That is such an understatement Woods. God you should of said something about this to me before I came.” he said as he leaned towards the younger man, a touch of anger in his voice.
“I’m sorry Beanie, I couldn’t tell you,” he answered back. “This was Orli’s to tell not mine.” He hissed back.
“Fuck,” he muttered. “I so do not want to do this.”
“I know Sean, but we need to help Orli through this?” he whispered looking back at his friend who was now curled up on the couch.
“I know Lij, but how are we going to help Vig when he finds out? How is he going to react? I don’t know what he will do.”
Elijah stood there; his hands stuck in his pockets and could only shake his head.
“I’ll talk to you later then alright?” he finally said as he opened the door. You going to be here with him all day?”
“Yeah, I will.”
Right, I’ll stop by later then,” he said and walked out the door and shut it softly behind him. He stood there on the steps with the letter in his hands. “Fuck,” he muttered to himself all the way down the steps to his car. He sat in the drivers seat before even starting the engine. He dropped his head down on the steering wheel and shook it. How could something like this happen? What are the chances of something like this happening? It was way to bizarre for him to figure out at that moment. He started the engine not looking forward to going to the set at all that day, for the first time since he had arrived in New Zealand.
Viggo waited patiently for Sean to arrive for the day. He had already heard that Orlando and Elijah wouldn’t be in, but he was prepared for that.
He was distracted most of the morning and kept having to redo scenes. Peter was getting a little on the impatient side with him when Sean showed up on set.
Sean watched as they completed the scene they were filming. He noticed Viggo’s lack of concentration. He knew why. And he didn’t blame him for it.
“And Cut.” Peter called out. “Alright now let’s all take a break and come back fresh to redo this scene again,” he said looking pointedly at Viggo.
The actor grimaced, he knew he was doing crap, but his mind was full of worry about what Sean had for him, and wondering what was going on. It was very hard for him to get into character when all he could think about was Orlando.
“Sean!” he yelled as the man came over to greet him.
“Hey Vig, how’s the day going? He asked, he didn’t know why he asked that, he could guess how it was going by the looks of things and Peter’s demeanor.
“Oh..you know,” he mumbled in his beard. He looked around to make sure no one was listening. “You talk to Orli today?” he asked quietly.
Sean looked around and grabbed Viggo by the arm and dragged him off the set away from everyone. They stopped several yards away from the crowd.
“Sean?’ he asked somewhat worried by the serious look on Sean’s face. “What is it, is he okay?”
“Sit Viggo,” he said sternly.
Viggo set down quickly and quietly. Watching Sean as he sat down next to him.
“Viggo….” He began. “There are some serious issues going on where Orlando is concerned.”
“What do you mean Sean? Did you find out what they were?”
“These issues are things that only he can talk to you about mate. I have no right telling you the things he told me today. Its not my place Vig.”
“Sean you’re really starting to worry me,” he said exasperated.
“Let me ask you again Viggo, are you serious about him? Are you really serious about having a full relationship with him?”
Viggo expression was one of shock. “Sean I already told you. I told you I love him.”
“I know Vig, but I’m just making sure,” he replied.
“Did he tell you he didn’t want a relationship Sean?”
“He said he did Vig, but I’m not sure how serious is about you, I mean, I don’t think he even know's Vig…he’s so young.”
“Listen Sean, this is all new, I’m barely even admitting that I love him, it’s taken me a while to get to this point of even considering having a relationship with someone. I didn’t think I would ever feel for someone again as I did Christine.”
Sean hated what he was about to ask, but it would tell him things he needed to know. “Is he a substitute for her Vig?” he asked and braced for the impact.
Viggo’s face turned livid immediately. “How dare you say such a thing, Sean? I would never dishonor her in that way!” he clenched his fist tightly; he wanted to smack Sean for even suggesting it. “I would never do that to Orlando either. What is wrong with you Sean?” he yelled as he stood up and glared down at him.
Sean rubbed his forehead, oh he could feel one coming on now. “Viggo, I don’t know anything about your relationship you had with your wife. You were alone for a long time until you came here, and then you were immediately drawn to Orlando. Does he in someway…. resemble her?”
That was enough and Viggo nailed Sean with his right fist. Sean reeled back with the blow and wiped at the blood forming at the side of his mouth.
“Don’t you ever fucking say anything like that again Bean or I swear…” He said trembling from anger.
“You didn’t answer the question Viggo?” he said after a minute. “Does he resemble her?”
Viggo bit back his anger this time. “No,’ he growled. ‘He does not! Are you happy now? Are you?”
“Look Viggo, I just trying to figure this all out. You fell so fast for Orlando.”
“I know that Sean!” he yelled. “I didn’t plan on it! It just felt…right, I don’t know… it was like I’ve known him all my life, like, a life known to me.” He said frustrated now more than mad.
“I’m sorry Vig, I’m sorry I asked that of you, I know you still care very much for your wife. The circumstances of her death where unusual.”
“Unusual?” he asked.
“You know, with the donor issue.” He said quietly. “I got the impression you felt pushed into doing it.”
Viggo sat back down on the chair again. He let out a groan.
”God Sean…I didn’t want to disconnect the life support. I didn’t…but the doctor, he did make me feel guilty, I guess. I don’t know….I mean what do you say when you know your wife’s basically gone but not really gone. And then you hear that someone needs her heart right away or they will die, what do youu say to something like that?”
Sean focused on Viggo now, “Viggo how do you feel about the recipient of her heart?”
Viggo looked at him like he was crazy. “What? How do I feel?” he laughed. “ How do I feel?” he asked. “At first I was happy that I could give someone a chance at life if she couldn’t live, then I felt anger after I had been alone for so long, the times when I felt I couldn’t go on and I missed he terribly. Then Peter called and I read the letter again and it made me decide to come here to continue on with my life as the recipient was going on with theirs.”
“And now?” Sean asked quietly.
Viggo rubbed his eyes…”Now, I don’t know Sean. I guess I’m still grateful for the letter, I mean, this person, sounded very…sincere in their letter. If they hadn’t of sent it I may not even be here today.”
“So you don’t hate them?” he asked fishing for more.
“No..not now, how can I?” he asked. “Why are you asking me this Sean? What has all this got to do with Orlando?” he asked confused by the line of questioning.
“Viggo, I’m just going to say this and let me leave it at that. You and Orlando need to sit down together and have a serious talk. Then see where the relationship goes from there.” He said standing up. “Call him Viggo, call him tonight, and tell him you need to talk to him no matter how painful it will be. Okay?”
Viggo nodded still confused. “Okay Sean, I’m sorry…about earlier. I kind of lost it there for a minute.”
“It’s okay Vig, it wasn’t a very nice question I asked anyway.”
They stood in silence for minute. “Well, I guess I had better get going then eh? You get back to work and concentrate on your lines.” He laughed as he slapped Viggo on the shoulder.
“Yeah right, Peter is about ready to call Stuart back I think.”
Sean laughed,“Ahhh Peter, I think I may have a little talk with our pint sized director.” He laughed as he walked away.
Viggo watched as he left. His heart still felt like it was pounding from the earlier conversation. “Why did you ask those questions Sean?” he said quietly. “What do you know?”
Sean walked quickly over to Peter when he spotted him.
“Hey Sean,” he said jovially. “When are you heading back home?”
“I was going to leave tomorrow Pete, but I may need to stay longer now.”
“Oh?” he asked confused. “Was there something I missed that wasn’t right in one of your scenes?”
“Can we talk for a minute Peter?” he asked quietly.
“Sure, sure, what’s up?”
“I mean in private.” He specified.
“Okay, yeah, Guys breaks going to last a little longer alright? I’ll be right back.”
He walked over to one of the trailers and let Sean inside and shut the door behind him.
“What’s going on Sean? And why do you have a fat bloody lip?”
Sean took a deep breath, “I know about Orlando,” he said straight up.
“How did you know?” he asked, first off.
“He just got done telling me this morning,” he said.
Peter nodded his head; “I assume he felt is necessary to tell you then.”
“Oh yeah…. it was very necessary.” He replied with a choked laugh.
“Um…you know that he and Viggo have become …close right?”
“Yeah, I think they have a great chemistry together on screen ,” Peter replied.
“And off,” replied Sean.
“You have got to be joking .” he said as he sat down on the couch heavily.
“You have no idea how I wish I was.” He pointed out with a soft laugh.
“Wow. I didn’t know, I don’t have any objections to relationships on the set, whether they are female/male or you know, he responded. “As long as they do their job and keep professional.”
Sean scratched at his head and winced. “Peter, you know about the death of Viggo’s wife right?”
“Yes of course. We talked about it, why?”
“You know she was an organ donor?”
“Yes….I knew that, where’s this leading Sean? Why all these questions?”
“Look… I’m just going to come right out and say this,” he paused to regain his breath. “Orlando was the one who received her heart Peter.” He said quickly, hoping it didn’t hurt as much.
Peter sat there with his mouth open. “No!”he said in disbelief.
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Peter, yes, I saw the letter Orlando wrote to Viggo. Viggo doesn’t know it yet, but Orlando knows now, so I think you can expect some difficulties with the two of them no matter how professional they are.”
“Fran!!!!!!!!!! Philippa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Tbc…..
Shock & Awe
Chapter 19/?
Beta: No
Disclaimer: See previous
Chapter 19
Sean was taken completely by surprise at what Orlando had confessed to, as the young man held on tightly to him.
“Orlando, are you sure son?” he asked as he held the sobbing young man, smoothing back his hair as he did.
Orlando nodded his head as he still continued to cry.
Sean looked over to Elijah who only shook his head yes, that it was true. He got up and went over to the table and brought back a piece of paper and handed it to Sean. “This is the letter, it’s in Orlando’s handwriting.” He said as he gave the letter to Sean.
Sean took the letter and tried opening it with his arms stiff full of Orlando. He hands shook as the letter unfolded and he read the contents. He knew Orlando’s handwriting.
This was a little different, but enough to know it was the same.
“Orlando, you sure you wrote this?” he asked again just to be sure, as he pulled the young man away from him.
Orlando nodded again and told him when he had written the letter while he was at Guildhall; it was his last year there. He sniffed again as he wiped his face with his arm.
“What am I going to do Sean? He won’t want me when he finds out!”
“Orli, I…I don’t know, but, you have to tell him. You can’t keep something like this from him, unless you never want a relationship with him. If you have a relationship with him, he will see the scar and ask questions. It’s better you tell him now then later, if you reveal this later I don’t think it will bode well.”
“I know that Sean, that’s why I left when I did. If things had progressed any further that night…” he trailed off.
Sean stroked his face as he thought f what to do. “Are you serious about him Orlando are you really serious about him?” he asked as he watched Orlando.
“Yes, I am,” he replied immediately.
“Do you love him?” he asked next.
“I…I don’t know Beanie, we’ve barely know each other that long to say it’s love. I feel a definite attraction for him, that is one thing I am sure of, but love, I don’t know.”
Sean knew he had better not tell him that Viggo was in love with the boy already, that would only make things worse, wouldn’t it? God he was so torn at what to do, he knew to much info now, and he really wished he hadn’t.
“I really don’t know what to tell you Orli,” he finally said as he looked between the two of them. “This is way deeper then I thought it would be. I’ll talk to Viggo, maybe ask some questions, see where he stands on this, this issue,” he finally said for a lack of a better word to use in that situation.
Sean finally rose of the floor and handed the letter back to Orlando.
“Give it back to him Sean,” he said as he gave the letter back. “It’s his, not mine.”
“You sure about that?” he asked.
Orlando closed his eyes and gave it some thought. “Yeah, I’m sure Beanie, you talk to him okay, let me know what he says?” he asked.
“Yeah alright, I’m on my way there now, I’ll see what I can find out.”he said as he folded up the letter and slid it into his pocket.
“Thanks for coming over Sean,” Elijah said as he walked him to the door. “I know this was a little much to take in.”
“A little! That is such an understatement Woods. God you should of said something about this to me before I came.” he said as he leaned towards the younger man, a touch of anger in his voice.
“I’m sorry Beanie, I couldn’t tell you,” he answered back. “This was Orli’s to tell not mine.” He hissed back.
“Fuck,” he muttered. “I so do not want to do this.”
“I know Sean, but we need to help Orli through this?” he whispered looking back at his friend who was now curled up on the couch.
“I know Lij, but how are we going to help Vig when he finds out? How is he going to react? I don’t know what he will do.”
Elijah stood there; his hands stuck in his pockets and could only shake his head.
“I’ll talk to you later then alright?” he finally said as he opened the door. You going to be here with him all day?”
“Yeah, I will.”
Right, I’ll stop by later then,” he said and walked out the door and shut it softly behind him. He stood there on the steps with the letter in his hands. “Fuck,” he muttered to himself all the way down the steps to his car. He sat in the drivers seat before even starting the engine. He dropped his head down on the steering wheel and shook it. How could something like this happen? What are the chances of something like this happening? It was way to bizarre for him to figure out at that moment. He started the engine not looking forward to going to the set at all that day, for the first time since he had arrived in New Zealand.
Viggo waited patiently for Sean to arrive for the day. He had already heard that Orlando and Elijah wouldn’t be in, but he was prepared for that.
He was distracted most of the morning and kept having to redo scenes. Peter was getting a little on the impatient side with him when Sean showed up on set.
Sean watched as they completed the scene they were filming. He noticed Viggo’s lack of concentration. He knew why. And he didn’t blame him for it.
“And Cut.” Peter called out. “Alright now let’s all take a break and come back fresh to redo this scene again,” he said looking pointedly at Viggo.
The actor grimaced, he knew he was doing crap, but his mind was full of worry about what Sean had for him, and wondering what was going on. It was very hard for him to get into character when all he could think about was Orlando.
“Sean!” he yelled as the man came over to greet him.
“Hey Vig, how’s the day going? He asked, he didn’t know why he asked that, he could guess how it was going by the looks of things and Peter’s demeanor.
“Oh..you know,” he mumbled in his beard. He looked around to make sure no one was listening. “You talk to Orli today?” he asked quietly.
Sean looked around and grabbed Viggo by the arm and dragged him off the set away from everyone. They stopped several yards away from the crowd.
“Sean?’ he asked somewhat worried by the serious look on Sean’s face. “What is it, is he okay?”
“Sit Viggo,” he said sternly.
Viggo set down quickly and quietly. Watching Sean as he sat down next to him.
“Viggo….” He began. “There are some serious issues going on where Orlando is concerned.”
“What do you mean Sean? Did you find out what they were?”
“These issues are things that only he can talk to you about mate. I have no right telling you the things he told me today. Its not my place Vig.”
“Sean you’re really starting to worry me,” he said exasperated.
“Let me ask you again Viggo, are you serious about him? Are you really serious about having a full relationship with him?”
Viggo expression was one of shock. “Sean I already told you. I told you I love him.”
“I know Vig, but I’m just making sure,” he replied.
“Did he tell you he didn’t want a relationship Sean?”
“He said he did Vig, but I’m not sure how serious is about you, I mean, I don’t think he even know's Vig…he’s so young.”
“Listen Sean, this is all new, I’m barely even admitting that I love him, it’s taken me a while to get to this point of even considering having a relationship with someone. I didn’t think I would ever feel for someone again as I did Christine.”
Sean hated what he was about to ask, but it would tell him things he needed to know. “Is he a substitute for her Vig?” he asked and braced for the impact.
Viggo’s face turned livid immediately. “How dare you say such a thing, Sean? I would never dishonor her in that way!” he clenched his fist tightly; he wanted to smack Sean for even suggesting it. “I would never do that to Orlando either. What is wrong with you Sean?” he yelled as he stood up and glared down at him.
Sean rubbed his forehead, oh he could feel one coming on now. “Viggo, I don’t know anything about your relationship you had with your wife. You were alone for a long time until you came here, and then you were immediately drawn to Orlando. Does he in someway…. resemble her?”
That was enough and Viggo nailed Sean with his right fist. Sean reeled back with the blow and wiped at the blood forming at the side of his mouth.
“Don’t you ever fucking say anything like that again Bean or I swear…” He said trembling from anger.
“You didn’t answer the question Viggo?” he said after a minute. “Does he resemble her?”
Viggo bit back his anger this time. “No,’ he growled. ‘He does not! Are you happy now? Are you?”
“Look Viggo, I just trying to figure this all out. You fell so fast for Orlando.”
“I know that Sean!” he yelled. “I didn’t plan on it! It just felt…right, I don’t know… it was like I’ve known him all my life, like, a life known to me.” He said frustrated now more than mad.
“I’m sorry Vig, I’m sorry I asked that of you, I know you still care very much for your wife. The circumstances of her death where unusual.”
“Unusual?” he asked.
“You know, with the donor issue.” He said quietly. “I got the impression you felt pushed into doing it.”
Viggo sat back down on the chair again. He let out a groan.
”God Sean…I didn’t want to disconnect the life support. I didn’t…but the doctor, he did make me feel guilty, I guess. I don’t know….I mean what do you say when you know your wife’s basically gone but not really gone. And then you hear that someone needs her heart right away or they will die, what do youu say to something like that?”
Sean focused on Viggo now, “Viggo how do you feel about the recipient of her heart?”
Viggo looked at him like he was crazy. “What? How do I feel?” he laughed. “ How do I feel?” he asked. “At first I was happy that I could give someone a chance at life if she couldn’t live, then I felt anger after I had been alone for so long, the times when I felt I couldn’t go on and I missed he terribly. Then Peter called and I read the letter again and it made me decide to come here to continue on with my life as the recipient was going on with theirs.”
“And now?” Sean asked quietly.
Viggo rubbed his eyes…”Now, I don’t know Sean. I guess I’m still grateful for the letter, I mean, this person, sounded very…sincere in their letter. If they hadn’t of sent it I may not even be here today.”
“So you don’t hate them?” he asked fishing for more.
“No..not now, how can I?” he asked. “Why are you asking me this Sean? What has all this got to do with Orlando?” he asked confused by the line of questioning.
“Viggo, I’m just going to say this and let me leave it at that. You and Orlando need to sit down together and have a serious talk. Then see where the relationship goes from there.” He said standing up. “Call him Viggo, call him tonight, and tell him you need to talk to him no matter how painful it will be. Okay?”
Viggo nodded still confused. “Okay Sean, I’m sorry…about earlier. I kind of lost it there for a minute.”
“It’s okay Vig, it wasn’t a very nice question I asked anyway.”
They stood in silence for minute. “Well, I guess I had better get going then eh? You get back to work and concentrate on your lines.” He laughed as he slapped Viggo on the shoulder.
“Yeah right, Peter is about ready to call Stuart back I think.”
Sean laughed,“Ahhh Peter, I think I may have a little talk with our pint sized director.” He laughed as he walked away.
Viggo watched as he left. His heart still felt like it was pounding from the earlier conversation. “Why did you ask those questions Sean?” he said quietly. “What do you know?”
Sean walked quickly over to Peter when he spotted him.
“Hey Sean,” he said jovially. “When are you heading back home?”
“I was going to leave tomorrow Pete, but I may need to stay longer now.”
“Oh?” he asked confused. “Was there something I missed that wasn’t right in one of your scenes?”
“Can we talk for a minute Peter?” he asked quietly.
“Sure, sure, what’s up?”
“I mean in private.” He specified.
“Okay, yeah, Guys breaks going to last a little longer alright? I’ll be right back.”
He walked over to one of the trailers and let Sean inside and shut the door behind him.
“What’s going on Sean? And why do you have a fat bloody lip?”
Sean took a deep breath, “I know about Orlando,” he said straight up.
“How did you know?” he asked, first off.
“He just got done telling me this morning,” he said.
Peter nodded his head; “I assume he felt is necessary to tell you then.”
“Oh yeah…. it was very necessary.” He replied with a choked laugh.
“Um…you know that he and Viggo have become …close right?”
“Yeah, I think they have a great chemistry together on screen ,” Peter replied.
“And off,” replied Sean.
“You have got to be joking .” he said as he sat down on the couch heavily.
“You have no idea how I wish I was.” He pointed out with a soft laugh.
“Wow. I didn’t know, I don’t have any objections to relationships on the set, whether they are female/male or you know, he responded. “As long as they do their job and keep professional.”
Sean scratched at his head and winced. “Peter, you know about the death of Viggo’s wife right?”
“Yes of course. We talked about it, why?”
“You know she was an organ donor?”
“Yes….I knew that, where’s this leading Sean? Why all these questions?”
“Look… I’m just going to come right out and say this,” he paused to regain his breath. “Orlando was the one who received her heart Peter.” He said quickly, hoping it didn’t hurt as much.
Peter sat there with his mouth open. “No!”he said in disbelief.
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Peter, yes, I saw the letter Orlando wrote to Viggo. Viggo doesn’t know it yet, but Orlando knows now, so I think you can expect some difficulties with the two of them no matter how professional they are.”
“Fran!!!!!!!!!! Philippa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Tbc…..
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Date: 2006-07-27 11:23 am (UTC)But as Sean says, it's not his place to break confidences and Viggo and Orlando must talk . . . can't wait to see the outcome of THAT!!!
And so we have the title of the story from Viggo's lips, now ... "a life known" - a lovely touch.
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Date: 2006-07-27 06:06 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-07-27 11:18 pm (UTC)I can't wait....
Date: 2006-07-29 11:33 am (UTC)~C~