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If Wishes Were Horses
Rating: PG
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Disclaimer: Not true, didn't happen.





"Ever wish that you could go back in time and relive a moment?"

"Yeah."

"Me too."

"Dom?"

"Yeah?"

"What moment? Would you relive?"

"Didn't think you were going to ask."

"Does that mean I don't want to know?"

"I don't know. You might. Can't ever really tell with you."

"All right, then. Tell me."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"I've got a few."

"I want to hear all of them."

"Might take a while."

"I've got time."

"Isn't it like 2 am there?"

"I've got time."

"All right. If you're sure."

"I am."

"All right. So. The first - I guess the first is... second week of filming. The first time we ever went out drinking together. Do you remember that?"

"Two Pillows."

"Right, Two Pillows. You, ah, asked me if you could buy me a drink. And I wasn't sure... I didn't know if you meant..."

"Yeah."

"And I said I didn't think so."

"I remember."

"I wish I hadn't done that now."

"That so?"

"Yeah."

"Oh."

"The second - ah, the second is... when we had to seperate. Film in different places for the first time."

"Yeah?"

"You slept over at my place. I asked you if you wanted to sleep in the bed with me, and you said you didn't think it was a good idea. I wish I'd disagreed with you, instead of just going along with it."

"..."

"All right. Third one - same night. I got up before the alarm went off, and I watched you sleep."

"You wish you hadn't?"

"I wish I'd done more."

"Dom-"

"Yeah?"

"Why are you telling me all of this?"

"I can't... I don't know. Do you want me to stop?"

"No, keep going."

"Fourth time - end of primary filming. Day we all flew out. Wish I hadn't cried like a baby, for one. And I wish I'd hugged you more."

"More? Don't know if it would have been possible."

"Didn't want to say goodbye."

"Y'know I didn't, either."

"I know."

"I'm sorry, Dom."

"Don't - no. But, that's not all. I wish I'd kissed you, too. Then. I wanted to, I just wasn't sure... how you'd react."

"I wouldn't have minded."

"I guess."

"I really wouldn't have."

"Fifth - first time we saw each other after that. Was so fucking happy, Bill. Missed you so much. It'd been almost three months, yeah? Thought I'd fucking die. Missed you."

"That was when you were..."

"Yeah. Then. I was in a bad spot, Bills, in my head. Wish I'd called you for help. But I was afraid that you wouldn't come."

"I'd have come. Always here when you need me."

"Yeah. Guess so."

"Don't guess. Know."

"Sixth time-"

"No more."

"What?"

"I don't want to hear any more."

"Oh."

"Dom. Don't use that voice with me - stop thinking, and listen."

"Okay."

"It's my turn."

"Feel free."

"I wish."

"Yeah?"

"That I could go back in time."

"..."

"Two months."

"What happened two months..."

"And bought a plane ticket."

"..."

"Because it might not be costing me vital limbs."

"I don't understand."

"I'm coming out there to see you."

"... why?"

"To keep us both from ever having to play this game again."