The screen flickers to life, bobs and sways. It's a bad recording; Alfred knows this but could seriously care a lot less. It catches her movements, the control of her body as she shifts from one spot to another. It shows her beautiful legs and how the little green skirt whispers over them when she pivots. And if he looks hard enough - and he often does - Alfred is sure he can see just a glimpse of what's under that skirt. Her hair is perfect, an enviable shade of shining gold as it relocates itself to compensate her movements. It whips around and clings to her bare shoulders in lovely strands.

All these things are important. Together they all add to why this is one of Alfred's favorites, but to be honest there's another blatant reason he likes it best. It's at 26 seconds in when her fist connects with a guy's face. It's raw, bloody, beautiful, and every time Alfred watches it he feels chills of excitement do a number on his spine and shoulders.

It's a bundle of pure unbridled perfection wrapped up into a 38 second cell phone clip, and God does Alfred love it. He's got pictures of her – in fact he keeps three of the best ones in his wallet so he can look at them when he gets bored or lonely in class - but they don't compare to actual footage. Nothing can compare to actual footage except for the real thing, but Alfred is planning on that too, so for now this slice of perfection suits him just fine.

"I think you're obsessed."

Alfred knows that voice all too well. He stops the clip to swivel around in his chair and offers Matthew a smile, but it's forced and unpleasant at best.

"I thought you said you'd stop sneaking into my room."

Matthew matches Alfred's smile with a pout and folds his arms over his chest. He's leaning on the far wall of Alfred's room, right next to the open door.

"Al, she dresses up in a skimpy outfit and assaults people on the street in broad daylight. You're hero worship of her is really creepy and very disturbing."

They've done this before- in fact they do this almost daily.

"You said you'd stop coming into my room without my permission."

"She's a common criminal Al, why is it so hard for you to understand that?"

Alfred is out of his chair at that, and stalking over towards his younger brother.

"Take it back."

Matthew shrinks a little, but doesn't back down.

"Even if she isn't some crazed criminal, I'm sure she thinks people like you who pore over every picture and replay every horribly shot cell phone feed are disturbed and need clinical treatment."

"I'm not obsessed, I'm in love. This is the woman I'm going to marry."
Matthew rolls his eyes and shifts his head to give Alfred a sideways glance.

"Really, Al? A violent woman that runs around barely clothed? I thought you had better standards."

Alfred keeps is temper in check - exhale, inhale – and tries to let out all of his tension before continuing. When he does speak again it is even and controlled.

"We've done this before Mattie, she's a hero. Not some crazed vixen - a hero - and I love her. She's beautiful, powerful, everything that a good woman should be. And it's not like she goes around asking for people to take pictures of her. Everything that's out there are split second sightings. I wouldn't like a woman that went out of her way to turn heads."

Matthew's obviously looking unsure now. He can handle it when Alfred blows up and is upset and angry, but when he's calm Matthew has no footing.

"I didn't come here to argue with you about your disturbing high school crush. Mom's done with dinner."

Without another sound Matthew slips from the room, closing the door behind him.

Alfred watches as his brother leaves, and waits till he can't hear Matthew footsteps any more before turning back to the computer. He takes one more look at the video as a sloppy smile spreads across his face.

"I, Alfred F. Jones, and going to marry you, England. You can bet on it."

Somewhere, a slight man with green eyes, straw shaded hair, and bushy eyebrows sneezes. He wonders if he is coming down with something.

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