Woohoo, more Nip/Tuck fic! this time a mini-series, ooh ahh, encompassing the three main characters (Christian, Sean and Julia) feelings on love.

It's set after 2.14 - Trudy Nye, where Sean and Kimber bump into Julia and Kevin in a restaurant, Christian sleeps with Kimber and breaks up with Natasha and Sean ends things with Kimber.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with N/T, except season 1 on DVD and season 2 on video. Hell, if I owned N/T, Christian would never wear clothes, Ava would be back, we would discover what happened to Grace Santiago (and it wouldn't be pretty) and Julia would have her mouth taped shut.

Love is...
Christian

You've done it again. You've ended things with someone who truly, deeply cares because, once again, you don't. It's not your fault though. You don't love, that's just the way you're built. To love is to open your heart up, to become truly vunerable and you don't do vunerability. It's not in your nature. You discovered long ago that love is overrated. Your adopted parents loved you and look at what happened there. Years later, you give it another chance, you decide that, maybe, just maybe, it is worth it after all. So you allowed Wilbur into your heart and look what happened there.

Love is overrated.

You know you were cruel to Natasha. You feel guilty for being so brutal in your handling of your break up but, hell, she always admired your honesty. Of course there's a difference between honesty and tact. Did you really need to call her a hassle? Did you really need to tell her how much more fun Kimber is? Did she need to know all those things? No, but you insisted on telling her. She'll get through it, you thought, she's a strong woman, your words can't hurt her.

You don't know why you slept with Kimber. You don't know why you allowed yourself to once more jeapordize your still fragile friendship with Sean. She wasn't worth it, even if she was the best sex you've ever had. She still isn't worth losing your oldest friend over. You know you were lucky there. Lucky he thought you were helping him out. Things could have got nasty. But you need to stop playing with Kimber, you know this. That girl loves you beyond comprehension. You don't want to give her false hope.

You don't need love, you tell yourself. It's just a hassle. It's overrated. Love distracts from the important things in life. You can be perfectly happy without any love in your life. As long as you have your job, your family, your life, you'll be happy. There's nothing missing, no huge void inside you need to fill. Your life's pretty fucking peachy...

Or so you tell yourself...