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2374; "The Regal 'Accident'"

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Apr. 2nd, 2006 | 08:19 pm
posted by: theodonnells in en_fanfic

This is a fanfic about the shuttle accident that Colleen's parents were involved in, told from their perspective.

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from: theodonnells
date: Apr. 2nd, 2006 11:47 pm (UTC)

The doctor left, and Erin practically jumped into the chair beside him. He chuckled at her enthusiasm, and then noticed the guards outside the door for the first time. “You’ve been arrested again, haven’t you?” he asked her jokingly.

Erin smiled a bit, and said, “Honey, there’s something I have to tell you. About the crash.” She placed the proper security lock in place, thanks to Solon’s authorization code he gave her for use as soon as Patrick woke up. Then she began to tell him exactly what had happened, and why.

He was angrier than she had been.
“Not again,” was all he could manage to say, and all he could manage to think. “When will this end?” he asked quietly, though the anger definitely showed through his voice.

“I don’t know,” Erin said, suddenly sounding very tired.

“Come here,” he said, his voice getting softer. He held out his arms, and embraced her. “We’re not going to let them win,” he said very softly, knowing how tired she must be. The doctor had just told him that he had been out for *four days*. She had been waiting by his side for the entirety of those four days, and probably gotten minimal sleep. He would be on his last nerve, if he were her.

She didn’t say anything. Right now, she didn’t want to ‘win’ anything. She just wanted to sleep in peace, not having to worry whether her husband would live, whether her children would be killed, whether Section 31 had a sniper shot at her head.

A single tear rolled down her cheek as she hugged him. He felt the tear touch his own skin, and released her from his embrace, raising a bandaged hand to wipe the moisture off her face.
“Hey,” he reassured, almost in a whisper. “I’m okay. We’re okay. We’ll be fine, honey. We’ll all be fine.”

“I don’t know, Patrick,” she said, equally as softly. Having him here gave her the one chance she’d had since this entire thing happened to actually not have to be the strong one, to be able to depend on someone else for comfort for a few moments.

“We will,” he said confidently, and took her hand in both of his. “We have something they don’t. Love.”

She smiled at him. She loved him so much…and he was right. The one thing that they had in their arsenal that Section 31 did not, the one thing that would allow them to win in the end, was love.

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