Action | Closed to Reid
06 May 2012 at 10:31 pm
[The nightmare doesn't surprise her. Inara has been shoring up her facade frantically since Mal left and it had started to fray at the edges. Surprisingly, her nightmare doesn't feature Mal or Kaylee or anyone from the crew. It's the same nightmare she always has: Miranda, over and over again: an entire planet composed of people who ceased to fight and people who knew nothing but fighting. Reavers tore, bit and clawed at her skin while she laid there and let them, not because she couldn't get away, but because she'd decided to simply lay down and stop fighting.
She wakes up drenched in a cold sweat, heart pounding in her chest and breath coming so quickly she can't catch it. After several minutes she gets out of bed, throws a dressing gown over her night dress and pulls her hair loosely off her face. She flinches at shadows, feeling as if the cottage walls are crawling with Reavers. She knows that's impossible and yet they were so solid in her dreams. She tries to meditate and when that doesn't work, she attempts to pray at her altar. It's all to no avail. She's not going to sleep tonight and she's not going to achieve any sort of peace. As a last result, she slips from the room still in slippers and dressing gown to knock lightly at Spencer Reid's door.
He did say if she had ever reached a point where she wasn't okay, she could talk to him. That point is right now and it's apparent in her rumpled appearance. She's not crying, but she doesn't have anything together right now.]
She wakes up drenched in a cold sweat, heart pounding in her chest and breath coming so quickly she can't catch it. After several minutes she gets out of bed, throws a dressing gown over her night dress and pulls her hair loosely off her face. She flinches at shadows, feeling as if the cottage walls are crawling with Reavers. She knows that's impossible and yet they were so solid in her dreams. She tries to meditate and when that doesn't work, she attempts to pray at her altar. It's all to no avail. She's not going to sleep tonight and she's not going to achieve any sort of peace. As a last result, she slips from the room still in slippers and dressing gown to knock lightly at Spencer Reid's door.
He did say if she had ever reached a point where she wasn't okay, she could talk to him. That point is right now and it's apparent in her rumpled appearance. She's not crying, but she doesn't have anything together right now.]
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