Re: Brian/John
This? This was the most familiar thing that had happened since he'd arrived and John slipped into the mindset far too easily. As soon as he woke Brian, he was up and moving. There was very little thinking involved. Traps set, messenger bag over his shoulder, rifle, backpack with all his other supplies and the harness Parker had made him. When Brian spoke, he stopped and turned around.
"I can't." Crossing the intervening space, he cupped the hand not clutching his rifle around the back of Brian's neck and kissed him hard. "I'll meet you there. Promise. Go."