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Leon Vance (leon_vance) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2012-11-01 11:29:00

Entry tags:

*complete, 2012 11, character: brian kinney, character: derek morgan, character: derek reese, character: elaine barrish hammond, character: emily prentiss, character: g callen, character: john connor, character: marty deeks, character: sam hanna, character: savannah monroe, dead: leon vance

RP: New Losses
Who: Leon, Savannah, John, Callen, Sam, Morgan, Emily, Elaine, Brian, Reese, Marty
Where: the base
When: November 1, 2012
Summary: there are two more losses

If the attack hadn't been enough, now the city was wrestling with Mother Nature. Three days later, the subway was only partially recovered. Brooklyn was completely cut off from Manhattan. The Southern part of Manhattan was without electricity. Buildings, tunnels and subways were still flooded. Hospitals had been evacuated. The police force was spread throughout the city, preventing the looting, dealing with safety and Halloween. The marathon was coming up on Sunday. The elections were coming up. The city was stretched to its limit and they had to do something.

Leon called Savannah and John as soon as the work day started. He had a plan; he always did, but this time he needed someone other than his ADs and SSAs to carry it out. "Do you understand everything I told you?" he asked, after he explained what he needed.

Both young people nodded.

"It's very dangerous. You need to be careful."

Savannah smiled. "Of course we will."

"Good luck." With those words, he sent them out.

The call came during his lunch time. Not from his agents, but from Virginia PD. Leon was up and moving on a military plane less than a hour later. His agents had failed. He had failed and now there were two more dead in his conscience and families to inform. He called Kinney ahead of time, asking for both ADs, both SSAs, Elaine, Reese, Deeks and Kinney to join him as soon as he got there.

The meeting was in his office. He got there just moments before the rest did. He was sitting behind his desk. There were two metal containers on his desk: one butterfly pink, the other in silver. "Mr. Deeks, Mr. Kinney if you could take a sit." There was the couch for others, which Elaine used, but most liked to stand, and he knew better than to argue today.

"I am sorry to say that Mrs. Deeks and Mr. Baum were killed this morning. I've flown down to ensure that there weren't any mistakes. Due to the problems we've had and the attempts at capture, I ensured that they were cremated before any DNA could be taken. Mr. Deeks, a Catholic priest was present, since I assumed your wife would have wanted it. I am truly sorry for your loss."

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Re: Robert/G

g_callen
2012-11-02 12:12 am UTC (link)

G clung to his brother as he fell apart in ways he hadn't done for as long as he could remember. If he could have remembered at all. For what seemed like forever, his mind went blank, just nothing but pain and heartache and a thousand variants he couldn't have named if he tried. The only physical reality he was fully cognizant of was his brother's presence.

"She's gone." The words were barely audible to his own ears, voice thick with emotion and broken by sobs he'd deny on any other day but didn't give a crap about just then. He didn't care about anything. His girl was gone and it felt like her passing had sucked all the air from the world. She's gone. They were the only two words that remained clear in his head. They were like a never-ending litany and he couldn't have said how many repetitions were spoken aloud and how many were just sounds echoing in the hollows of his head.

The violent sobbing eventually subsided, though he couldn't seem to stop the tears still flowing freely. He wanted that comforting numbness, but all he felt was a deep, gaping hole where Savannah had been. "She's gone," he whispered without lifting his head. "My girl's gone, Rob. I can't-"

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Re: Robert/G

r_callen
2012-11-02 12:42 am UTC (link)

"I know, G. I'm so sorry." Robert didn't understand the bond between G and Savannah, but it was there, unmistakable to anyone with eyes. Then again, his own mother wasn't really his mother, so maybe it wasn't that difficult to understand.

"I know it hurts, like everything has been ripped out of you and you can't even breathe." He kissed his brother's temple softly. "I understand, G, and I'm here. I'm here no matter what you need."

Robert sighed, wishing that there was anything he could say to make things better, but there wasn't. "You know I can't come up with a single positive thing to say, but I know she would. She would want you to smile and keep going. She'd tell you how much her girls and Deeks are going to need you. She'd tell you that you have to work harder now to make sure that you keep them safe, but also that you keep them happy. She'd want you to live for her, too, and not just survive. She'd been talking about the twins getting ready to walk, we'll take pictures and when they grow up, we'll tell them how it was their mommy's work that made them walk faster than the other babies, faster than they probably should. We're going to keep her alive in our hurts for her and for her family."

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Re: Robert/G

g_callen
2012-11-02 02:43 am UTC (link)

"I can't." Shaking his head, G finally looked up at his brother and took a step back. "I know I have to...but, I can't...I walked out...I can't...not right now." G wished he could just focus on Marty and the twins, put his mind on work and getting things done. He wished he could think of anything but the gnawing emptiness, but the idea of connecting, of not shutting down entirely...he couldn't.

Every instinct in his being was screaming for him to pull away, shut everything and everyone out, just to make the pain go away. It was only because it was Robert, one of three...now two...people G was incapable of shutting out, that he wasn't putting up every wall he had and forcing the solitude.

"I don't know what I need, Rob. I don't...I don't do this. I don't let people...and she..." G just stopped. Talking wasn't a solid physical possibility yet. He had no words. No thoughts. Everything was just feeling and feeling and more feeling and, fuck, he just wanted it to stop. All of it. It was too much and he wasn't strong enough to survive this.

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Re: Robert/G

r_callen
2012-11-02 02:52 am UTC (link)

"It's okay, G. It takes time. It's fine." It took a lot longer than G might want. Robert was still dealing with his own mother's death over two years ago, always finding a reason or another to postpone dealing with it.

"You'll be okay. I know it's hard and I know you don't let them in, but you did with her and it hurts." Robert framed G's face. "It's okay to hurt, because you are human and she meant the world to you. Now, why don't we go and pick Liam up? You can help me feed him and bathe him, and spend time with him." Concentrating on the practicalities always helped. "I'll even go and pick him up if you want to stay here. We'll spend the rest of the day together." At least while Sam did whatever that needed to be done. "Is that okay?"

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Re: Robert/G

g_callen
2012-11-02 07:45 pm UTC (link)

G closed his eyes and rested his forehead against Robert's, one hand grasping at his brother's shoulder. Swallowing hard, he tried to nod, but his head didn't seem to work. He wasn't sure he could look at his innocent, helpless nephew and not lose it. He'd promised to keep them safe, promised to keep her safe. Maybe not aloud, he'd never do that. But, in his heart, he'd sworn to keep his family safe and he'd failed. He'd failed and the daughter of his heart had paid the price for it.

But, he couldn't seem to bring himself to turn his brother away. Too many people. Too many he'd let in and now he couldn't push them out. He was too entangled and the thought of trying now just made it all worse.

Eventually, he managed to nod. "Yeah, okay." Opening his eyes, he looked up. "Go get him. It's okay."

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