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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Tracy, Webber, and Elliot's faces had invaded Andy's dreams all night. Tracy standing on the dam, her hair and slip blowing in the wind as she stared over the edge. Elliot following. The two of them standing on the edge, only barely still there as the wind picked up and their hair - blonde and brunette - mixing and the ends tangling together in the air. Webber with that grin. That fucking grin that said there was nothing Andy could do to save them; Webber was going to kill them.

He turned in his sleep, face scrunched in a grimace. Tracy jumped. Webber smirked. "Andy?" Elliot had asked, coming into her own mind for just a second; just long enough to look over her shoulder with hurt and confusion in her eyes. A look that asked why he wasn't helping her. A look that said he was a failure. And...no matter what he tried, Andy couldn't move and Webber's face didn't change. There was, however, a split second in which Andy was almost positive that his brother's eyes flashed yellow.

And Elliot jumped. Andy's eyes opened wide and he gasped, blinking rapidly to push the thought away. He wasn't quite out of the mindset of the dream when he heard his name in a sharp, female voice. He moved to roll toward Elliot; he needed to touch her to know it was just a dream, but when he tried to do so, he rolled right the hell off the mattress, which didn't make any sense.

That was when he realized he wasn't in the back of the van; he was outside. Elliot wasn't the one talking to him... Looking up at the source of the voice before he tried to move from his spot on the ground, Andy furrowed his brow and reached up to wipe the beads of sweat off his brow with the back of his hand. "Lexie? The hell...?" he asked groggily.