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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-17 05:03:00

Entry tags:

!complete, andy gallagher, day 15, elliot reid, location: church

Day Fifteen - Late Evening
Who: Andy Gallagher and Elliot Reid
What: Finding out that Elliot's okay
Where: The Church
When: Day 15, late evening
Rating: PG-13 just in case (possible graphic imagery in introspection, that is)
Status: Complete

Judging by the fact that a few joints had only served to make Andy more paranoid and upset, rather than relaxed and mellow as per usual, it could only be deduced that Tonks had been correct in assuming that the point of the day was to break him. He'd seen Sam's handwriting in the journals and Shannon and Lexie's names on the roster Sam had put up, but Elliot hadn't been listed as present, deceased, or missing. It had only served to panic him more. He was supposed to be looking out for her. He was supposed to be keeping her safe. Andy had failed Luna and he'd thought he'd failed Lexie, but he wanted to make good on it with Elliot, but he'd failed there, too. At that point, he'd have welcomed the cougar all over again in place of the emotional baggage, worry, and pain he was carrying right then.

Even though he'd found that the deaths he'd witnessed had been fabricated - which, at the very least, gave him hope for Martha yet - they'd been horrible to watch. Worse to see Luna's burned corpse, let alone smell the burnt flesh. Waking up in the cemetary alone had freaked him out and he hoped like hell that Tonks had woken up somewhere safely as well. All he could think about, though, was Elliot's being missing in action and the way that Tonks had been so unsure about whether she'd been the only one to make it out of their first experiment alive.

Andy was jittery as he smoked a fourth joint on the front stairs of the church. He'd tried going inside. He'd tried walking around looking for her. Finally, Andy had been reduced to sitting outside hoping like hell that he'd see her coming up or down the road toward him sooner than later. Elliot had to be okay. She was his only charge; his only job. He'd have traded anything to know that he hadn't completely let her down.

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frickonastick
2009-07-22 04:01 pm UTC (link)

By the time Elliot was finally walking up the path to the church she was exhausted by the days events. In a single day she'd been terrified, suffocated, blinded and then left to her own thoughts in the deserted pharmacy. She'd sat there in shock for a long time, afraid that if she moved she'd start off a new round of torture-the-doctor. Eventually she'd spotted her journal a few feet away and had gotten up the courage to look through it's pages. Finding that Tonks, Andy and Lexie were okay had given her the emotional strength to head back to the church.

It was starting to get dark, but she could vaguely make out a shape on the front steps of the church in the twilight. She spotted the orange glow of a cigarette and moved faster, breaking into a run for the last bit of distance between them. "Andy!" She called out, relieved to see him.

When she reached him, she threw her arms around him and hugged him hard, feeling her eyes tear up. "I didn't think I'd ever see you again."

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brain_ninja
2009-07-22 04:39 pm UTC (link)

At the sound of Elliot's voice, Andy's head snapped up in the direction of it and he let the joint drop to the dirt road as he got quickly to his feet. He was moving toward Elliot, too, but she was moving faster and when she reached him, she threw her arms around him. Andy clung back to her like he was afraid if he let her go, she'd disappear again. One of his arms hugged tightly around her waist horizontally while the other was vertical up against her back with his hand on the back of her head.

"I didn't think I'd ever see you again, either," he admitted grimly. Part of him was so relieved that he kind of wanted to kiss her; the other half reminded him that she was just Elliot, nothing more than a friend by choice. So, instead, he held her tightly, his chin on her shoulder for a moment longer before pulling away from her and looking her over. "You okay?" he asked, his eyes scanning up and down her body in search of injuries. Not that he would be able to help her any more than she could probably help herself, but if she'd had as shitty a day as he had - and it sounded like maybe she had - then she could be too much in shock to have noticed.

Seeing Elliot right there in front of him was almost emotionally overwhelming to him. He wondered if it'd be even worse when he saw Sam or Lexie in person. While Andy'd been worried about Elliot...he hadn't watched her being murdered. Thank God it was over. He was going to cling to the idea that it really was over, especially now that Elliot was alive and standing inches away.

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