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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

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!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
2009-08-01 06:10 am UTC (link)

Andy wrapped an arm around Elliot and she gave a small weary sigh. She was exhausted from the day's events, but she knew she wasn't going to be getting any sleep any time soon. The sight of Sid would haunt her, as well as the malevolent force that had taunted her and Dr. McCoy. Then there was always the chance that when she opened her eyes tomorrow she'd be somewhere else in another experiment. She shuddered as they crossed the threshold into the church and Andy led her to the front where the pews they'd slept on the night before were.

Elliot felt a new wave of tears leak from the corner of her eyes as Andy described his own experiences. She couldn't fathom what kind of people would subject other people to this kind of thing. What was the purpose? What could they possibly gain from it? Lab rats implied that there was a method to the madness. Some kind of hypothesis that was trying to be proved, but maybe they weren't lab rats at all. Maybe they were just someone's playthings. She couldn't let herself think about it. She didn't want to. She wanted to pretend like it hadn't happened, even though she knew that wasn't an option. Not when people had died not when Andy was standing in front of her looking so lost and broken.

She sunk into the seat and a moment later Andy sat beside her. She looked at him with wide unblinking eyes as he spoke, shaking her head quickly. "No," she said, reaching out for his hand. "I can't sleep. Even if I wanted to...I just couldn't."

She leaned her head on his shoulder and stared at the Christ figure on the wall. He seemed to be watching her. She shifted her gaze to Andy. "Andy, I don't know what I'd do if I'd come back and you weren't here. I mean, I don't want to sound like a stalker or like I think the other day was anything but..." She trailed off and pulled back to shake her head. After a moment's hesitation she moved forward and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Thank you."

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brain_ninja
2009-08-01 06:34 am UTC (link)

Elliot's reaction to Andy's suggestion that she get some sleep was unsurprising, but he could tell that she needed it. "Elliot..." he said in a soft almost pleading tone. "You have to try. I will not let anything happen to you. You have my word. You sleep, I'll be right here; you can keep watch for me in the morning and I'll play nocturnal for the day, okay? Please," he said seriously.

The idea of Elliot staying up all night whether out of fear or over-exhaustion didn't sit well with him at all. He was her buddy; he'd do it right this time. If it killed him, he'd stay up for the night and keep her safe, but for his own peace of mind, he need Elliot to sleep. Beside that, if she was sleeping, he could really and truly grieve Luna without feeling awkward or guilty about it for doing so in front of her more than he already had.

Sighing, Andy rubbed Elliot's arm absently as she leaned her head on his shoulder and stared at the wall. His eyes, too, were on the crucifix as she spoke. Without looking away from the crucifix, he nodded. "It's okay," he replied. "I know it wasn't anything and I know how you feel; I came back and you weren't here," he said softly.

Andy only looked up when he felt Elliot pull away and he shifted his eyes to look over at her. In spite of himself, he smiled weakly against Elliot's lips when she kissed him. "You're welcome, although I'm not sure what for," he admitted quietly, brushing some of her hair out of her face with one hand and looking sympathetically back at her. He paused and looked down then. "You really do need to try to sleep, gorgeous," he said softly.

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