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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 07:04 am UTC (link)

Elliot's face softened as Andy asked her again to get some sleep. The way he promised not to let anything happen to her broke her heart, especially since she knew there was no way he could really keep that promise. Not in this place. Still, the fact that he was trying so hard to look out for her was touching and for a moment she thought about agreeing just to make him feel better. The thought of lying still with her eyes closed and the silence hanging around them was too much to take and she shook her head. "I'm sorry. I would if I could," she said, her voice quiet. "Maybe later."

She felt him smile against her lips and she wondered if it was just because she'd surprised him or if it was just naturally in Andy to smile about things. That was one of the things she liked most about him, how things seemed to roll off him. Not this though. This had shaken him up and she saw it in his face just as much as she felt it in her own. He reached out and brushed her hair out of her face, his fingertips brushing her cheekbone and she suddenly knew what she wanted. It wasn't the same as the other day when all she'd been able to think about was the physical need and heat. This was more about breaking out of a state of shock. She wanted to feel something other than the heavy despair and sick feeling in her gut about what had happened.

She paused, searching Andy's eyes for a moment before swallowing and letting out a small sigh. "Andy, could we just..." She wasn't sure how to finish that sentence. She pressed her lips together and then leaned forward again, kissing the corner of his mouth and then moving down to his neck. She pulled back and fixed him with a questioning look. "Please?"

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brain_ninja
2009-08-01 07:22 am UTC (link)

A small frown tugged Andy's lips downward slightly when Elliot continued to decline sleep. She sounded like she felt badly; like she thought she was letting him down and that made Andy feel badly. "Okay," he relented after a long pause. "When you're ready, I'm here." It was a promise he wanted so badly to keep that he almost believed that he could.

Elliot seemed to be looking for something in Andy's face and while he had no idea what it could be, he sat still, looking back at her, his expression open. Whatever she was looking for, he wanted to be able to give it to her if he couldn't make her feel safe enough to try to sleep. His eyebrows raised slightly with curiosity as she started her sentence and let it trail off. The feel of her lips on the corner of his mouth made Andy's eyes close and he swallowed thickly as she moved her kiss down to his neck. He let out a soft sigh and opened his eyes again as she pulled back.

Was it taking advantage if she was asking? Elliot didn't really seem like she was in a very good place emotionally for sex and honestly, Andy wasn't either, but the idea of a distraction made him think twice. It might be nice and he already knew it was good. Well, great actually. "Are you sure?" he asked quietly, looking back at her. Maybe she was onto something, after all, but he didn't want to jump on it and have her think later on that he was a creep for it.

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