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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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brain_ninja
2009-08-01 08:25 am UTC (link)

Elliot nodded and kissed him, surprising Andy slightly. This was probably the worst time in the world for what he was pretty sure they were about to do, but Andy was ready and willing to go with it because it meant the prospect of forgetting the smell of Luna's burnt hair and the blood...all the blood. It meant potentially forgetting, just for a moment, watching Sam hacked to death; Martha stabbed; Lexie murdered before his eyes, never mind the two others he hadn't known at all. He hadn't thought he and Elliot were going to be that sort of friends, but right now, he was glad for it. It would mean pretending, just for a little while, that the rest of the day hadn't happened at all and that the only other person in the world was Elliot.

When she pulled away to take his shirt off, Andy took the chance to do the same for her, discarding it carelessly as she pushed him back on the pew. Not the most desirable place to be having at, but it probably beat the floor, he told himself as his hands ran over the bare skin of her back until one of them reached her bra clasps. With the same deft movement he'd used before, he unclasped it and moved his hand gently over the skin beneath as he continued to kiss her.

Andy's lips moved away from hers and down to her throat. Her skin was soft and he nuzzled her jaw with his nose gently before returning his mouth to hers. There was something morbidly comforting about her just then as he slid one hand into her hair. It was weird and probably wrong, but Andy was enjoying himself and slowly fading out of his disturbed and depressed funk, however warranted it may have been.

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