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Dr. Elliot Reid (frickonastick) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-07 15:48:00

Entry tags:

!shelved, andy gallagher, day 17, elliot reid, location: church

Day 17, Early Evening
Who: Elliot Reid and Andy Gallagher
What: Talking about the deaths
Where: Near the Church
When: Day 17, around 5:00ish
Rating: PG-13ish?
Status: Complete.

She wasn't sure how much more she could take. She'd just spent what felt like an eternity watching two men being cut to pieces because she couldn't make herself look away. It had gone against everything she'd been trained in as a doctor to stand by and watch unseen hands carve into them. The terror of watching it go on for hours had been enough to close up her throat and make her speechless. How could anyone do that to them? She'd tried to shut her eyes and walk away, but their screams had rooted her to the spot. They would be haunting her for a long while.

When it was over and the TV went mercifully black, Elliot had finally found it in herself to move away from the screen. She'd made her way back to the van and let herself in, shutting the doors behind her and locking them until Andy came knocking. They'd driven back to the Church with the sounds of Andy's music filling in what would've been shocked silence without it. Elliot looked down at the list that the man they were calling Doctor Smith had compiled, her finger trailing over the list of names. Ten people, murdered. She looked up at Andy as he stopped the van, studying his face.

"Andy," she said, looking over at him. She reached over and turned down the radio. "Is this what it's like here? I mean, is it always like this? Just losing one person after the other? Kim and Lexie..." She shook her head. "I can't believe anyone would do that to them. I just...I need to know if it's always like this."

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brain_ninja
2009-08-12 09:51 pm UTC (link)

Elliot looked down and Andy followed suit, bowing his head slightly as he did so. Maybe he should've lied and said something a little more hopeful. Maybe he should've at least tried to soften the blow of the words. Somehow, though, he couldn't make himself lie to her, even if he sort of wanted to.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly, brow furrowed as he looked back at her apologetically. With that, he reached over and tucked her hair behind her ear. When she put her hand on his shoulder and told him not to die on her, he nodded and smiled. "Okay. I'll hang in there, just for you," he replied, as his eyes softened even when the smile didn't right away.

Taking a deep breath, Andy let it out in a heavy sigh. "C'mon, let's get in the back; I need some sleep. You? Or at least, I need to be hidden from sight and locked away in a safe place, y'know?" he asked, nodding backward toward the back of the van.

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frickonastick
2009-08-14 10:36 pm UTC (link)

"No, it's okay," she said when he apologized. "I mean, it's not okay but I needed to hear it, you know? I'm just trying to process that this is real." She swallowed when he reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear. "You'd better," she said giving him a small smile and smoothing out an imagined wrinkle on his shirt with her hand before withdrawing it.

"Yeah," she said, agreeing with his sentiment. The worst part about this place was not knowing what was coming next. At least the van could lock up. She could feel a little safe, even if she now felt a little claustrophobic thanks to the other day's experiment. "I could sleep," she said maybe a little too forcefully, as if she was trying to convince herself. The truth was she was afraid of falling asleep now.

She locked the passenger side door and then moved to slide between the seats into the back. She moved to the left side of the van, the one she'd unconsciously considered her own at night and started smoothing out the blankets. Her stomach felt heavy with anxiety and grief and she concentrated on sliding off her shoes as she spoke. "I'm going to miss Lexie. She was..." She swallowed. "She was nice to talk to. Down to Earth. I'm going to have to keep the clinic going. She wouldn't have wanted it to be empty."

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