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skipped3rdgrade (skipped3rdgrade) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-10 11:51:00

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!complete, andy gallagher, day 18, lexie grey, location: in town, open

Day 18, 10:21 AM
Who: Lexie Grey and OTA
What: Wandering around in a big, yellow rain coat
Where: In town, nearest landmark the Pharmacy
When: Day 18, 10:21 AM
Rating: It's Lexie, PG is probably safe

Status: Active

Lexie Grey had been dropped off at the gym at approximately 4:20AM. It'd taken her that long to gather her senses and realize just where she was - which was no longer in that apartment with people she either barely knew or was out and out afraid of. Instead, she had been dropped off in the woods with everyone else; whom she very expeditiously serperated from. So, it wasn't safe to be alone? Well, she'd take her chances. Sure, Sarah Jane at least seemed nice enough. The rest of them? Flipping creepy. Well, except Ianto. Ianto was at least personable, too.

Lexie had slipped into the gym, feeling like a ghost. She'd managed past the cots and down the hall whisper quiet, peaking into her room to see Dean there, asleep. He hadn't been sleeping so she thought it best not to wake him; it wouldn't be right. No, she'd talk to him soon enough, time to let the poor guy rest. It was enough that he was in fact all right. Everyone else in the sleepy town? Well, something told her that Dean wouldn't be sleeping if all wasn't quiet on the western wall.

So, she was back out the main door and on her way to the pharmacy. She needed to stock up on some things. And then it started to rain. Ridiculously. Making a beeline for the thrift shop she wandered the aisles. No umbrellas. However, she did find a bright yellow slicker, kind of like the sort of thing the Gordon's fisherman wore and she pulled it on, immediately wincing as the smell of old rubber hit her senses. It smelt bad, and she cuild even taste it as it clung to her tongue. Wonderful. It was better than being wet, she supposed.

Back out the door, a pharmacy basket in the crook of her arm as she started down the path in the direction of the gym once more.

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brain_ninja
2009-08-10 09:46 pm UTC (link)

It occurred to Andy, in spite of the fact that it was the last thing he really should've been or wanted to be thinking about, that he and Elliot had been not only using one another to cope with the bad things surrounding them...but they hadn't exactly been safe about it. Or smart. He wasn't going to mention it to her, so much as just head down to the pharmacy and hope like hell he could find something to remedy said situation, be it condoms or birth control pills. The last, last, last thing either of them needed was for Andy to accidentally knock the hot doc up in the process of forgetting their troubles for a little while.

So, after handing off the fucking surveys and stuffing his car keys into his dirty jeans pocket, leaving Elliot locked in the van and letting her know that if she needed him, he had his journal, and she knew how to reach him; he wouldn't go far. He'd have to see if he could find a candy bar or two or something just so that it didn't look like his whole purpose for showing up at the pharmacy was for...well. Contraceptives. Shit, that felt awkward to even think about. Elliot was his friend. That was all. They'd established that. Maybe it was better if he just looked around, grabbed what he could, and hoped that neither of them felt miserable enough to need them.

He was nearly there when he noticed the raincoat and smirked a little to himself in spite of everything. "Hey, you're gonna sweat bullets in that thing, you know," he called out to the person in question as he ran a hand over his wet hair. Funny how drizzle built up in such a way that it felt like rain in his hair even when it wasn't. He couldn't see the person's face, as their back was to him, but he could kind of go as far as to assume it was a woman, at least based on the build. Unless it was that L guy; Andy got the impression that that dude was puny, even if he'd never met him in person. "It's not that wet out," he added, joking.

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-08-10 10:35 pm UTC (link)

"On the road again, I can't wait to be on the road again," Lexie was humming fairly cheerfully to herself when she heard a familiar voice behind her. "Wet on the inside, wet on the outside..." Lexie shrugged, turning around with a wide grin for Andy.

"Besides, are there people who haven't wanted to wear an honest to goodness yellow slicker at some time in their life, seriously?" Lexie couldn't help but be in a good mood - everyone was here and they were safe and life went on pretty much as it had the day before. Sorry, folks, she wasn't going to let the whole captivity thing get her down. No, it was another day inside the glass box; and maybe if she bucked the trend they'd kick her out for being a bad follower or something.

"How's that van of yours?" She asked, shifting the blue basket from one arm to the other. No, Andy, she didn't know she was supposed to be dead.

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brain_ninja
2009-08-10 10:50 pm UTC (link)

The voice caught Andy off guard and he stopped walking. As she turned toward him, Andy blinked and swallowed thickly. "Holy shit..." he croaked, voice cracking. In a bit of a daze, Andy took a few steps toward Lexie and even as she went on talking, he reached out and touched her arm as she shifted the basket. His hand was quickly retracted and he gaped back at her for a moment.

Then, he pulled her into a hug. "Shit, it's really you, Doc. I thought you--I heard you were--shit, you're really right here!" he gasped. It occurred to him then, that he'd have to let Sam know as soon as possible. If Doc Lex was alive, then Shannon might be, too. And he should let Elliot know, too; she'd been upset by Lexie's death just as much as Andy had been, if not maybe more.

Finally, Andy pulled away and stared back at her, an incredulous, dumbfounded smile on his face. "Goddamn, Lexie, I never thought I'd see you again. You okay?" he asked, even as he could see that, by the grin she'd been sporting, she was probably more than fine.

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-08-10 11:21 pm UTC (link)

"I know, awesome, right?" She twirled in the giant yellow coat. "I didn't think anybody actually made these..." She was grinning at him even as he reached out and poked her. Though, the grin faltered as he yanked her into a hug. "Easy there, tiger," she teased. "You alright?" she asked over him, shaking her head as she settled back down from her toes to her heels.

"It's me, why wouldn't it be?" Another shift of that basket, the hood being pushed back. "Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated," Lexie smirked - she was joking even if you weren't. "Yeah, whole bunch of us spent yesterday in a bunker apartment thing... showers and food..." She chewed her lip a second. "Worried about you all, though. Couldn't help but wonder what was going to you all if we got to hang out in a place with showers and clean sheets..."

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brain_ninja
2009-08-10 11:29 pm UTC (link)

"I'm fine," he replied quickly, looking back at her, still slightly dazed. "It's just that yesterday..." he paused then, unable to make himself say it. What mattered was, Sam had been right with his hope - it hadn't been anything more than the same trick played on he and Jim a few days previous in the panic room. Relief flooded through Andy so quickly it nearly knocked the breath out of him entirely.

She said that a bunch of them had been in a bunker. The twinge of jealousy that came with hearing about showers and food was quickly pushed aside in favor of his grave curiosity. "Ten of you, maybe?" he asked. "You, a woman named Sarah Jane Smith, a plain sort of looking girl with brown hair named Merope; a blonde chick named Shannon...among others?" he tried. Maybe if she'd been on the screen dying but had been in a bunker, everyone else on the screens dying hadn't really died at all, either.

Taking a deep breath, Andy let it out in a short huff. "We were fine, save the fact that we watched ten people dying yesterday on screens all over town," he said slowly. "You among them," he added softly, furrowing his brow.

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-08-10 11:44 pm UTC (link)

Andy started to say something and Lexie's head tilted a little as she listened. "Yesterday?" she prompted; but, it seemed like Andy's mind was already off on something else entirely. "Yeah, ten of us. Sarah Jane, Ianto.. Crazy red eyed dude..." She looked away. "Though, when we came back not everyone did... a blonde girl..." Sorry, she'd never learned Shannon's name. She let it hang there a moment. "We were all dropped off in the woods. Maybe she woke up before everyone else and went back where she'd stayed?" Look at that Lexie Grey, always an optimist.

"Watched us die?" Her smile dropped a little. "Like.. really die?" How was that even possible she kept repeating in her head. Sorry brain mouth filter has been disabled, "How is that even possible?" Lexie blinked a lot... "Dean..." she breathed. "He said that if anything happened..." Her face went pale. That Winchester had not been in good shape to start with when she'd been taken; not at all. "Oh god," she pulled up her basket as her brow furrowed a bit. "He wasn't right... when I last saw him," she couldn't elaborate.

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brain_ninja
2009-08-10 11:56 pm UTC (link)

Andy's brow furrowed slightly when Lexie said that one of the ten didn't wake up in the woods with them that morning. A blonde one. Andy's heart sank. Kim. It had to be Kim, because Shannon had been hanging around since Day One, as far as he knew, and he was pretty sure he was the only person in the whole of the damn place who hadn't met her face to face. Kim had only been there for a week and she'd been either with Elliot and himself or Edward, to Andy's knowledge. Lexie had been injured during the earthquake, so she wouldn't have tended to Kim. "Maybe..." he said quietly, making a mental note to make a pitstop at the theater, where he thought maybe she and Edward were staying, to see if Kim was still alive and well.

"Yeah, watched you die. Like, really die," he said with a frown. "I didn't see you; I heard your name mentioned. I saw Merope and Sarah Jane," he admitted. He didn't want to think about it; the mental images would come back and that was probably the last thing Andy wanted right then. "I don't know how, I just know what I saw and what Elliot saw and what other people wrote that they'd seen," he responded.

It took a bit of effort for Andy not to cringe at the mention of Dean. Of course she'd have been more worried about the elder Winchester than Andy himself, but then again, Andy wasn't fucking her. If Dean wasn't, Andy would've given up his left nut in defeat; he was positive they were screwing by now. Lexie was being cryptic, anyway, and Andy wasn't really sure what to make of what she was saying. "Wasn't right...?" he asked, furrowing his brow. "I'm sure he's fine, Lex; I saw his writing around yesterday. Sam was writing a lot too - I got a private message from him; I'd be really damn surprised if he and Dean didn't talk in private as well," he pointed out in an effort to console her. It was half-assed because he was jealous, but he tried.

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-08-11 12:05 am UTC (link)

Lexie shook her head. That was just too flippin' weird to even think about. The idea that anybody had watched her kick the bucket made her stomach turn. To watch someone die? Watching anyone die? She thought it could be like a trainwreck; but, to literally see someone suffer? Lexie swallowed hard, trying to shift her thoughts elsewhere. Please don't tell me they've made us all into the sort of monsters who watch people die and don't do anything...

She worked to steady herself there, pushing both arms under the metal bar that served as a handle for the basket as she looked down into the assortment of pharmaceuticals she'd taken from the store. She'd even got Dean's sleeping pills this time. He'd just rounded out the top three people she'd trusted : himself, Dean and Sam. They were all OK; or at least she hoped they were OK.

"He was saying all this weird stuff.. about how they'd done surgeries on him while he was awake," she said this quietly not looking up from her basket. She hadn't told anyone else, Dean, and she knew she could trust Andy with it. She needed to tell someone. "He broke down... Saying crazy things... things that didn't make any sense at all," she shook her head, pushing the thoughts away. "I'm sorry," she looked up again. "I'm really glad you're OK too, Andy," her smile there was genuine if a bit distracted.

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brain_ninja
2009-08-11 12:15 am UTC (link)

Andy swallowed thickly at Lexie's response. Dean had told her that they'd done surgeries on him while he'd been awake? That had really happened? Andy's stomach turned. Elliot had watched surgeries done on two men while they'd been awake; screaming in pain. If it had happened to Dean...maybe it had happened to those two men. Andy didn't want to think about the possibility.

With a dismissive wave, Andy shook his head. He didn't want Lexie's pity; if she'd seen the jealousy on his face, it was his own fault, but he didn't want her to patronize him because she felt badly about it. She couldn't help that she was more interested in Dean than Andy, just as much as neither Andy nor Dean could help it that Dean was taller and better looking. That was just life. He'd get over it eventually; he always did. "No worries," he responded with a ghost of a smile. "I'm just fuckin' stoked to see you alive, Doc, Jesus; I thought you were really dead. I hadn't seen you in forever anyway..."

And for that, Andy was sorry. He wasn't sure he should say it, because maybe his having missed her for so many days was less about his lack of commitment to his friends in the wake of Elliot's phantom hormones and the appearance of his beloved van - among other things - and more about Lexie's feigned interest in having him around. Or, maybe less feigned interest in him and raging interest in someone else. Maybe Andy had just fallen to the wayside in the wake of something exciting and new with someone Lexie had found herself enamoured. That was fine and it wasn't anything new. Andy had plenty of sins in the past couple of days, so he couldn't rightfully call his pining for Lexie loyal anyway. It was only fair, he supposed, even if he sort of hated it.

What she had to say about Dean was none of Andy's business and he didn't think it was his place to speculate nor was it his place to judge. He'd keep his mouth shut about it; pretend he'd never heard it. Dean'd probably kick his fucking ass anyway if he tried to show any sort of compassion by letting Sam in on what he'd just heard. Better if it was water under the bridge that Lexie had told. "Probably just stress, Doc," he said sympathetically. That much was sincere; Andy knew stress all too well, especially these days. "He's probably fine," he tried to reassure her again.

"C'mon, you should get out of the rain," he said, putting a hand on the small of her back and guiding her forward. "I'll walk you back, if you want," he offered, more for his own benefit than for hers, if he was honest.

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-08-11 09:33 pm UTC (link)

Where did that wave come from? Lexie couldn't help but be a little shocked. That bit about being happy you were alright, Gallagher? That had been genuine. Quickly, Lexie stifled that bit of confusion, shaking her head and offering a shrug. "I got really caught up..." in taking care of Dean. "I saw you wrote a couple of times. I've just been so tired I've been useless." No, Andy, she wasn't staying up with Dean hanging his brains out. No, she'd been up with Dean trying to hold him together and trying to cope with the weird things he'd say.

Lexie looked away. She felt like she was sticking her foot in it; in Dean's trust and in her mouth when it came to talking with Andy. From the looks he kept passing along she felt like she was saying something wrong. Almost like she'd forgotten his birthday. Had she? To his quip about stress and Dean probably being fine she just looked away. She knew he wasn't fine. She'd seen the look on his face.

"Oh, rain schmain. Who cares about it when you have a bright yellow raincoat to keep you dry," her smile flickered back to life as she plugged her brain in to someplace else that didn't involve trying to understand where Andy was coming from. "Hey, if you're going my way I'd be glad for the company." She was already letting trailing steps head in the general direction of the Gym.

"How's that awesome van of yours, anyway?"

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brain_ninja
2009-08-12 09:25 pm UTC (link)

The shrug Lexie gave told Andy pretty much everything he felt he needed to know, but then coupled with the fact that she said she'd been caught up - the way her voice trailed off and she moved onto the next excuse was not lost on him - and that she had seen he'd written and hadn't written back to him... Well, Andy was pretty sure he was nestled firmly in the friend zone and on a backburner at that. He ignored all of that in favor of shaking his head and giving her a small smile. "Hey, hey, it's cool; I'm just glad to see you alive," he said sincerely.

When Lexie looked away, Andy did, too, tilting his head slightly as he looked over her shoulder distractedly and scratched the back of his head, clearing his throat. Why were things so weird all of a sudden? Maybe he'd secretly seen it playing out differently in his head than it was happening in reality, him seeing Lexie again...if he found her again. Maybe it was just that he had secretly been blurring the lines between friendship and who knew what else with Elliot because he hadn't had any real reason not to. Whatever it was, he hated it.

A smirk crossed Andy's lips at her response about the rain and his hand fell away from her back. "Fair point," he agreed. "You make that look good, by the way," he teased. Following along, Andy shrugged. "I wasn't, but I could be," he told her with a smile. "We've got some catching up to do, anyway. And the van...is glorious; you should see it," he replied with a grin. You should stay in it, he thought but didn't say.

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-08-14 03:04 pm UTC (link)

It was a helpless shrug, she couldn't help it. Things had turned strange and she didn't understand it. They were friends, right? Friends, so what had she missed? Why did she feel like she'd said something she shouldn't have? He shook his head with a small smile and whlie his tone sounded sincere, was there something else she was supposed to say aside from the Thanks," that came out quietly as she let herself be lead down the road.

Andy's hand fell away and Lexie was an odd mixture of relieved and disheartened. She'd been so busy taking care of Dean that she'd almost forgotten what it was like to be taken care of. She should really thank you, Andy. Really.

"I know, right?" She grinned at him, pushing her hair back from her face and shifting that big old hood so that it all pooled into it. "I'd like that," she said sincerely. It was Andy's home, he'd said. He lived in that van at home; it was like her showing him her room in Meredith's attic, or that damned crap-partment. It was like having home in this prison; she could only imagine what that comfort felt like.

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brain_ninja
2009-08-18 01:56 am UTC (link)

Andy couldn't quite put his finger on it, but there seemed to be something different about the way Lexie grinned. It seemed, for the first time maybe, to be genuine. Maybe that last experiment had been exactly what Lexie needed. Actually, the more he thought about it, the more Andy thought it was. Lexie had been so busy trying to keep her strong disposition in the face of awful things, trying to make it look like deep down she was okay when she wasn't, he thought, that maybe the experiment in which she'd been stuck in the bunker apartment, able to actually eat and shower - and from the sounds of it, get a good night's rest - had been all she needed to relax just a little. It was nice to see a genuine grin.

All Andy could think about as he looked back at her, even as he tried to ignore it, was how much more beautiful it made her look. He'd probably never have the balls to say it out loud to her face, but it made him smile back at her anyway.

Lexie said she'd like to see the van and Andy felt an almost ridiculous swell of pride in his chest. Even if it looked kind of like a bad wannabe love nest, it was comfortable; it was home. It would be like taking Lexie back to his place, because really...that's exactly what he'd be doing. Nodding in the direction from which he'd come, Andy made a mental note to hit up the pharmacy later. "Come on, I'll show you and then I'll drive you back to the gym, if you want. Save you the walk," he suggested.

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-09-01 02:06 am UTC (link)

Lexie's smile was usually pretty genuine only because she'd never learned to fake one properly. Some people from birth knew how to smile when they felt absolutely terrible - Lexie Grey was not one of those people. She also couldn't say she wasn't hungry when she really was; but, that was another problem entirely.

When Andy smiled back it made her feel a little bit better; as if the awkwardness was melting away and maybe they could get back to being friends. Had they stopped being friends? Maybe things had just gone on the road of odd and now they were back on track to normal. Yeah, that sounded good.

"Yeah?" She smiled to his offer, shifting the basket she was carrying from one hand to the other. "Sounds great," she smiled, turning a bit in the direction he'd indicated. "It's not too much trouble, right?"

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brain_ninja
2009-09-02 08:30 pm UTC (link)

Smiling back, Andy nodded. "Yeah? Yeah, cool," he replied when she said it sounded great. Andy wondered fleetingly if it might get weird again if Elliot happened to be in the van still when he and Lexie got there, but he tried not to consider it too deeply. She might have gone off, by now. Yeah, she probably had, right? Elliot would've had other things to do than sit around in his van all day. Like...eat. Or something.

"No, no trouble, are you kidding?" he laughed as he started off slowly, to make it easy for her to keep up with him. "Like it's trouble walking you back to my van and driving you to the gym," he said with a hint of amused and playful sarcasm.

Taking a deep breath and letting it out in a quick huff, Andy's brows raised slightly and he looked back at her, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "So, while we were all standing around either watching you all die on TV screens or looking for ways to find where you were to save you, you all were just, what? Chillin' with some real food and beds? Lame, Lex. Totally lame," he joked. There it was; now Andy, at least, was back into the comfortable swing of things with Lexie. That was a start, at least.

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