Re: Open to: Jack/Nine
At some point her legs gave way and she sank to the ground, pulling whoever was holding her with her. The sobs showed no sign of letting up, even as she gasped and shook, still trying to claw her way free, as futile as the gesture was. There was no point. The Cage was closed, nothing more than a patch of dusty grass again. No sign that two of the most important people in her life had been ripped away.
Part of her knew she should find people, and she became slowly aware of just who was holding her, recognizing the coat sleeve around the arm holding her back. Jack. The moment she realized it, it was as though the fight had left her body and she turned in his arms, letting the tears flow as she buried her face in his shoulder and clung to him with all she had, sobbing until there were just no tears left in her.
"We need... we should..." The words were mumbled into his shoulder, and barely coherent as her voice shook. "Find people... The Doctor...Guy... Becker?" God, where were any of them? Had they seen? Were they alive? "We have to get them back, we have to, Jack, tell me we'll get them back."