This plot bunny's been nudging me. Been playing this in my head for quite sometime.
A/N: Everything belongs Shane Brennan and CBS.
It felt like an elephant was tap dancing across his chest. His left leg was pinned under something really heavy. He frequently had to blink rapidly to clear his vision. He kept seeing three of everything. He couldn't move his body; every time he tried, he felt a white hot stabbing to the left side of his torso. It made a disgusting squelching noise.
Coughing badly, he lifted his head trying to locate the rest of his team through the swirling haze of plaster and dust.
"Kensi? Call-len? S-Sam?" he started coughing again as some of the airborne particles went down the wrong way. He let his head fall back on the ground, and closed his eyes. He wasn't quite sure what had happened. Did he fall through the ground?
He could almost hear his breaths rattling in his chest. Something stung his cheek, and he sure felt something slowly trailing down his right temple.
None of the scenarios gave any hope to Marty Deeks.
He opened his eyes in alarm as something banged loudly. As he saw it, he felt all his air leave his lungs.
it couldn't be happening...
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