Keeping your enemies close
Authors note: Yay I've finished my coursework. So I can now get back to writing fan fic.
I started thinking about this idea after I wrote In the Shadows. But I wasn't ready to run with it until now.
Disclaimer: Ok I know I don't own Sliders. If I had Jerry would have be in my office and (more importantly on my desk) more times than he was on set! I would have begged Sabrina to stay. And if I had been stupid enough to bring in Maggie's character, she wouldn't have gone near Quinn without Wade giving her an ass kickin! (Please no complaints from Maggie fans. I need to vent my frustration somehow)
ON WITH THE STORY
Wade was running! She didn't know how long she had been, but she knew it was long enough. Her body ached! Her legs hurt! And it felt like this corridor went on forever.Above her all she could hear was the ear piercing sirens, telling the guards that she'd escaped. All of a sudden the sirens stopped and everything went dark.
Wade froze! Listening for something, anything. But she heard or felt nothing. Not until a strong pair of hands pulled her into the light. And then she saw his face. And those blue eyes.
"Quinn," she cried, jumping into his arms. But he wouldn't hold her. He just stood motionless. Wade pulled back and gasped! Quinn's face had altered. His sparkling blue eyes had transformed to one's that possessed a stony expression. Quinn had changed. Changed into a Kromagg.
And Wade woke up screaming!
Wade woke up screaming. She was screaming so loud, that she woke Quinn who was sleeping beside her.
"Shh," he soothed pulling her close. "It's alright Wade. I'm here baby. I'm here,"
Quinn held her tightly, wanting to shield her from the nightmares that had been plaguing her since he had rescued her. That was well over a year ago and they didn't seem to be easing up. It hurt him seeing her so distressed without any ability to stop it. He loved her so much and felt helpless. Just like he had when he found out she'd been taken.
And now that she was pregnant the dreams seemed to be getting worse.
"Wade, please talk to me. Tell me about these dreams," he asked "Talking about them might make them go away,"
"It… It always feels so real," she cried clinging tightly to him "I'm back there Quinn. I'm back at the camp,"
"Wade look at me," he whispered softly putting his hands on her face "You're not there honey. You're here with me and I promise you'll never be back there," she gave him a sad smile "We've started a new life now. Nobody knows who we are. There's no threat. We can have a normal life. You, me…" he placed one of his hands on her swelling stomach "..and little Max,"
Wade dried her eyes "I know. I'm sorry Quinn. Your right I'm just being silly,"
"You're not being silly sweetheart. Nobody could blame you for feeling this way," he reassured her "Try to sleep honey. I'm right here,"
Wade settled back down praying that she would no longer be plagued by her memories. Even if it was only for one night.
When Quinn woke the next morning he was alone. Making his way downstairs he found Wade preparing breakfast. He stood in the doorway taking in her beautiful sight. She was even more stunning at eight months pregnant. She was so busy buttering toast as she softly sang along with the radio that she didn't feel his strong arms encircle her.
"What are you after?" she asked grinning.
"What am I always after?"
"Well something that at eight months pregnant I may no longer be able to provide," she teased turning in his arms to face him.
Quinn stole a quick kiss "Dirt track mind Wade. I meant a cuddle,"
She eyed him sceptically.
"Although if you think you could manage it!" he grinned wickedly.
"Sit down and eat your breakfast," she laughed placing a plate on the table.
While Quinn sat eating his breakfast Wade carried on cleaning up the kitchen. "What you got planned for today?" Quinn asked chewing away at his food.
"I'm off with Scarlet to look for a pram,"
"I thought you were gonna wait for me to get off work tonight to do that,"
"Shops shut at one Quinn, It's half day closing. It's fine, Scarlet offered," She smiled, carrying on with the task at hand. "Don't forget to pick me up from hers at three-thirty, we've got a hospital appointment remember,"
"Sure.."
"Wade! Wade!" The whispering was getting louder. Wade looked franticly around her cell, searching madly for the voice that was calling her.
"What the hell am I doing?" she sighed shaking her head "I'm searching for a voice in a cell too small for a mouse to hide,"
"Squeak, Squeak!" the voice laughed.
"Alright whose there?" Wade asked frustrated. "Come on show yourself. I'm not playing games,"
The response she got was one of laughter "The games haven't started yet Wade. But they will soon enough,"
