Spoilers: Hello, Goodbye
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Okay, this idea's been nagging me since I saw the transfusion scene in HG… and I finally decided to write it down cuz it was just so damn distracting.
All in the Blood
Scene: In a hospital room, Logan lies in bed while Joshua is hooked up to an I.V., giving him a transfusion. Joshua touches Logan's face.
Joshua: Logan'll get better now.
[As his blood continues to cycle into Logan, Joshua finds his eyes drifting closed. Though he fights it, eventually he slumps over, asleep.]
Scene: Logan, dressed in a tux, stands in the middle of a ballroom decorated with bright white lights. Music plays softly in the background.
Logan: (smiles) Valse Triste. (begins to look about the room expectantly)
[Suddenly, another figure appears behind him, one dressed in a gorgeous white gown, brown hair piled up elegantly.]
Logan: (turns and spots the figure) Ma—Joshua?
Joshua: (looking very confused and timid) Logan? You better now? (looks around at the room, and then at his clothes) This is pretty whack.
Logan: Joshua, what… what are you doing here?
Joshua: Uh, Max need help, make you better. Max call Alec, Alec not show up. Max come get Joshua. Joshua make you better, with transfusion.
Logan: (nods slowly, understanding beginning to dawn) Transfusion. Right. (glances down at their clothes) Still, that doesn't explain the tux. (gives Joshua a funny look) And it really doesn't explain the dress, or the hair. At least you're not wearing makeup. (lets out a sigh) Well, I don't get what we're supposed to be doing here. I mean, it made plenty of sense last time, with Max, but…
Joshua: You been here before?
Logan: Yeah, with Max, when I needed a transfusion once before. She was supposed to be leaving Seattle, but she came back when she found out I was in the hospital. Hooked me up with some of that transgenic blood. This was before the whole virus thing.
Joshua: (nods) Virus bitch going down. (then suddenly a look of horror overcomes his face and he leaps away from Logan) No get busy! Joshua and Logan no get busy! Max and Logan get busy.
Logan: Relax Joshua. You and I are not going to (coughs) 'get busy'. I don't know why we're here, but nothing like that's going to happen. Besides, me and Max never… got busy… either. We just danced.
Joshua: (looking considerably relieved, moves a bit closer to Logan) Danced?
Logan: Yeah, um, you know, to the music.
Joshua: (lifts his head, noticing the music for the first time) Music… (grins, then laughs) Music!
Logan: (smiles) Yeah, music.
Joshua: (grabs Logan's arm with both hands) Dance to music?
Logan: Yeah, that's the general idea. Oh! You want me to show you how?
Joshua: (nods eagerly) Show me how.
Logan: (looking very uncomfortable) Um, well, I don't know… I mean, how are we going to…? (stops and looks into Joshua's pleading face) Oh, alright. (sighs) It's not like we have anything else to do.
Joshua: (gives a wide grin and balls his fists) Yes! Logan show Joshua how to dance to music!
[Logan shuffles about, trying to get into the right position. He stares at his feet, adjusting them slightly, then puts up his hands.]
Logan: Now, how are we going to…?
[Logan extends one hand and Joshua copies. They place their hands together.]
Logan: Um, like this, I guess…
[Logan fumbles about with the other hand, putting it Joshua's waist, then his back, but finally settles for his upper arm.]
Logan: Okay, just follow my lead.
[Slowly, the pair begins to move to the music, Joshua following Logan's lead.]
Logan: Ouch! Watch your feet!
Joshua: Sorry.
Logan: (mumbles) That's okay.
[They continue moving slowly to the music, and finally they have a sort of rhythm developed.]
Joshua: Joshua and Logan, dance to music.
Logan: Yep, that's what we're doing.
[Logan winces as Joshua accidentally steps on his toes again.]
Logan: (sighs) Couldn't have gotten some sensible shoes, could you?
Joshua: Shoes pinch Joshua's feet.
Logan: Yeah, I bet. But you have to admit, they look pretty nice.
Joshua: (nods) Joshua's shoes pretty.
[Scene fades out…]
I don't think any amount of justification would explain this. Anyway, I'd love to hear what you thought. Perhaps someone out there shares in my insanity.