AUTHOR'S NOTE: Just a little something that popped into my head. I guess it's a way to deal with my anxiety over what may be ahead in the final two episodes; I fear getting the rug pulled out from under me.
It all belongs to DC Entertainment, of course.
Blood.
Too much blood.
Soaking his parka, her leathers.
Sara was pale and silent in his arms on the way to Medbay.
"Gideon, help her."
Blue light shone down. "You must pull the spike so I can cauterize the injury, on the count of three. One, two, three."
He pulled the spike. Now white light closed the deep wound, erasing it. But she was still too pale.
"Sara, don't die," he begged hoarsely, taking her hand. "I want to be a hero. But I can't do this without you."
Her fingers squeezed his weakly. "You don't have to," she whispered.
END NOTE: Haven't don'e a 100-word drabble in a long time. Hope it'll do.
Another installation of the "Lost and Found" series is in the works.