A/N: Hey guys, this is just something I was playing around with. It's not quite to my usual standard but it was something I just had fun writing. Let me know what you think?
"Jon? Jon?"
Eyelids fluttering open at the sound of the voice in his ear, Johnny wearily glances around the metal box they had been trapped in since the cable had been cut.
"Yeah Lucy?" He asked softly, watching the rise and fall of D'avin's chest who was within arm's reach of him, the lack of oxygen having gotten to them all.
"You need to stay away Jon, I can't help you from here, if you fall asleep again then you might not wake up."
There was a sudden crackle on the comm line and then a sharp electronic whine as another comm came online, "Jon?"
He sat bolt upright, "Dutch, is that really you?"
There was a relieved laugh at the other end of the line, "Yeah it's me Johnny, the Lady's soldiers shouldn't be an issue for now so I'm going to get onto Lucy and come and pick you up ok?"
"Dutch it won't work, the airlocks aren't compatible."
He heard a frustrated growl from her before she took a deep breath, "Ok, then I need you to hold on just a little longer, I'm going to tow you to the nearest inhabitable surface and then we won't need compatible airlocks. Will you be ok until then?"
Deliberately ignoring just how thin and pained each breath felt he nodded resolutely, even though he knew she couldn't see it, "We've been in worse spots than this, just move quickly Dutch."
"Anything for you Jon."