Title: Beside Myself
Author: OXBastetXO
Rating: K
Archive: Please ask first
Status: Complete
Category: Drama/Angst
Summary: Being beside yourself isn't just figure of speech when it comes to Glitch.
Spoilers: None
Sequel/Season: After the Series
Authors Note: I don't own them, Scifi does. I'm just borrowing them for while and promise to give them back when I'm done, though I might just keep Glitch/Ambrose and Cain little longer ;-)
Beside Myself
By
OXBastetXO
Glitch stared into the jar filled with green goo at...well...himself.
"So, here we are. I am. The both of us." He blinked, trying to wrap his misfiring brain around the concept and failing miserably.
A faint rustle from the doorway caught his attention and he glanced over, warmth rising to his cheeks as he saw Raw standing in the doorway.
"I guess, you caught me talking to myself," he said wryly.
"Glitch worried," Raw said, walking over to stand beside the man.
"Worried? Who me?" Glitch fired back, trying to put on an air of nonchalance. Worry flashed across his expressive face. "Should I be?' he asked in alarm.
Raw smiled warmly. "Raw not worried. Not think Glitch should worry either."
Glitch breathed a loud sigh of relief. "Oh, good." His eyes drifted back to the partial brain floating in the jar in the center of the aptly named "Brain Room". He frowned at the damaged organ and then he looked at Raw. "That's me in there. Well, part of me."
The viewer nodded. "Raw know."
Glitch opened his mouth and then shut it and opened it again and shut it. "That's me in there. Well, part of me," he informed Raw again.
"Yes, Raw know. Brain in jar Ambrose."
"Yeah, Ambrose, me." Glitch stared at the brain and started to chew on his thumbnail.
"Ambrose worry Glitch. Glitch worry that friends not like Ambrose." His tone softened. "Worry DG not like Ambrose."
"Yeah," Glitch answered absently and then a deep blush crept across his pale cheeks. He sputtered a bit and then sagged. "What if I don't like me?" he asked softly.
Raw moved closer to the smaller man. "What make you is here, " he said, tapping Glitch on his chest, above his heart. "Not there," Raw said, tapping Glitch's forehead. "Friends like man here," he said, tapping Glitch's chest again. "D.J. like man here," he said gently. "Ambrose good man. Glitch not worry."
Glitch sighed. "I hope so." A smile broke across his face. "You know. Right now. You could say I'm really beside myself."
Raw gave a rumbling chuckle. "Yes, Glitch beside self." He gave a tug on the smaller man's worn coat sleeve. "Come. D.J. send Raw after Glitch. Queen want to talk to everyone."
Glitch gave one last long look at his brain. Soon, his marbles would be where they were supposed to be and…well…then they would be where they were supposed to be. He turned and followed the viewer.