Ok, so my first attempt at Fanfic for 16 or so years. It's gonna be shaky, but hopefully I'll find my feet again! Thanks to Lisa for her gentle shove, and of course for sharing an awesome name ;)
This chapter came about from my futile attempts at trying to sleep, regardless of my pathetic few hours sleep the morning before. Ironically, I've had a class or so of Semillon to help me sleep (and no, I'm not normally a drinker but desperation got the better of me! Not that I condone it!), but if there are any grammatical/spelling errors you'll know why ;)
This story follows on from the Talkin' Trash episode. It will make more sense if you have seen it, but I'm sure you can probably piece it together if you've not. Of course, it is a Wheeler and Linka story ;)
In my attempts to sleep a hauntingly beautiful song kept replaying mercilessly in my head that obviously screamed for attention. So it is this song that partly inspires this story; Soon We'll Be Found by Sia
Of course I don't hold any rights to CP yadda yadda yadda ;)
Let's not fight I'm tired, can't we just sleep tonight
Don't turn away, it's just there's nothing left here to say
Turn around I know we're lost but soon we'll be found
Chapter 1 – Where to from here?
Sleep evades him, though he is physically and mentally drained. His mind is stretched thin, replaying the tumultuous events that took place merely days ago, his high emotions leading him there.
He rolls onto his back, kicking away the sheets in resigned frustration and stares at the ceiling of his hut. Clasping his hands behind his head he watches a stray cobweb float lazily from a beam, free and careless. An image of a blonde flashes before his eyes and he shuts them, grunting in frustration. He rolls over onto his side, digging his arm beneath his pillow and hugging it comfortingly to his head. Staring at him from his bedside table is another blonde. He pans the photograph in the half light, letting his eyes finally rest on those green ones, sparking and smiling at the camera, at him. A small, lopsided smile creeps over his face as he relives the moment. The photo was taken a little while ago when things seemed much simpler and not so serious. He recalls the day from memory easily.
It's warm and breezy; the Planeteers are enjoying some downtime on Hope Island. Gi suggests they take a photo so she can send a copy to her parents, and as a reminder for the small group of the fun they've shared together. Wheeler embraces Gi and Linka with each arm, hugging them close to him, grinning cheekily for the camera. Kwame flashes an easy smile, his elbow resting on Gi's shoulder, her free arm encircling his waist. Linka rests an arm around Ma-Ti's shoulder maternally, her other hugging Wheelers waist. It took several attempts before a decent photo was taken of everyone beaming at the camera. Wheeler takes the opportunity to "accidentally" loosen his hold from Linka's waist, brushing her pert rear. She frowns slightly at him, but he flashes his charming smile, with a look of innocence in his eyes and raises his eyebrows in question. She rolls her eyes at him, but smiles and hoists his arm back to her waist with a shake of her head. He poses for the next photo, drawing the girls to him once more, raising his hands and his eyebrows in innocence, yet the cheeky grin remains on his face.
He sighs again and blinks the memory away. It seemed like the days of innocent and careless flirting were up as he frowned in recollection of the recent events... Where to from here?
A/N - ok short chapter I know, but I really am quite tired and given that I don't drink often am rather listless and sleepy now. I hope that wasn't too painful and you'll stick around to see it unfold. Let me know how I've done so far - like I said, it's been a while since I've done this, so I'm a bit outta touch! I've already started writing the next chapter, but I'm a bit stuck due to this hazy cloud sitting over me, so will give it a break until I get some sleep, finish my assignments and get some creative juices flowing (ok, ew...remind me not to mention that again)
