Title: Interlude
Author: Falcon Horus
Rating: Teens
Summary: A brief interlude into two people's lives, one talking about the other.
Disclaimer: Stargate Atlantis and its characters aren't mine and will never be mine. But the characters that Kate, my muse, came up with are mine.
Archive: ask and ye will receive...
Author's notes: No idea where it came from, no bunny that claims the idea as its own. I wrote this in record time (not so difficult since it isn't long). Feedback is greatly appreciated.
Everybody calls her the guardian-angel of their emotional sanity. I just call her Katherine, though sometimes she doesn't like me calling her that.
They all go to her with their fears, insecurities, nightmares ... Seeking comfort, seeking hope. But I don't. I remember my brother telling me his nightmare, ending with me not sleeping three nights in a row. I don't want to add my own fears, insecurities or nightmares to those she's already carrying.
They all go to her but where does she go? I sometimes find her talking to Carson, a defeated look on her face and pain filling her shiny blue orbs. But when she notices me walking in or waiting for her, the defeat and pain are quickly replaced with a false façade of joy and happiness. I never say anything but she and I both know that when the sun sets that same façade will falter and her true feelings will surface.
I watch her sleep, restless. There is fear and pain visible on her face. She's murmuring softly, fending off an enemy I can't see. She's in agony and I can't help her ... yet. I know better than to wake her. I did so the first time around and she had not been ready to wake up, hurting me pretty badly with her flailing arms. I wait for her to wake up screaming, eyes wide with mortal fear. She will push me away but I won't let her. And then she will no longer resist and I will sooth her fears, her insecurities, and I will know her nightmares. In the darkest hour of the night she will open up until there's no more to talk and she falls asleep in my arms. And when morning comes she will smile at me, the nightmares long forgotten and her tears long gone, ready for a new day.
But where will I go?