Bang. Bang. Bang.
She was getting tired and she ached and it was clear that nobody knew where she was and she just wanted to sleep. No, sleeping was bad. Bang. Damn but she was tired. Her head was hurting from the cut on her forehead, blood trickling down it and her whole face covered in blood. She could feel bruises over her body but she couldn't feel any other obvious wound.
She was enclosed, scared, alone and they were all things that she didn't want to be anymore.
The pole fell from her limp fingers with a sigh and clattered on the ground as exhaustion finally took her over – she didn't know how long she'd been under the rubble and she didn't know how much longer she would be but she knew that she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer.
The sound of rubble moving and a light being shone on her face was the only thing that caused her to stir again, squinting to see what was going on. Grunts of exertion as someone made their way through a small gap in the dark followed the light. "Gabby!" The voice calling for her made her more alert and she shook her head, trying to focus. "Gabby!" The voice was familiar and sounded relieved but all she could see was the blasted light and bricks. "Gabby."
Matt. He'd found her.
"You came." She mumbled, her voice choked with emotion and hope; hope that they could get her out into the fresh air. He was right in front of her, less than arm's length away and he kept the light shone on her from above so that he could see her and the other arm touching her in reassurance for both himself and her.
"How bad?" His hand was cradling her head and pushing the hair away from the cut as he looked at it.
"It's just my head but I think i'm okay." More sounds of rubble moving occurred and she moved her head to see Kelly climbing through.
"You okay?" Both her and Matt stared at the other man, smiling in relief. "Damn Dawson, you look like hell."
"Yeah and," she was choked up with emotion. "And i'm not one hundred percent sure i'm not dreaming." She was going to cry.
"For real." Kelly commented, both himself and Matt chuckling, both of them glad and relieved they found her. She returned her gaze to Matt and they kissed, slow and long as they both reassured themselves that they were together and fine. "Guys, Casey and I have Dawson. She's alive." He said over the radio as the two of them kissed.
She woke up gasping, her heart racing and her palms sweaty. She blinked furiously, trying to accustom herself to the room that she was in. It was much different to where she had been just now. The beeping noise of her heart monitor was faster than normal and she tried to calm herself down but the blankets around her made her feel enclosed and she hated it.
Beep beep beep beep. Beep beep beep beep.
Yeah, it was getting faster.
"Hey, Gabby, shh i'm here." Hands on her head made her come back to the here and now. The fingers caressed her cheeks. She felt calmer immediately. "Gabby you're here, you're safe. Come on, look at me." She slowed her breathing and looked up, locking her gaze with Matt. "There you are." He grinned at her and she found herself smiling back as she realised that she really was safe. A bit battered and definitely bruised and achy but safe.
"I'm here." She mumbled, her eyes moving from his to around the hospital room.
"Yeah you are." She was calm now, her hair still sticking to her head because of the sweat but both her heart and breathing rates were fine. "Everything okay?" She nodded, wincing as she slowly laid herself back down.
"It was just a dream." He gave her a curious look, pulling the chair closer so he could still stroke her head. "I can't remember any of it." She admitted honestly and a bit sheepishly. "I only remember that I was scared and tired but then I felt safe and relieved." He kissed her head and rested his forehead against hers.
"I don't know what was in your dream but just know that I'm here for you, all the time."
"Thank you." She mumbled, snuggling into the pillow and his hand before exhaustion claimed her again.
Short again but this was all I had in my plan and I think it was effective as it was. If you couldn't figure it out – italics was a 'memory' and was my attempt at describing the scene in Beneath The Ashes when Gabby was rescued after the hospital had blown up. Anyway, that's all from me today. As always, review! :)
