Title: Let Go
Rating: PG
Word Count: 321
Pairing: Team Underpants
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: "I wanna stand up, I wanna let go": (Part of "All These Things That I Have Done" prompt series; lyrics by The Killers.) (Follows "Hold On")
He saw the ground sliding away underneath them again, heard—was that Raoul? Oh good, the Own were here, finally—bellowing somewhere behind him.
His eyes were fixed on the woman he had just helped out of her ruined home.
"It's about to let go! MOVE!" He threw her behind him, where she would be safe. He'd apologize for the bruises later, when her being alive would be the greater of the two things, and turned to where her child had stopped to pick up something.
Her doll.
"Gracie!" The panic and pain in the mother's voice made up his mind, even as he saw the ground begin to melt and shift again, and he launched himself at the child.
He had been too late for too many others, and he would not let the angry floodwaters behind her claim this child.
Almost at the same time his arm locked around the girl, someone else's gripped his own. "Dammit, Evin! Hold on!"
Evin grinned over the head of the girl, adrenaline racing under his skin as he watched the earth hit the water beneath him and disappear. Only Dom could be so irritated with him at a moment like this.
"Here," he grunted and tensed his arms, hauling the girl over his head. She disappeared, and Evin barely had time to hear the word "Ready?" before his chest scraped over the edge, dragging him away from the swirling rapids eating away at everything.
"Ow…" he heard himself saying, concentrating more on breathing in deeply and settling himself than what he was telling Dom.
"… won't have to haul you anywhere," Evin heard Dom say, and he reached for Dom's outstretched hand.
"Thanks for not letting go," he grinned at Dom, letting the Thank you for saving our lives go unsaid but understood.
"Like I would let go; Buri'd never let me hear the end of it."
I won't let go. Ever.