Title: A Friend in need
Author: Sailor Peacekeeper (pkprowlerpilot@scififan.com)
Archive: Please ask first
Feedback: pkprowlerpilot@scififfan.com
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me, no matter how much
I wish they did.
Rating: G
Genre: Angst/Romance
Spoilers: References to the untitled episode (Cap'n Toby), Tango De
Los Pistoleros, All About Yves, and Three of a Kind.
Summary: Yves needs help and Jimmy reaches out to her.
(Frickin' Shippy Muse.)
Quick Note: Okay, this entire chapter occurs inside the Lone Gunmen's
Headquarters, even though it really doesn't make sense for them to
take Yves there. Yves needs to be there so I can add the part that's
fluff to the story, okay?
Jimmy paced the floor in his tiny bedroom inside HQ, muttering and
casting worriful glances at Yves, who was now incapacitate on his bed.
Jimmy stopped and leaned down next to the bed. Before he knew what he
was doing, he reached up a hand to stroke her hair and began to talk
to her: "Yves, why do you have to be so stubborn? Are you afraid
that you would seem weak if you let someone help you? You aren't weak.
At least, I don't think you are..." Jimmy stopped. He wanted to say it
so badly, those three little words, but he wasn't even sure if she could
hear him. He spoke, knowing that if she could hear him, his heart might
be on the line after this: "Yves, I love you. I know that I barely know
you, heck I don't even know your real name, but I know that I love you.
One of my teachers used to talk about love. he always said 'Love is
insane. Its a very random part of the evolutionary process that causes
grown people to give themselves, their emotions, their positions, and
sometimes their lives for another.' I never really understood what he meant
until today, Yves. When you collapsed in the parking lot, I thought, 'God,
please don't let her die. Let me die instead. The world can't lose her.'
Yves," Jimmy stopped to fight down the tears in his eyes, "Yves, I love you. You're beautiful and strong and I needyou, and whether or not they'll say it, the Gunmen need you, too." Jimmy finally stopped altogether, the long torrent of words that he had held back on finally spoken. Jimmy looked down at her, and saw sleeping beauty reincarnated.
*Maybe,* he thought *one kiss could help...* Jimmy looked at her lips, those
ruby-red lips that he had begun to admire and dream about, and all the hours of
Disney and fairy-tales from his childhood came back to him as he leaned down and
kissed her. Jimmy felt like he was in heaven for a moment, her lips tasted so
sweet, better then any kiss before and better than a million dreams worth of
kisses. Any fears that she might have died without him knowing where washed away
with the taste of her lips. Jimmy pulled back in looked down at her, watching,
waiting, hoping...then, after what seemed like hours, her eyes fluttered open.
She looked around, seeming confused, and then she saw him.
"Jimmy? What happened? Where I am I?" Jimmy smiled.
"Oh, good, you can still talk. Wait a second, I'll go get Byers." Yves grasped
his arms, "No Jimmy, please, I...I can't see...please don't go..." Jimmy looked at
her.
"What do you mean, Yves?" Jimmy waved his hand in her line of vision, feeling his
heart stop when her eyes didn't move. "Oh, god...BYERS! FROHIKE! LANGLY! GET IN
HERE, NOW!"
~End chapter 3~
Author: Sailor Peacekeeper (pkprowlerpilot@scififan.com)
Archive: Please ask first
Feedback: pkprowlerpilot@scififfan.com
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me, no matter how much
I wish they did.
Rating: G
Genre: Angst/Romance
Spoilers: References to the untitled episode (Cap'n Toby), Tango De
Los Pistoleros, All About Yves, and Three of a Kind.
Summary: Yves needs help and Jimmy reaches out to her.
(Frickin' Shippy Muse.)
Quick Note: Okay, this entire chapter occurs inside the Lone Gunmen's
Headquarters, even though it really doesn't make sense for them to
take Yves there. Yves needs to be there so I can add the part that's
fluff to the story, okay?
Jimmy paced the floor in his tiny bedroom inside HQ, muttering and
casting worriful glances at Yves, who was now incapacitate on his bed.
Jimmy stopped and leaned down next to the bed. Before he knew what he
was doing, he reached up a hand to stroke her hair and began to talk
to her: "Yves, why do you have to be so stubborn? Are you afraid
that you would seem weak if you let someone help you? You aren't weak.
At least, I don't think you are..." Jimmy stopped. He wanted to say it
so badly, those three little words, but he wasn't even sure if she could
hear him. He spoke, knowing that if she could hear him, his heart might
be on the line after this: "Yves, I love you. I know that I barely know
you, heck I don't even know your real name, but I know that I love you.
One of my teachers used to talk about love. he always said 'Love is
insane. Its a very random part of the evolutionary process that causes
grown people to give themselves, their emotions, their positions, and
sometimes their lives for another.' I never really understood what he meant
until today, Yves. When you collapsed in the parking lot, I thought, 'God,
please don't let her die. Let me die instead. The world can't lose her.'
Yves," Jimmy stopped to fight down the tears in his eyes, "Yves, I love you. You're beautiful and strong and I needyou, and whether or not they'll say it, the Gunmen need you, too." Jimmy finally stopped altogether, the long torrent of words that he had held back on finally spoken. Jimmy looked down at her, and saw sleeping beauty reincarnated.
*Maybe,* he thought *one kiss could help...* Jimmy looked at her lips, those
ruby-red lips that he had begun to admire and dream about, and all the hours of
Disney and fairy-tales from his childhood came back to him as he leaned down and
kissed her. Jimmy felt like he was in heaven for a moment, her lips tasted so
sweet, better then any kiss before and better than a million dreams worth of
kisses. Any fears that she might have died without him knowing where washed away
with the taste of her lips. Jimmy pulled back in looked down at her, watching,
waiting, hoping...then, after what seemed like hours, her eyes fluttered open.
She looked around, seeming confused, and then she saw him.
"Jimmy? What happened? Where I am I?" Jimmy smiled.
"Oh, good, you can still talk. Wait a second, I'll go get Byers." Yves grasped
his arms, "No Jimmy, please, I...I can't see...please don't go..." Jimmy looked at
her.
"What do you mean, Yves?" Jimmy waved his hand in her line of vision, feeling his
heart stop when her eyes didn't move. "Oh, god...BYERS! FROHIKE! LANGLY! GET IN
HERE, NOW!"
~End chapter 3~