AU to 'hit a sista back' and 'Skin Game'
As usual there is a pivotal scene before this but I haven't finished
writing it yet.
Zack climbed to the top of the space needle, feeling the breeze on his neck, he could see the whole city, his troubles seemed far away. That was until he heard "Zack?" Tinga His sister stood hand on hips, staring at him, he knew he was about to be lectured. Tinga gingerly stepped towards him, and sat beside her brother. "What are you doing up here?" "Thinking" came the short reply. "You haven't come to see Asha yet" Tinga said in what she hoped was a casual voice "Is she out of ICU?" Zack asked, the wind stealing his words, but Tinga's heightened senses she picked up the words and the emotion. "No, she's still in a coma" Zack snorted "So what would be the point of coming to see her?" "You go and see her because you love her, because you want to give her moral support" Tinga countered, remembering when Charlie had been shot and she had faced an agonizing week of not knowing whether she would be a widow. She could understand Zack's hesitation, she hadn't wanted to see Charlie, if she didn't go and see him she wouldn't have to face the possibility that she would lose him. "Zack, Asha's going to need you, you're support. She stayed with you when you were recovering from the chip in your head" Tinga hadn't mentioned that if Asha hadn't thrown her lot in with the transgenics she wouldn't have been caught in the crossfire between the transgenics and Ames White. "Zack, you are used to being in charge, but take some sisterly advice: You'll regret never seeing Asha for the rest of your life if you don't. I'm not talking about having a long time relationship with her, just go and visit." Zack turned his face to the wind, his face impassive but Tinga hoped that she had gotten through She gently squeezed Zack's shoulder.
Zack climbed to the top of the space needle, feeling the breeze on his neck, he could see the whole city, his troubles seemed far away. That was until he heard "Zack?" Tinga His sister stood hand on hips, staring at him, he knew he was about to be lectured. Tinga gingerly stepped towards him, and sat beside her brother. "What are you doing up here?" "Thinking" came the short reply. "You haven't come to see Asha yet" Tinga said in what she hoped was a casual voice "Is she out of ICU?" Zack asked, the wind stealing his words, but Tinga's heightened senses she picked up the words and the emotion. "No, she's still in a coma" Zack snorted "So what would be the point of coming to see her?" "You go and see her because you love her, because you want to give her moral support" Tinga countered, remembering when Charlie had been shot and she had faced an agonizing week of not knowing whether she would be a widow. She could understand Zack's hesitation, she hadn't wanted to see Charlie, if she didn't go and see him she wouldn't have to face the possibility that she would lose him. "Zack, Asha's going to need you, you're support. She stayed with you when you were recovering from the chip in your head" Tinga hadn't mentioned that if Asha hadn't thrown her lot in with the transgenics she wouldn't have been caught in the crossfire between the transgenics and Ames White. "Zack, you are used to being in charge, but take some sisterly advice: You'll regret never seeing Asha for the rest of your life if you don't. I'm not talking about having a long time relationship with her, just go and visit." Zack turned his face to the wind, his face impassive but Tinga hoped that she had gotten through She gently squeezed Zack's shoulder.
