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~*~ Eight ~*~
"If toast always lands butter side down and cat's always land on their feet, what would happen if you strapped toast to the back of a cat and dropped it?"
Lizzie stared at her friend and chuckled with a sharp grin. "What kind of bloody question with that Will?"
Will shrugged. "I heard it on the radio some time ago and I laughed my ass off."
Lizzie shrugged. "That's the kind of question he could answer."
Will looked down at Jack who lay comatose on the hospital bed. Jack's neck and most of his upper chest was bandaged, lying underneath, as Will knew quite well, was a deep gouge ranging from his left jugular to just below his third right rib.
Lizzie stroked Will's shoulders and hugged him. "He'll be okay,"
"I was suppose to protect him..." Will choked. "I couldn't save him, just like last time, I'm going to loose him just like last time-"
Lizzie cooed him before the nurse came in and told them that visiting hours have long since been over and that if the superintendent found out that those two were still there he'd have a fit.
They walked out into the parking lot and Will looked around for his car, then remember he got her by bus.
"Need a ride?"
Will nodded.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm exhausted, mentally, physically, emotionally," Will choked back tears. No I won't cry, not now, he told himself.
Lizzie drove him back to his apartment; she began to speak to him, but being too exhausted he tuned her out and headed up to his place. He fell on his couch and passed out.
Dark dream tore at him all through the night. Dreams of the wedding from long ago where he could not save his love either.
Jack held tightly to Will's dying body, as a pirate stood over Jack unbeknownst to him. Jack tried to coo William, oh, if only William could tell Jack in time, but he knew he couldn't. In the corner of his eye he saw the cloaked woman who had shouted out a warning... everything froze in the dream and Will could see into the hood, a face he knew oh too well.
Will fell off the bed. "Dani!"
~*~ Eight ~*~
"If toast always lands butter side down and cat's always land on their feet, what would happen if you strapped toast to the back of a cat and dropped it?"
Lizzie stared at her friend and chuckled with a sharp grin. "What kind of bloody question with that Will?"
Will shrugged. "I heard it on the radio some time ago and I laughed my ass off."
Lizzie shrugged. "That's the kind of question he could answer."
Will looked down at Jack who lay comatose on the hospital bed. Jack's neck and most of his upper chest was bandaged, lying underneath, as Will knew quite well, was a deep gouge ranging from his left jugular to just below his third right rib.
Lizzie stroked Will's shoulders and hugged him. "He'll be okay,"
"I was suppose to protect him..." Will choked. "I couldn't save him, just like last time, I'm going to loose him just like last time-"
Lizzie cooed him before the nurse came in and told them that visiting hours have long since been over and that if the superintendent found out that those two were still there he'd have a fit.
They walked out into the parking lot and Will looked around for his car, then remember he got her by bus.
"Need a ride?"
Will nodded.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm exhausted, mentally, physically, emotionally," Will choked back tears. No I won't cry, not now, he told himself.
Lizzie drove him back to his apartment; she began to speak to him, but being too exhausted he tuned her out and headed up to his place. He fell on his couch and passed out.
Dark dream tore at him all through the night. Dreams of the wedding from long ago where he could not save his love either.
Jack held tightly to Will's dying body, as a pirate stood over Jack unbeknownst to him. Jack tried to coo William, oh, if only William could tell Jack in time, but he knew he couldn't. In the corner of his eye he saw the cloaked woman who had shouted out a warning... everything froze in the dream and Will could see into the hood, a face he knew oh too well.
Will fell off the bed. "Dani!"
