Week Four: Thankful
Some sad oblivion, with Eve and Will, and some Eve/Zac thrown in there too.
Since it seems I can't write anything other than Eve and Will (sorry, Guest reviewer, I will do some Nick and Katherine soon, I will, or I will die in the attempt).
Set during 02x04
"Are you sure that you're okay?"
"Yes." Will folds the towel and places it on the radiator, running a hand through his hair, still damp from jumping into the lake, as he turns to face Eve, rolling his eyes at her overbearing concern. "I promise, I'm fine. You don't have to keep asking."
Eve lets the last of the blue hair ribbons fall into her lap. "If you say so." There's silence between them for a moment.
"Thank you," she says suddenly. "For what you did. That was brave."
Will shakes his head with a slight chuckle, clearly not agreeing, before looking down at his sopping clothes. "Yeah. Sure. Think I'd better go and change before I do anything else though." He starts to make his way towards the doorway, when Eve's voice stops him, sounding rather rushed, as if she's trying to force the words out.
"Will?"
He glances back over his shoulder. "Yeah?"
"I -..." She hesitates, an unusually human gesture, before closing her mouth again. "I wanted to tell you that -..."
"What?"
"I...I'm glad you know how thankful I am, that you tried to save me even though you cannot swim."
Will, who looked momentarily confused before, flashes her a smile. "Don't worry about it. It's the least I could do, after what I said." He nods once to reaffirm his words, before vanishing from the doorway. Eve waits until his footsteps are out of human earshot, before leaning back against the sofa, eyes fixed on the ceiling, letting out a sound that sounds rather like a sigh.
"Eve?" Zac's voice drifts over from the doorway; he's watching her, arms folded. "How are you?"
"Fully functional." She sits up, returning to her usual perfect posture, a smile on her lips now. "Why do you ask?"
"I thought...You looked...Is there something wrong?"
"It is nothing," she replies brightly.
"But...I..." Zac glances behind him, at something out of her line of sight, before returning his gaze to her. "Oh..." The word is barely a mumble, but Eve hears it.
"Oh?" The smile slips in favour of a confused frown. "Is there something wrong?"
Zac pauses for a moment, looking as if he's considering whether or not to share something with her, before shaking his head. "Nothing. Just thinking aloud." Eve opens her mouth to speak, but he cuts her off with a smile. "So, made anymore plans to go canoeing?"