Title: lost - forgotten
Author: PapayaK
Category: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Team
Spoilers: None that I can think of
Summary: Jack's in trouble again
Muse has been really sleepy for too long so I'm posting this before she wakes up and sees what I've been doing
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. Just having fun.
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The dreams held others. Others like him.
They'd once told him that he was alone. A mutation. Horrific: 'Uman. There were no others like him. Their medicine had seen to that. Corrected what had caused him. They only kept him alive out of pity. And they would continue keep him as long as he was useful. He cherished the story, - his name – the words- because he was so seldom spoken to. He heard their voices sometimes, speaking to each other. But not to him. Never to him.
But that was good. He was so well trained, they no longer had to explain – there was less pain when there was less explaining.
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"He's hurt. How can they…?"
"Emaciated"
"Drugged"
"We have to get him out of there. Now."
Hidden tears
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Touch. In his dreams he touched- was touched by others. It was common. Ordinary. He even dreamed –once- of a hug. In life he was touched only when his medicine came. It pinched and burned through him, clouding his mind, but they had to touch him to administer it.
Then they missed it. The medicine didn't come. He was sad.
He missed the contact.
They told him it was because he was becoming useless- his latest injuries had slowed him down and he wasn't recovering like he should.
Didn't matter that they had inflicted them.
He was afraid.
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"We have to go tonight."
"We can't."
"We have to."
"No."
"You saw! They're treating him like an animal. How can you-"
"Do you really think I don't want to?! We can't just go in and take him. You saw his condition. They won't even try to stop us. They'd rather just kill him."
"Take consolation in the fact that he will be drugged no longer."
TBC