intermission for bravotwozero.

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ooc: this entry takes place in the time between episodes 2x20, 'Euphoria Part One' and 2x21, 'Euphoria Part Two'. spoilers within.

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[bravotwozero]

It didn't work out quite that way. They were still breaking speed limits by the time Brittany arrived at the hospital. Thankfully, it was her car that came to a not-complete stop, and she bounced out, armed and pregnant and looking like someone had kicked her cat.

"Greg!" she squealed, and practically launched herself at him. "Oh, baby. Thank God you're all right."

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He was attacked by a pregnant wife, and the fact that he hadn't slept, and hadn't eaten, was obvious as he wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her hair. "I'm fine, love. I'm fine."

His mind was elsewhere, however. But that was not here and that was not now.

He pulled back and then kissed her. Hard.

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She kissed him back just as roughly, lips sealed to his and her tongue shoved deep into his mouth, as if she was exorcising all the worry she'd had since hearing what was going on. Now she understood how people who thought they were going to die always wanted to get laid.

"Baby." She pulled back and peppered his face with kisses. "Sweetheart. Darling. I love you. I love you, so much."

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He panted and wiped his lips with the back of his hand, looking at her. "I love you too. So damn much."

He hadn't nearly died and he wasn't going to get sick, but it was rather disconcerting to watch one of your fellows die under your hands. He looked at Kyle, who was keeping a distance, and then exhaled and ran a hand through his hair.

"The cop died."

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She was in the middle of nuzzling and nibbling at his neck when he said that, and she jerked her head up and stared at him. "Oh, fuck," she muttered, understanding what that meant. "Oh, fuck. Is there anything I can do?"

She smoothed her hands over his chest. She kind of wanted to maul him while he was still okay, but public indecency was bad.

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"I...my office is safe." He closed his eyes and looked down, taking in a few soft breaths. "I'm safe. But the cop died and Foreman is following...the bastard stuck Cameron with a needle and we're keeping an eye on her..."

He opened his eyes and looked up into hers. "Did you bring food?"

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That got her to smile. "Did you forget who you're talking to? Food's in the car," she murmured, trailing a series of slow, hot kisses across his neck. A hard swallow, fretting inwardly and feeling the spawn make a protesting shift inside her.

"Does James know that she's at risk?" she asked quietly.

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He shook his head. "I haven't really talked to him. Hell Cameron didn't tell me that she was going back to the apartment. I told her not to and she went anyways." He looked over at the car and sighed.

"Nice skidmarks, sweetheart." He looked over his head at the building. He wanted to get back in there. Wanted to solve this. Wanted to save his fellow.

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She could tell he was distracted. Obsession was something they were both familiar with, and the fact that she was mauling his neck and he hadn't really noticed was another sign that he was in a bad way. She pulled back.

"I can leave the food and you can go back to work if you need to," she murmured. "I understand. I don't want to keep you, I'd be the same way if it was Jake or Kyle or anybody else."

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He made a slight face at the mention of her leaving and shook his head. "No, I...stay for a little while. I need someone to force me to eat or I won't."

He pressed his body closer to hers and turned his attention back to her, burying his face in her hair.

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She held him for a long moment, rubbing his back and kissing at his neck, muttering soothing words into his skin. She knew what it was like to be in charge and to feel like you had to be in charge and had to save everyone. After a moment, she toddled to the car and produced a bag of Chinese food.

"Let's go somewhere private," she murmured.

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"Alright." He said, thanking Kyle, who just nodded, and then turning to walk with his wife back into the building. Each step towards his office, his department, made him feel a little more sick, and he held her back when they rounded a corner. "Stop. Wait here." He said.

A moments pause, before he swallowed. "I need the Vicodin out of my office. Come on." They had to walk past the isolation rooms to get to his office, and the sight of his fellow curled up in bed with muscle spasms almost made him sick, and he had to turn his head and keep walking.

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She was trying not to look. To count floor patterns or something. She didn't want to see this and have it burned into his brain like she knew it would be in her husband's. This would be his nightmare, if he even slept tonight. She couldn't let herself lose that fight too.

"Find me somewhere we can be left alone for awhile," she said quietly.

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He nodded and didn't speak as he walked into his office. Which was a disaster area. As was the whiteboard and the x-ray board and everything else. He grabbed the bottle of Vicodin and checked his drawer.

"Had to make sure the gun didn't get jacked." He said softly, before he nodded and wandered out. His cell phone was in his pocket and his pager was in the other, and a moment or two later, they were in a small room with a table, couch, and some chairs. For confidential meetings with families. It would work.

[bravotwozero]

She locked the door behind them, and dropped the bag of food on the table with an unceremonious thud. Just light enough not to startle the drinks.

Then she pushed him lightly into a chair, tilted his head up, and kissed him deeply.

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He let her take control and he just kissed her back. He wasn't totally into it but he wasn't a total dead fish. He was too worried.

He slumped a little in the chair and let her kiss him.