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He had stayed at home this time. Jim was only going to be gone for a month tops, and that was if things didn’t go right. If everything went smoothly, though, he was only supposed to be gone two weeks, and Gabriel would be okay without him. He was going away to deal with something that he had been vague on the details of, but he’d assured him that he would be fine. There wasn’t anything dangerous that could happen on the mission. Of course Gabriel worried, but all lovers worried when their partners were away. It was just something that came with loving them.
Another factor that played in though, and that made it easier for Gabriel to stay behind was that they had just bought their first house together and it needed personalizing still. Of course they’d had an apartment together since Jim had finally pulled his head out of his ass and gotten over his fears, letting them finally come out to friends and family. As Gabriel had expected though there were few who were surprised, but he held his tongue and didn’t say ‘I told you so’ even though he wanted to. But a house was a large step up from an apartment, and having moved in only a month before, and them being them, there were still many boxes left to be unpacked. Therefore Gabriel almost saw it as a blessing in disguised, because Jim would be gone and that would give him a change to unpack completely without any disturbances.
It was though, to him, that in that moment there was nothing that could bring them down. They were on top of the world - on top of the universe - and together they could conquer anything that tried to bring them down.
There was nothing unusual about the morning in question. He had woken up mid morning on his own accord, as always, and after breakfast and dressing he set to unpacking the last of their boxes. How they had accumulated so much stuff he had no idea, but the sheer amount of it all blew his mind. He liked it, though, because after it was all set out it put a touch of them in every corner of every room in their home, and there was still room for more.
He was almost done unpacking when there was a knock on the door late in the afternoon. Not that that in itself was anything unusual. They were still new in the neighbourhood, and neighbours would often stop by to get a look at them, though they masked that by claiming they were there to tell them of upcoming events that might be of interest to them. What was unusual though was that the people at the door were two Starfleet officers in full uniform.
“Yes? How may I help you?”
“Gabriel Gray? We need to speak to you for a moment.”
That was all that had to be said before his worst fears were realized.
One of the officers had had his back to him, but when he turned and saw the look on his face, Gabriel knew what it was. That officer had served aboard the Enterprise with him for a short period of time, and though he was trying to remain stoic as the job required, he could see it in his eyes.
“We regret to inform you that…”
He started to go through the motions, but before the first sentence had even been finished his mind had gone blank as a pain unlike anything he had ever experienced before ran through him. He slowly moved back until he was against the wall, and slowly slid down it. It felt as though there was a great weight on his chest that was making it impossible for him to breathe, and his mind - still blank, didn’t seem to care. A blank mind though meant that he didn’t catch anything the officers were saying to him. He didn’t catch what happened, nor the offered sympathies they gave. His body was numb to the squeeze to his arm from the past colleague, and he didn’t even acknowledge or notice when they left.
Grief effected people in different ways, as people were different after all. Some people broke down in tears, crying for days until there was no energy left. Some people laughed about it, not wanting to accept it for what it was, and trying to laugh it off in hopes that that would make everything okay. Gabriel on the other hand was the sort who went into a state of shock before he could accept it. His mind needed time to process it, and the greater the reason for the grief, the longer it would take.
“Gabriel?”
He didn’t respond. It was night now. Dark outside, and Gabriel hadn’t moved since the officers had come to the door. It was still open even, and Leonard walked right in, kneeling down next to him.
“Gabriel, come on,” he said in a soft voice, though that still didn’t bring any response from him. With a sigh he slid an arm around his waist and hauled him up, leading him to the bedroom. A sedative was given without protest, or even any acknowledgement when he told him what he was going to do.
(Way in the future, nonbinding and all~)
Another factor that played in though, and that made it easier for Gabriel to stay behind was that they had just bought their first house together and it needed personalizing still. Of course they’d had an apartment together since Jim had finally pulled his head out of his ass and gotten over his fears, letting them finally come out to friends and family. As Gabriel had expected though there were few who were surprised, but he held his tongue and didn’t say ‘I told you so’ even though he wanted to. But a house was a large step up from an apartment, and having moved in only a month before, and them being them, there were still many boxes left to be unpacked. Therefore Gabriel almost saw it as a blessing in disguised, because Jim would be gone and that would give him a change to unpack completely without any disturbances.
It was though, to him, that in that moment there was nothing that could bring them down. They were on top of the world - on top of the universe - and together they could conquer anything that tried to bring them down.
There was nothing unusual about the morning in question. He had woken up mid morning on his own accord, as always, and after breakfast and dressing he set to unpacking the last of their boxes. How they had accumulated so much stuff he had no idea, but the sheer amount of it all blew his mind. He liked it, though, because after it was all set out it put a touch of them in every corner of every room in their home, and there was still room for more.
He was almost done unpacking when there was a knock on the door late in the afternoon. Not that that in itself was anything unusual. They were still new in the neighbourhood, and neighbours would often stop by to get a look at them, though they masked that by claiming they were there to tell them of upcoming events that might be of interest to them. What was unusual though was that the people at the door were two Starfleet officers in full uniform.
“Yes? How may I help you?”
“Gabriel Gray? We need to speak to you for a moment.”
That was all that had to be said before his worst fears were realized.
One of the officers had had his back to him, but when he turned and saw the look on his face, Gabriel knew what it was. That officer had served aboard the Enterprise with him for a short period of time, and though he was trying to remain stoic as the job required, he could see it in his eyes.
“We regret to inform you that…”
He started to go through the motions, but before the first sentence had even been finished his mind had gone blank as a pain unlike anything he had ever experienced before ran through him. He slowly moved back until he was against the wall, and slowly slid down it. It felt as though there was a great weight on his chest that was making it impossible for him to breathe, and his mind - still blank, didn’t seem to care. A blank mind though meant that he didn’t catch anything the officers were saying to him. He didn’t catch what happened, nor the offered sympathies they gave. His body was numb to the squeeze to his arm from the past colleague, and he didn’t even acknowledge or notice when they left.
Grief effected people in different ways, as people were different after all. Some people broke down in tears, crying for days until there was no energy left. Some people laughed about it, not wanting to accept it for what it was, and trying to laugh it off in hopes that that would make everything okay. Gabriel on the other hand was the sort who went into a state of shock before he could accept it. His mind needed time to process it, and the greater the reason for the grief, the longer it would take.
“Gabriel?”
He didn’t respond. It was night now. Dark outside, and Gabriel hadn’t moved since the officers had come to the door. It was still open even, and Leonard walked right in, kneeling down next to him.
“Gabriel, come on,” he said in a soft voice, though that still didn’t bring any response from him. With a sigh he slid an arm around his waist and hauled him up, leading him to the bedroom. A sedative was given without protest, or even any acknowledgement when he told him what he was going to do.
(Way in the future, nonbinding and all~)