Fic: Sacrifice Myself (41/100, Multi Pairing, PG)
Title: Sacrifice Myself
Author: Kori
Disclaimer: Not mine
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nope, 'tis A/U
Characters/Pairing: Numerous but Lita and Velvet will be featuring heavily; check tags for specifics.
Summary: An interesting favor, to say the least...
Prompt: Away ;; Table
Warnings: Language, possible adult situations
Notes: Nothing to say yet but if I can think of anything, it'll go here. This is one of five stories for the Wild Card Challenge. Italics for flashbacks
Previously: Memories :: Tags
Jay arrived to the practice with his sister, the brunette insisting that it wasn’t a problem and with A.J not coming in, it could prevent backflow for Jamie and Josh. Jamie had been hard pressed to argue, but had accepted more to shut her brother up.
A.J, meanwhile, spent the day at the apartment recovering from his hangover and making sure that Amy kept her word about resting.
Their mother had called at one point to check on her step-son, Karen having stopped by to explain what had happened at the hospital. And while Christie Dumas-Styles had tried to be understanding of Karen’s situation, she also couldn’t help but be a little angry at the brunette woman’s deception. But A.J insisted that he was fine and that he would get over it.
Amy and A.J did make a trip to the Children’s Hospital to check on Kyra, the two in street clothes and wearing Harvard Medical school hoodies paired with blue jeans and sneakers.
Even if Amy’s hoodie did look two sizes too big for her, A.J and Amy concentrated more on visiting with Kyra and avoiding Kurt and Karen. Thankfully, Kurt was in the cafeteria when the step-siblings visited.
But Karen was just returning from her apartment when A.J and Amy were leaving, the brunette woman sending a pleading look to A.J.
Amy put a hand on her step-brother’s elbow, “I need to speak with Dr. McMahon about a patient,” squeezing his elbow gently, she continued, “text me when you’re ready to go and I’ll come find you.”
A.J nodded, hands in the front pocket of his hoodie, “I was just here to see Kyra. Well, Amy and I were, anyway.”
“She was asking for you,” Karen admitted, the two standing in the hallway just outside Kyra’s hospital room. “I know this won’t make it any better but I am sorry, A.J. I never meant to hurt you.”
“Then you could have told me the truth,” A.J said, pain evident in his voice. “Are you planning on staying in Boston?”
Karen shook her head, “we’re going to make arrangements for Kyra’s physical therapy to start in Pittsburgh.” Subconsciously, her hands moved to her stomach, “it’s better that way.”
A.J nodded shortly, wanting to reach for her but stopping himself from doing so. “Goodbye, Karen.”
And then, before he could do something he would regret or before she could say another word, he walked away.
Author: Kori
Disclaimer: Not mine
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nope, 'tis A/U
Characters/Pairing: Numerous but Lita and Velvet will be featuring heavily; check tags for specifics.
Summary: An interesting favor, to say the least...
Prompt: Away ;; Table
Warnings: Language, possible adult situations
Notes: Nothing to say yet but if I can think of anything, it'll go here. This is one of five stories for the Wild Card Challenge. Italics for flashbacks
Previously: Memories :: Tags
Jay arrived to the practice with his sister, the brunette insisting that it wasn’t a problem and with A.J not coming in, it could prevent backflow for Jamie and Josh. Jamie had been hard pressed to argue, but had accepted more to shut her brother up.
A.J, meanwhile, spent the day at the apartment recovering from his hangover and making sure that Amy kept her word about resting.
Their mother had called at one point to check on her step-son, Karen having stopped by to explain what had happened at the hospital. And while Christie Dumas-Styles had tried to be understanding of Karen’s situation, she also couldn’t help but be a little angry at the brunette woman’s deception. But A.J insisted that he was fine and that he would get over it.
Amy and A.J did make a trip to the Children’s Hospital to check on Kyra, the two in street clothes and wearing Harvard Medical school hoodies paired with blue jeans and sneakers.
Even if Amy’s hoodie did look two sizes too big for her, A.J and Amy concentrated more on visiting with Kyra and avoiding Kurt and Karen. Thankfully, Kurt was in the cafeteria when the step-siblings visited.
But Karen was just returning from her apartment when A.J and Amy were leaving, the brunette woman sending a pleading look to A.J.
Amy put a hand on her step-brother’s elbow, “I need to speak with Dr. McMahon about a patient,” squeezing his elbow gently, she continued, “text me when you’re ready to go and I’ll come find you.”
A.J nodded, hands in the front pocket of his hoodie, “I was just here to see Kyra. Well, Amy and I were, anyway.”
“She was asking for you,” Karen admitted, the two standing in the hallway just outside Kyra’s hospital room. “I know this won’t make it any better but I am sorry, A.J. I never meant to hurt you.”
“Then you could have told me the truth,” A.J said, pain evident in his voice. “Are you planning on staying in Boston?”
Karen shook her head, “we’re going to make arrangements for Kyra’s physical therapy to start in Pittsburgh.” Subconsciously, her hands moved to her stomach, “it’s better that way.”
A.J nodded shortly, wanting to reach for her but stopping himself from doing so. “Goodbye, Karen.”
And then, before he could do something he would regret or before she could say another word, he walked away.