Fic: Easier to Die / Than Live Without
Characters: James Lester, Helen Cutter, Jenny Lewis, Alexis Edwards (OFC), mention of Cutter!clone
Rating: PG-13
Written for: 10_hurt_comfort
Prompt: Fear / Injured
Word Count: 103 / 150
Summary: Helen's coup of the ARC results in Alex getting shot (S2 Ep3 AU)
The gun presses against his forehead and though his heart is racing, James doesn’t bat an eyelid. He stares at Cutter, whose expression is chillingly blank, and takes a breath.
“You’re fired,” he says and Helen gives a soft laugh.
Footsteps sound, running down towards where they stand. Alexis hurtles around the corner, then skids to a stop, her eyes going wide at the scene.
“No!”
Helen looks shocked. “How are you here?” Then to Cutter she says, “Kill her.”
All the fear James felt a moment ago is nothing compared to what he feels as Cutter turns and the gun goes off.
James presses down on the wound, trying to stem the red tide. His gaze lifts to Alex’s pale face. Her eyes are febrile-bright and she’s breathing too fast.
“Don’t you bloody dare die on me.”
She manages a smile. “Is that an order?”
He nods. “Damn right it is.”
Jenny comes back, a pathetically small first aid kit in one hand. “This is all I could find. If Helen would just let me take her to the infirmary.”
That’s not going to happen, and in lieu of that… “How’re your medical skills, Jenny?”
Her lips part. “We can’t.”
“Yes, you can,” Alex says and puts her hand on his. “Save me.”
The bullet is deep in her side but James has no choice but cut it out of her with no anaesthetic and little skill, because it’s the only way to save her and he can’t imagine living without her.
Rating: PG-13
Written for: 10_hurt_comfort
Prompt: Fear / Injured
Word Count: 103 / 150
Summary: Helen's coup of the ARC results in Alex getting shot (S2 Ep3 AU)
The gun presses against his forehead and though his heart is racing, James doesn’t bat an eyelid. He stares at Cutter, whose expression is chillingly blank, and takes a breath.
“You’re fired,” he says and Helen gives a soft laugh.
Footsteps sound, running down towards where they stand. Alexis hurtles around the corner, then skids to a stop, her eyes going wide at the scene.
“No!”
Helen looks shocked. “How are you here?” Then to Cutter she says, “Kill her.”
All the fear James felt a moment ago is nothing compared to what he feels as Cutter turns and the gun goes off.
James presses down on the wound, trying to stem the red tide. His gaze lifts to Alex’s pale face. Her eyes are febrile-bright and she’s breathing too fast.
“Don’t you bloody dare die on me.”
She manages a smile. “Is that an order?”
He nods. “Damn right it is.”
Jenny comes back, a pathetically small first aid kit in one hand. “This is all I could find. If Helen would just let me take her to the infirmary.”
That’s not going to happen, and in lieu of that… “How’re your medical skills, Jenny?”
Her lips part. “We can’t.”
“Yes, you can,” Alex says and puts her hand on his. “Save me.”
The bullet is deep in her side but James has no choice but cut it out of her with no anaesthetic and little skill, because it’s the only way to save her and he can’t imagine living without her.