Drug-induced Visions
Title: Drug-induced Visions
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers for Crossroads part 1
Word Count: 200
Author’s Note: For akachankami ’s Birthday - because her comments always make me smile (and her vids and artwork are AMAZING). I’m sorry it couldn’t have been a happier subject, but this is what came out! **and it's still your birthday in New York!!
The conversation in Damage Control, because I think Bill knew about the truth when he questioned her feeling. Beginning dialogue from the Crossroads part 1.
Disclaimer: It all belongs to Ronald D. Moore. He’s a very lucky man.
“A feeling?”
“It’s more than a feeling, alright. Why don’t y--Just do it. It doesn’t hurt to ask.”
Shaking her head, Laura turned and walked into the Damage Control room, pacing slowly until Bill came to face her.
“You can’t do this, Bill. You can’t question everything I say. If you have an opinion on a decision, tell me. But don’t make my job impossible because you’re unhappy with what’s happening.”
“You’re right… I’m sorry.”
Bill looked down at the toes of his boots as he spoke the last words. Laura knew it cost him, not to apologize, but to acknowledge the truth. The cancer was back and with it the Dying Leader. He wouldn’t beg but he’d made his feelings clear. He wanted her to start treatment. Not just with chamalla. But step down, forego the trial, and fight with everything in her.
But she had a job to finish. Laura couldn’t give him what he wanted so she reached out and touched his arm reassuringly, wanting to give him something.
“Hey,” she said with a smile, “Let’s not forget that my feelings have gotten us this far.”
The despair in his eyes hurt more than her tumor.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers for Crossroads part 1
Word Count: 200
Author’s Note: For akachankami ’s Birthday - because her comments always make me smile (and her vids and artwork are AMAZING). I’m sorry it couldn’t have been a happier subject, but this is what came out! **and it's still your birthday in New York!!
The conversation in Damage Control, because I think Bill knew about the truth when he questioned her feeling. Beginning dialogue from the Crossroads part 1.
Disclaimer: It all belongs to Ronald D. Moore. He’s a very lucky man.
“A feeling?”
“It’s more than a feeling, alright. Why don’t y--Just do it. It doesn’t hurt to ask.”
Shaking her head, Laura turned and walked into the Damage Control room, pacing slowly until Bill came to face her.
“You can’t do this, Bill. You can’t question everything I say. If you have an opinion on a decision, tell me. But don’t make my job impossible because you’re unhappy with what’s happening.”
“You’re right… I’m sorry.”
Bill looked down at the toes of his boots as he spoke the last words. Laura knew it cost him, not to apologize, but to acknowledge the truth. The cancer was back and with it the Dying Leader. He wouldn’t beg but he’d made his feelings clear. He wanted her to start treatment. Not just with chamalla. But step down, forego the trial, and fight with everything in her.
But she had a job to finish. Laura couldn’t give him what he wanted so she reached out and touched his arm reassuringly, wanting to give him something.
“Hey,” she said with a smile, “Let’s not forget that my feelings have gotten us this far.”
The despair in his eyes hurt more than her tumor.