Loss - by Angel Mouse - Bridge/Sky
Title: Loss
Author: Angel Mouse
Relationship: Bridge/Sky
Rating: General
Summary: Few months after Safety
Theme: Loss/Family
(Okay, SIP, and this is where we start getting into the really mushy stuff. And yes, I am really going through these. I've got another couple already done. But they sort of fit into the middle of the series. I'm really loving writing these.)
Loss
Loss
For the last few weeks Sky had been dreading this day. He lay on his bed, staring at the roof of their room, trying not to think of what today was and what it meant to him. He glanced at the clock and it was reading four in the morning and he sighed. He went to staring back at the ceiling, knowing that he'd never get back to sleep. They normally got up at 5am anyways so it wasn't too much longer to wait. He wanted this day to be over and done with again. This year would be harder than ever, as this year it was the tenth anniversary of his father's death. His Mother had gone away with his younger sister, deciding this year it was just too much to be there, she wanted to remember the good times, not the bad. He didn't blame her really; he wanted to do the same. He turned over onto his side and found himself staring into a pair of deep brown eyes full of worry.
"I didn't know you were awake." Bridge nodded, curling up more slightly under his blanket, blinking blearing at him, but there was a tiny smile on his face.
"Haven’t been for long." Sky winced slightly, a flash guilt running through him. In the past few weeks since the altercation with the other cadets, he and Bridge had grown closer and he had taken the time to learn about Bridge's powers. Bridge sometimes, especially at night when he wasn't able to consciously shield his mind, picked up on very strong emotions. And he must admit his emotions were all over place at the moment, it was no wonder that Bridge woke up.
"I'm sorry Bridge. I didn't mean to wake you up." Bridge gave him a gentle smile.
"It's okay, I don't mind." Bridge's voice was soft, slightly sleep blurred but filled with warmth for his friend. "Your obviously worried and upset about something, do you want to talk about it? I'm a good listener."
Sky was tempted to brush Bridge's offer off but then he stopped himself, thinking hard. Perhaps it would be good if he could talk about it. Maybe even take Bridge with him when he went to visit his father's grave. Maybe it would be good to tell someone about it. But he didn’t like appearing weak, he didn’t want Bridge to think any less of him. He gave a soft sigh and after a long moment, he finally spoke as he sat up, hunching over his knees.
”It’s going to be a rough day for me.”
”Why?” Bridge’s question was purely innocent but it caught Sky unawares. His breath caught in his chest and tears sprung up into his eyes. Remembered grief, pain and loss flowed through him stronger than it had in a long time and after a moment he suddenly felt gentle arms embrace him, pulling him close. “It’s okay Sky I’m here. I’m not going anywhere Sky, I’m here.” Sky let himself lean against Bridge, resting his head on his shoulder. “I’m here Sky, I understand.” Bridge let a gloveless hand gently stroke Sky’s face, feeling and sensing what was wrong with his friend. Suddenly tears sprang up in his eyes and he held Sky close. “Oh Sky, I’m sorry. Why didn’t you tell me, I’m your friend Sky, I wouldn’t think less of you, you should know that.” Bridge rubbed circles against his back. Bridge bit his lip and then spoke again, his voice soft, unsure. “Sky, you’re my best friend, my only friend. You’re turning into my family; I don’t like seeing you hurting like this.”
Sky looked up at Bridge. For once Bridge was providing him with the support, with the help, with the friendship. He saw the truth in Bridge’s eyes, knew that his friend was there for him. He knew Bridge hadn’t had an easy time of things with his own family and in the three months he had known Bridge he had discovered underneath all that emotional baggage he was carrying that he was a loving, sensitive, caring young man that was at all times overwhelmed by feelings and emotions around him. He was also a certifiable genius with computers, machines and just about anything mechanical. He had slowly begun to open up to Sky in more ways than one, occasionally letting little bits and pieces of his home life out when he wasn’t really thinking about it, usually when he was distracted by something. He had been helping Sky with his written work, never a strong point with him but he was getting better at it thanks to Bridge. Sky had been dismayed to hear about Bridge’s home life and the prejudice that he had encountered all his life. He hadn’t had it easy that was for sure, but he was open, honest and easily hurt. Yet, he wanted to help people and constantly put himself forward and that left him open to be hurt more often than not. He had such a gentle, innocent strength about him that Sky was constantly amazed by how much he could put up with.
Sky reached up and brushed a hand against Bridge’s cheek, surprised and yet he wasn’t about Bridge’s revelation of thinking of Sky as his family. He was beginning to think of Bridge as the little brother he didn’t have. Bridge was so gentle and caring that he was easily hurt and Sky vowed then and there never to do anything to hurt his friend. He managed a tiny smile for Bridge and took a deep breath, knowing how much it would have hurt Bridge to sense his feelings to find out what was wrong but he was also honoured that Bridge would do that for him.
”Thank you Bridge, I know that wouldn’t have been easy.” Bridge grinned at him, leaning his forehead against Sky’s and speaking softly.
”You’re the one in pain and yet you’re thanking me. Good lord Sky; we’re a pair aren’t we. Come one, let’s get back to sleep. We’ll take the day off and take care of things okay?” Before Sky could say anything Bridge just grinned at him and hopped back into his bed. “Go back to sleep Sky.” Sky just looked at him, surprised at how he felt a bit lighter after being held by Bridge. Shaking his head he just scooted down back into his bed and pulled the blanket up over his shoulders. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
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Sky didn't know how Bridge had managed it but he had somehow managed to get the two of them excused from their training for today. He had left their room as soon as there alarm had gotten up and come back saying that they had the day off about fifteen minutes later. So, with a full day off up their sleeves and not wanting to spend it at the academy, they had quickly dressed in civilian clothes and left before breakfast was ready. Sky was in a plain black jumper and blue jeans, hands in his pockets, his whole demeanour seeming down. Bridge had dressed in blue jeans and a green dark green jumper, his ever present leather gloves on his hands. They had headed out wanting to avoid most of the bases population, neither of them speaking about what happened earlier. They went into a little café to get some breakfast, both of them having strong coffee and buttery toast.
They had been sitting in silence for a while when finally Sky stirred, finishing his coffee. He took a deep breath and looked at Bridge, a grateful look in his eyes.
"Thank you for organising this Bridge. Today off was just what I needed. Most years it doesn't bother me as much as it is today. I guess I just didn’t want to be around a lot of people today" Bridge looked at him, concern in his eyes. He hated to see Sky hurting. Sky was so strong, stronger than he was. Sky had been his rock for a while now, now it was his turn to help his friend. Sky had won his way into Bridge’s heart in almost no time and Bridge wasn’t going to let him go through today alone.
"Well has been ten years today Sky. Maybe it means more because your finally on the way to fulfilling your dream of becoming like him." Sky just shrugged, staring at his hands that were absently playing with his empty coffee mug. He took a deep breath and then stood, throwing some money down on the table. He headed for the door and then continued speaking to him.
"I don't know." Sky paused a moment as if stealing himself for something. "You didn’t have to come with me, but I’m glad you have. It means a lot to me." Bridge smiled as he followed Sky out of the café heading down the street.
"Hey, least I could do. After all, you’re my best friend Sky." Sky was warmed to his soul by Bridge's easy words. He knew how much that his simple offer of friendship a few months ago meant to Bridge and wasn't really surprised to find that he thought of Bridge as his best friend as well. They headed towards the outskirts of the city, catching a taxi after they made a stop at florist.
They had arrived at the cemetery and Sky had unerringly led the way to his father's grave. It was off one side, in its own little section in a secluded grove. Sky had explained earlier that it was like this to give the family a little bit of privacy. They stood at the foot of the grave and Sky gently moved to the headstone, kneeling down and placing the single red rose on the ground against the base of it. He bowed his head and Bridge did as well, muttering a soft prayer in Hebrew for his friend. They stood that way for a long moment until Sky stood up and walked back to Bridge's side. They were silent for a long moment and then Bridge noticed a single tear rolling down his cheek. Without thinking he reached over and slipped his hand into Sky's, squeezing it gently. Sky clutched at his hand, drawing support from him, drawing strength. After all, if any one under stood Sky's loss and what it meant to him, it was Bridge. After all, they were becoming family.
There you go guys, another one for you all. Hey, at this rate I'm doing a story every few days. Good lord, this is all Dany's fault! She got me into wirting slash!
Nita
Author: Angel Mouse
Relationship: Bridge/Sky
Rating: General
Summary: Few months after Safety
Theme: Loss/Family
(Okay, SIP, and this is where we start getting into the really mushy stuff. And yes, I am really going through these. I've got another couple already done. But they sort of fit into the middle of the series. I'm really loving writing these.)
Loss
Loss
For the last few weeks Sky had been dreading this day. He lay on his bed, staring at the roof of their room, trying not to think of what today was and what it meant to him. He glanced at the clock and it was reading four in the morning and he sighed. He went to staring back at the ceiling, knowing that he'd never get back to sleep. They normally got up at 5am anyways so it wasn't too much longer to wait. He wanted this day to be over and done with again. This year would be harder than ever, as this year it was the tenth anniversary of his father's death. His Mother had gone away with his younger sister, deciding this year it was just too much to be there, she wanted to remember the good times, not the bad. He didn't blame her really; he wanted to do the same. He turned over onto his side and found himself staring into a pair of deep brown eyes full of worry.
"I didn't know you were awake." Bridge nodded, curling up more slightly under his blanket, blinking blearing at him, but there was a tiny smile on his face.
"Haven’t been for long." Sky winced slightly, a flash guilt running through him. In the past few weeks since the altercation with the other cadets, he and Bridge had grown closer and he had taken the time to learn about Bridge's powers. Bridge sometimes, especially at night when he wasn't able to consciously shield his mind, picked up on very strong emotions. And he must admit his emotions were all over place at the moment, it was no wonder that Bridge woke up.
"I'm sorry Bridge. I didn't mean to wake you up." Bridge gave him a gentle smile.
"It's okay, I don't mind." Bridge's voice was soft, slightly sleep blurred but filled with warmth for his friend. "Your obviously worried and upset about something, do you want to talk about it? I'm a good listener."
Sky was tempted to brush Bridge's offer off but then he stopped himself, thinking hard. Perhaps it would be good if he could talk about it. Maybe even take Bridge with him when he went to visit his father's grave. Maybe it would be good to tell someone about it. But he didn’t like appearing weak, he didn’t want Bridge to think any less of him. He gave a soft sigh and after a long moment, he finally spoke as he sat up, hunching over his knees.
”It’s going to be a rough day for me.”
”Why?” Bridge’s question was purely innocent but it caught Sky unawares. His breath caught in his chest and tears sprung up into his eyes. Remembered grief, pain and loss flowed through him stronger than it had in a long time and after a moment he suddenly felt gentle arms embrace him, pulling him close. “It’s okay Sky I’m here. I’m not going anywhere Sky, I’m here.” Sky let himself lean against Bridge, resting his head on his shoulder. “I’m here Sky, I understand.” Bridge let a gloveless hand gently stroke Sky’s face, feeling and sensing what was wrong with his friend. Suddenly tears sprang up in his eyes and he held Sky close. “Oh Sky, I’m sorry. Why didn’t you tell me, I’m your friend Sky, I wouldn’t think less of you, you should know that.” Bridge rubbed circles against his back. Bridge bit his lip and then spoke again, his voice soft, unsure. “Sky, you’re my best friend, my only friend. You’re turning into my family; I don’t like seeing you hurting like this.”
Sky looked up at Bridge. For once Bridge was providing him with the support, with the help, with the friendship. He saw the truth in Bridge’s eyes, knew that his friend was there for him. He knew Bridge hadn’t had an easy time of things with his own family and in the three months he had known Bridge he had discovered underneath all that emotional baggage he was carrying that he was a loving, sensitive, caring young man that was at all times overwhelmed by feelings and emotions around him. He was also a certifiable genius with computers, machines and just about anything mechanical. He had slowly begun to open up to Sky in more ways than one, occasionally letting little bits and pieces of his home life out when he wasn’t really thinking about it, usually when he was distracted by something. He had been helping Sky with his written work, never a strong point with him but he was getting better at it thanks to Bridge. Sky had been dismayed to hear about Bridge’s home life and the prejudice that he had encountered all his life. He hadn’t had it easy that was for sure, but he was open, honest and easily hurt. Yet, he wanted to help people and constantly put himself forward and that left him open to be hurt more often than not. He had such a gentle, innocent strength about him that Sky was constantly amazed by how much he could put up with.
Sky reached up and brushed a hand against Bridge’s cheek, surprised and yet he wasn’t about Bridge’s revelation of thinking of Sky as his family. He was beginning to think of Bridge as the little brother he didn’t have. Bridge was so gentle and caring that he was easily hurt and Sky vowed then and there never to do anything to hurt his friend. He managed a tiny smile for Bridge and took a deep breath, knowing how much it would have hurt Bridge to sense his feelings to find out what was wrong but he was also honoured that Bridge would do that for him.
”Thank you Bridge, I know that wouldn’t have been easy.” Bridge grinned at him, leaning his forehead against Sky’s and speaking softly.
”You’re the one in pain and yet you’re thanking me. Good lord Sky; we’re a pair aren’t we. Come one, let’s get back to sleep. We’ll take the day off and take care of things okay?” Before Sky could say anything Bridge just grinned at him and hopped back into his bed. “Go back to sleep Sky.” Sky just looked at him, surprised at how he felt a bit lighter after being held by Bridge. Shaking his head he just scooted down back into his bed and pulled the blanket up over his shoulders. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
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Sky didn't know how Bridge had managed it but he had somehow managed to get the two of them excused from their training for today. He had left their room as soon as there alarm had gotten up and come back saying that they had the day off about fifteen minutes later. So, with a full day off up their sleeves and not wanting to spend it at the academy, they had quickly dressed in civilian clothes and left before breakfast was ready. Sky was in a plain black jumper and blue jeans, hands in his pockets, his whole demeanour seeming down. Bridge had dressed in blue jeans and a green dark green jumper, his ever present leather gloves on his hands. They had headed out wanting to avoid most of the bases population, neither of them speaking about what happened earlier. They went into a little café to get some breakfast, both of them having strong coffee and buttery toast.
They had been sitting in silence for a while when finally Sky stirred, finishing his coffee. He took a deep breath and looked at Bridge, a grateful look in his eyes.
"Thank you for organising this Bridge. Today off was just what I needed. Most years it doesn't bother me as much as it is today. I guess I just didn’t want to be around a lot of people today" Bridge looked at him, concern in his eyes. He hated to see Sky hurting. Sky was so strong, stronger than he was. Sky had been his rock for a while now, now it was his turn to help his friend. Sky had won his way into Bridge’s heart in almost no time and Bridge wasn’t going to let him go through today alone.
"Well has been ten years today Sky. Maybe it means more because your finally on the way to fulfilling your dream of becoming like him." Sky just shrugged, staring at his hands that were absently playing with his empty coffee mug. He took a deep breath and then stood, throwing some money down on the table. He headed for the door and then continued speaking to him.
"I don't know." Sky paused a moment as if stealing himself for something. "You didn’t have to come with me, but I’m glad you have. It means a lot to me." Bridge smiled as he followed Sky out of the café heading down the street.
"Hey, least I could do. After all, you’re my best friend Sky." Sky was warmed to his soul by Bridge's easy words. He knew how much that his simple offer of friendship a few months ago meant to Bridge and wasn't really surprised to find that he thought of Bridge as his best friend as well. They headed towards the outskirts of the city, catching a taxi after they made a stop at florist.
They had arrived at the cemetery and Sky had unerringly led the way to his father's grave. It was off one side, in its own little section in a secluded grove. Sky had explained earlier that it was like this to give the family a little bit of privacy. They stood at the foot of the grave and Sky gently moved to the headstone, kneeling down and placing the single red rose on the ground against the base of it. He bowed his head and Bridge did as well, muttering a soft prayer in Hebrew for his friend. They stood that way for a long moment until Sky stood up and walked back to Bridge's side. They were silent for a long moment and then Bridge noticed a single tear rolling down his cheek. Without thinking he reached over and slipped his hand into Sky's, squeezing it gently. Sky clutched at his hand, drawing support from him, drawing strength. After all, if any one under stood Sky's loss and what it meant to him, it was Bridge. After all, they were becoming family.
There you go guys, another one for you all. Hey, at this rate I'm doing a story every few days. Good lord, this is all Dany's fault! She got me into wirting slash!
Nita