Lunching at work and other pleasantries.

Sep 28, 2012 17:31

Rory sat in the commissary of the hospital waiting on Emily. Their breaks had finally meshed for them to get a chance to eat together. He had already picked her lunch up for her, knowing pretty much what she liked, and had set it out on the table before him, her food neatly set out neatly for her. He sipped his tea, checking messages on his cell ( Read more... )

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immortaldoc October 5 2012, 22:34:29 UTC
"No. I just need better shoes, which I'll get this weekend," she said as she stood and pushed her chair in. "I'll see ya at home."

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roman_rory October 5 2012, 22:36:36 UTC
He relaxed at that and nodded. "See you at home," he told her as he grabbed their trays to take them back. "Love you."

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immortaldoc October 5 2012, 22:54:58 UTC
Emily waved goodbye to her husband and went back to her station. The rest of her shift went rather quickly and soon she was on her way home. As she waited in the Tube for her sub, she sent Rory a text, telling him she was on her way home.

Once her sub arrived, she got on and put her earbuds in and listened to her iPod. It was something she did to help herself relax and to tune out the noise around her. And soon, she was home and kicking off her shoes. and just as she was about to go make herself some tea, they was a knock on the door. Going over, she pulled the door open, her heart seizing when she saw it was the man from the hospital.

"What do you want?" she asked.

"I want to chat with you," he said.

Emily knew something wasn't right so she tried to shut the door only to have him catch it with his hand. Quickly, she turned and ran up the stairs and locked herself in the bathroom. And as he started to bang on the door, she quickly sent a message to Rory.

Man from hospital is in the house.

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roman_rory October 6 2012, 01:49:48 UTC
Rory was just getting off shift as his phone vibrated again. He glanced at the message and the color drained from his face as he swore hotly and he bolted out of the hospital, flagging a cab out front. He managed to get one to stop by practically throwing himself in front of it. He gave the cabby the address and put in a call to the police as he bounced impatiently in the back. The drive took far longer than he wanted it, but far less than the underground would have been. He had the money out and threw it at the man as he jumped out of the car before it had finished moving. He got to the front door to find it open.

"Emily?" he shouted, charging up the stairs.

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immortaldoc October 6 2012, 18:08:12 UTC
After sending the text, Emily tried to find a way to keep the man out of the bathroom. When he started to bang on the door, the wood bending under the force, she started to pull out the drawers to find something to defend herself with. She had been in the military and she knew how to get the upper hand.

When she pulled open the medicine cabinet, she found a pair of medical scissors an she took them out just as the man burst through the door. She tried stabbing at him, but he knocked the scissors out of her hand.

"You're coming with me, love," he said as he grabbed her arms and pulled her closer.

"No!" she said as she started to scratch at his face, wanting to get some of his DNA under her fingernails in case he got away.

Just then, she heard Rory's voice.

"Rory! Up here," she yelled.

"You better not come up here, or I'll kill you!" the man yelled.

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roman_rory October 6 2012, 18:16:04 UTC
"Been there, done that," he growled under his breath as he ran up the stairs. He had grabbed an umbrella on his way through the front door and he clutched the handle tightly in his hand, wishing it was his gladius, but that was on the wall in the library, and he wasn't going to detour there when there was mad man threatening Emily.

He slowed as he saw a shape at the bathroom door. "Let her go," he said in a low menacing voice. A voice that belonged to Roranicus, the last centurion, and right now, he was seriously pissed off.

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immortaldoc October 7 2012, 00:04:07 UTC
When Rory appeared, Emily started to struggle more, hoping to get away so her husband could take care of the problem. As she struggled, she was able to bend her knee just enough to kick out at the other man, her foot connecting with his groin.

"Stupid, bint!" he said before he pushed her away. Emily stumbled and barely caught herself before hitting the bathroom wall.

The man then looked at Rory and laughed. "Do you really think you can beat me with an umbrella?" he asked.

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roman_rory October 7 2012, 01:02:24 UTC
An inarticulate growl rumbled through Rory as the man shoved Emily. His grip on the umbrella tightened as he lunged forward to try to protect her. He caught the man smartly where the neck and shoulder met. "Never underestimate an umbrella with a steel shaft, and don't call my wife a 'bint'," he snarled as he threw his weight behind it to drag the man out of the bathroom.

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immortaldoc October 7 2012, 03:40:36 UTC
Emily scrambled to get out of the way. As she did, she grabbed her phone and called the police, knowing they needed to be there.

"You son of a bitch!" the man roared when Rory hit him with the umbrella and pushed him back.

The man then picked up the pair of scissors Emily had earlier and charged at the other man.

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roman_rory October 7 2012, 05:54:36 UTC
"Emily, lock this door," Rory ordered as he grappled with the man. The umbrella was nearly bend in half where Rory had hit him with it. It quickly got tangled between their feet as it popped open, making a trip hazard. Rory got his legs caught in it, throwing him off balance enough for the man to make a wild swing at him, burying them into Rory side. Rory let out a strangled cry and shoved the man towards the stairs, kicking the umbrella at him and overturning a bookshelf onto him.

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immortaldoc October 7 2012, 18:33:22 UTC
"Be careful," Emily told her husband. She then went into the bathroom and shut the door before locking it. There was no way of knowing what was going on so she hid in the tub and cried.

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roman_rory October 7 2012, 18:47:22 UTC
The bookshelf toppled over, knocking the man partway down the stairs. Rory slumped heavily against the bathroom door to catch his breath and he grimaced looking down at the scissors sticking out of his side. He really shouldn't pull them out, but with this crazy loon in his house. He groaned as he pulled them out and dropped them on the floor outside the door. He clamped his hand to the wound and limped forward. He grabbed a lamp to use as a weapon and nearly wilted with relief as the sound of siren turned down their street. He stood watch staring down the stairs at the crumpled form on the stairs, when the man suddenly struggled up, madness in his eyes at the sound of the police coming. Rory brought the lamp down on his head to keep him from coming the rest of the way up the steps.

As the police started in the front door, Rory staggered back to the bathroom door. "Emily? Are you alright?"

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immortaldoc October 7 2012, 22:11:26 UTC
Emily curled in the fetus position and continued to cry. The loud noises were making her anxious so she clapped her hands over her ears. She barely heard the cops coming and shook her head when Rory spoke.

"N-No," she whispered.

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roman_rory October 7 2012, 22:14:43 UTC
Rory leaned harder against the door. slowly sliding down the door frame to sit on the floor. "Em, let me in, love. It's okay now. Police are here." He winced and tried to hold his hand tightly against his side, but more blood than he was happy with was already starting to pool on the floor.

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immortaldoc October 8 2012, 00:05:11 UTC
"No," Emily said. She was going to stay where she was because she thought it was safer than getting up.

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roman_rory October 8 2012, 00:56:48 UTC
"Em, I need your help," he said, leaning his head back against the wall. "Bloody--" his voice trailed off for a moment as his attention wavered and he realized he had almost blacked out. "Em, I'm bleeding pretty badly. I can't do this by myself," he said as he started to shiver, shock starting to set in from blood loss. Then a thought shot through him. "Love, are you hurt?" he asked, struggling to get himself back up. There was a spare key---some place.

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