Last Horizon
Title: Last Horizon
Author:
sequence_fairy
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Jack and Liz
Disclaimer: Not Mine
Notes: Second drabble for this week's challenge at
blackpearlsails. Character death
Last Horizon
“I should have been more careful,” he muttered, drawing in a ragged breath.
“Shhh,” Elizabeth said, pressing a wadded cloth to the gash in his side. The blood flowed, hot and red - reminding her of the mulled wine she’d partaken in once. She was losing him, in the clinical and logical part of her mind, she knew that. In her heart, she was hoping for a miracle.
He coughed; drops of blood stark-looking on his ashen skin. She worried her lower lip, frowning at him, watching the slow rise and fall of his chest. He coughed again, and with a burst of strength, grasped her wrist. “Look at me Lizzie,” he said, his voice a pained whisper. She looked at his face, and he smiled weakly, and squeezed her arm. “I just want to see your face, one last time.”
She gasped, her eyes going wide, “no,” she murmured, “oh no. You can’t die on me Jack, I need you, please…” her voice cracked, a sob escaping her.
He shook his head, “find me at the last horizon,” he said softly, and then, went still, his last breath captured in her desperate kiss.
Author:
sequence_fairy
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Jack and Liz
Disclaimer: Not Mine
Notes: Second drabble for this week's challenge at
blackpearlsails. Character death
Last Horizon
“I should have been more careful,” he muttered, drawing in a ragged breath.
“Shhh,” Elizabeth said, pressing a wadded cloth to the gash in his side. The blood flowed, hot and red - reminding her of the mulled wine she’d partaken in once. She was losing him, in the clinical and logical part of her mind, she knew that. In her heart, she was hoping for a miracle.
He coughed; drops of blood stark-looking on his ashen skin. She worried her lower lip, frowning at him, watching the slow rise and fall of his chest. He coughed again, and with a burst of strength, grasped her wrist. “Look at me Lizzie,” he said, his voice a pained whisper. She looked at his face, and he smiled weakly, and squeezed her arm. “I just want to see your face, one last time.”
She gasped, her eyes going wide, “no,” she murmured, “oh no. You can’t die on me Jack, I need you, please…” her voice cracked, a sob escaping her.
He shook his head, “find me at the last horizon,” he said softly, and then, went still, his last breath captured in her desperate kiss.