Awake, at last

May 06, 2004 17:06

Finally. The darkness pulled back, and the room smelled of antiseptic and..something worse. Copper. Dead. But it wasn't me.

And it wasn't the goddess sleeping near me.

"Fred" okay, my jaw was still wired shut, so it came out "FWED", but hopefully it was enough. I felt better, except the broken bones, and the jaw. But I wanted out of here.

I had always hated hospitals, ever since British had gotten shot.

"Fwed wade up". Hopefully she could spring me, and I could do something. Wasn't sure what yet, but it felt like something big had just moved under or in the world.

I didn't know why it felt that way. Didn't care, really. Just felt like it was time to get some violence on. And maybe more, if Fred still loved me.
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