001 [Holo] Arrival: Saving the world, it's a weight to bear
She had spent an hour folding his clothes, putting his things away carefully. It seemed to be the least she could do for him, after...
Tosh sat still for a moment, blinking back the tears that threatened to overwhelm her. She’d done the right thing, she kept telling herself. Let Tommy go home, do what he needed to do. After all, what was the stability of timelines in comparison to how she felt?
She stood up, aware of Owen watching her, and got her jacket, with the intention of heading outside. She needed some fresh air. She was aware Jack spoke to her as she left, but she didn’t respond. The Hub was too oppressive just at that moment.
Staring over the bay, she tried to make sense of it all. Her feelings, the fact that she knowingly encouraged someone to go to their death, how easy it all was. Gradually she was aware of someone coming towards her. Someone who at any other time she would have given her left arm to have him so concerned about her. Now? Now she was just confused.
“He trusted me,” she said after a moment. “Right to the end...”
“Because you were strong,” Owen replied, before standing beside her, looking out. He pointed out over the bay. “All of this is still here because of you.”
Tosh shook her head sadly. “Because of Tommy.” She was sure of that. It wasn’t her, it was him. “Let’s hope we’re worth it.”
She turned and walked away from Owen for possibly the first time in her life, intending to head back inside. But the scene around her suddenly changed. Instead of cold, damn, familiar Cardiff, she was inside a room, and unfamiliar weight about her wrist. She looked down at it. A bracelet, seemingly fused to her skin. She looked at it for a moment, noting the buttons. Beside it was a device she’d never seen before. She picked it up. Not human. Interesting.
“Owen? Jack?” she called out. If this was one of someone’s hairbrained ideas, she wasn’t happy. Not today. When she got no answer, she carefully walked down the steps, idly wishing she was armed. She was only going for fresh air, it had never occurred to her. “If this is someone’s idea of a joke, you wait till payback.”
No answer.
“I won’t even bring the coffee in next time!"
Tosh sat still for a moment, blinking back the tears that threatened to overwhelm her. She’d done the right thing, she kept telling herself. Let Tommy go home, do what he needed to do. After all, what was the stability of timelines in comparison to how she felt?
She stood up, aware of Owen watching her, and got her jacket, with the intention of heading outside. She needed some fresh air. She was aware Jack spoke to her as she left, but she didn’t respond. The Hub was too oppressive just at that moment.
Staring over the bay, she tried to make sense of it all. Her feelings, the fact that she knowingly encouraged someone to go to their death, how easy it all was. Gradually she was aware of someone coming towards her. Someone who at any other time she would have given her left arm to have him so concerned about her. Now? Now she was just confused.
“He trusted me,” she said after a moment. “Right to the end...”
“Because you were strong,” Owen replied, before standing beside her, looking out. He pointed out over the bay. “All of this is still here because of you.”
Tosh shook her head sadly. “Because of Tommy.” She was sure of that. It wasn’t her, it was him. “Let’s hope we’re worth it.”
She turned and walked away from Owen for possibly the first time in her life, intending to head back inside. But the scene around her suddenly changed. Instead of cold, damn, familiar Cardiff, she was inside a room, and unfamiliar weight about her wrist. She looked down at it. A bracelet, seemingly fused to her skin. She looked at it for a moment, noting the buttons. Beside it was a device she’d never seen before. She picked it up. Not human. Interesting.
“Owen? Jack?” she called out. If this was one of someone’s hairbrained ideas, she wasn’t happy. Not today. When she got no answer, she carefully walked down the steps, idly wishing she was armed. She was only going for fresh air, it had never occurred to her. “If this is someone’s idea of a joke, you wait till payback.”
No answer.
“I won’t even bring the coffee in next time!"