Threshold: Verge (The Dying Declarations Remix) (Lucas/Nigel | K | 200w)
[ Lucas/Nigel | K | 200w | 2007-07-02 | Mirror ]
This is the last thing Lucas expects, at the last moment he expects it.
Author’s Notes: Written for remixthedrabble; a remix of Tangled On The Floor by dreams_power. Also, very schmoopy. *g*
Verge (The Dying Declarations Remix)
Lucas Pegg was about to die. Because he’d taken the crazy alien mother’s baby and he could tell, from her shrieking-he was absolutely going to die. His spine had melted into fluid a good ten minutes back and it was pure momentum that was keeping him going, now, that and…
…“oof.” And then he was lost in a tangle of coats and limbs, unable to stop himself from yielding to gravity and falling to the floor.
Nigel?, he thought breathlessly (only Lucas could manage to think something breathlessly), his whole body zinging with the knowledge that it was about to die and that it was pressed up very close against Dr. Nigel Fenway.
Funny things happen on the verge of imminent death. Which was the only way that Lucas could explain to himself why Nigel had to physically push Lucas off of him to get a clear shot at their alien attacker. “Get off me, I’m trying to save you!”
And it was the only way that he could explain why, even though it was to save him, he hadn’t wanted to move and why still, all this time later, he was wishing the moment hadn’t ended so abruptly.
This is the last thing Lucas expects, at the last moment he expects it.
Author’s Notes: Written for remixthedrabble; a remix of Tangled On The Floor by dreams_power. Also, very schmoopy. *g*
Verge (The Dying Declarations Remix)
Lucas Pegg was about to die. Because he’d taken the crazy alien mother’s baby and he could tell, from her shrieking-he was absolutely going to die. His spine had melted into fluid a good ten minutes back and it was pure momentum that was keeping him going, now, that and…
…“oof.” And then he was lost in a tangle of coats and limbs, unable to stop himself from yielding to gravity and falling to the floor.
Nigel?, he thought breathlessly (only Lucas could manage to think something breathlessly), his whole body zinging with the knowledge that it was about to die and that it was pressed up very close against Dr. Nigel Fenway.
Funny things happen on the verge of imminent death. Which was the only way that Lucas could explain to himself why Nigel had to physically push Lucas off of him to get a clear shot at their alien attacker. “Get off me, I’m trying to save you!”
And it was the only way that he could explain why, even though it was to save him, he hadn’t wanted to move and why still, all this time later, he was wishing the moment hadn’t ended so abruptly.