[Stargate: Drabble] "Lean on Me" [SG-22, G]
Title: Lean on Me
Prompt: writerverse challenge #34 quick fic amnesty, prompt ‘parallel’
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: Sometimes needing someone to lean on is completely literal.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Lean on Me
“These are going to need stitches,” said Janet, running professional fingers along the four parallel gashes in Gryff’s right side. “Do you think you can sit still enough for just a local anesthetic?”
“I…” Gryff began. She hated being knocked out, hated the groggy feeling it gave her, but she wasn’t sure she could hold still.
“Give her the local, doc,” said Toby, coming around the curtain from the next bed. “She can lean on me.”
Gryff nodded to Janet, and leaned her forehead against his shoulder, letting Toby curl his hands over her shoulder blades. “Thanks,” she murmured.
“Anytime.”
THE END
Current Mood:
nerdy
Prompt: writerverse challenge #34 quick fic amnesty, prompt ‘parallel’
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: Sometimes needing someone to lean on is completely literal.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Lean on Me
“These are going to need stitches,” said Janet, running professional fingers along the four parallel gashes in Gryff’s right side. “Do you think you can sit still enough for just a local anesthetic?”
“I…” Gryff began. She hated being knocked out, hated the groggy feeling it gave her, but she wasn’t sure she could hold still.
“Give her the local, doc,” said Toby, coming around the curtain from the next bed. “She can lean on me.”
Gryff nodded to Janet, and leaned her forehead against his shoulder, letting Toby curl his hands over her shoulder blades. “Thanks,” she murmured.
“Anytime.”
THE END
Current Mood:
nerdy