Lie to Me fic: A lot of life in you (1/1)
Title: A lot of life in you
Cal/Gillian, Emily, no spoilers, drabble, 170 words, pg
Disclaimer: I do not own this show or these characters.
Author's Notes: Thank you to my beta, tempertemper77 - it's good to be back! Longer things coming soon but for now a little drabble.
I can see a lot of life in you
I can see a lot of bright in you
- Sufjan Stevens
Cal had been unconscious for thirteen hours, seventeen minutes and forty-four seconds. Or as close to that as Gillian could figure. She'd left Emily curled up on the sofa in the corner of the room, her hand limply holding onto her phone as she slept in a position guaranteed to give her neck ache when she woke up.
Gillian had gone shopping. She was good at taking care of people. Emily awoke as she entered the room rustling bags and with a smile on her face.
"What have you got there, Gill?" Emily asked, rubbing her eyes as she sat up.
"Everything. Slushies - orange ones. Stix. Twinkies."
"Sugar. Good." Emily smiled, padding over to the bags now resting around Cal's hospital blanket-clad feet.
As the two settled down into opposite chairs, their chosen treats in hand, Emily asked, "What do we do now?" She sounded so young, looked so small, in that instant.
Gillian looked over at her, nothing but gentle resolve upon her face. "We wait."
Fin
Cal/Gillian, Emily, no spoilers, drabble, 170 words, pg
Disclaimer: I do not own this show or these characters.
Author's Notes: Thank you to my beta, tempertemper77 - it's good to be back! Longer things coming soon but for now a little drabble.
I can see a lot of life in you
I can see a lot of bright in you
- Sufjan Stevens
Cal had been unconscious for thirteen hours, seventeen minutes and forty-four seconds. Or as close to that as Gillian could figure. She'd left Emily curled up on the sofa in the corner of the room, her hand limply holding onto her phone as she slept in a position guaranteed to give her neck ache when she woke up.
Gillian had gone shopping. She was good at taking care of people. Emily awoke as she entered the room rustling bags and with a smile on her face.
"What have you got there, Gill?" Emily asked, rubbing her eyes as she sat up.
"Everything. Slushies - orange ones. Stix. Twinkies."
"Sugar. Good." Emily smiled, padding over to the bags now resting around Cal's hospital blanket-clad feet.
As the two settled down into opposite chairs, their chosen treats in hand, Emily asked, "What do we do now?" She sounded so young, looked so small, in that instant.
Gillian looked over at her, nothing but gentle resolve upon her face. "We wait."
Fin