In which Michael finds his father.

Dec 22, 2009 11:18

Storming a Triad guarded building wasn't an easy thing to do, so they went in with every weapon they had. Finding out where they were even holding his father had been hard, but they had still managed to do it, tracking their movement and backtracking when they were wrong, over and over again until they had found the right facility, and even then ( Read more... )

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likely_evil December 22 2009, 16:29:02 UTC
The cold floor was the only comfort that Sam had for the last few days as his body was starting to succumb to the infections and pain and the last residuals of the blood addiction withdrawal.

It was easier to just lay still and breathe and sleep then to even fight any longer. Stolas had even gotten bored when Sam stopped fighting back and just laid there and ignored him. He wondered if they were just waiting for something, or if they just planned to let him die on his own and see how long it would take.

He woke up when the exorcism was played over the PA. His face was turned away from the door and he couldn't even lift his head when he heard the door open and his son's voice. He did, however, hiss as he felt his son's hand on his shoulder. It was a light touch but he just hurt everywhere at this point.

"Michael?" he asked, hoping it wasn't a trick of Stolas' in his mind again. One bloodshot eye cracked open to see the foggy outline of his son.

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likely_evil December 23 2009, 17:25:36 UTC
"And wear a helmet!" he stated as Michael got closer to the door. Last thing he needed was a tree taking his son out.

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herecmestrouble December 23 2009, 21:38:52 UTC
Michael laughed as he got to the door, before turning back with a smirk. "You got it, Dad."

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