[He hadn't called, hadn't visited, hadn't been seen in a few days, so what was Fran to do? What could she do, beyond visiting him to see...to know. She might have been the one to 'dump' him, but that didn't mean she no longer cared what became of him.
[He opens the door, a wineglass in his hand, and looks at her without much of an expression on his face. Then he gestures for her to come in, moving to an armchair.]
Lovers! *grins*captain_flyboyApril 20 2012, 19:06:00 UTC
Most people know Jack Harkness as a man who can charm and flirt, but when faced with battle, Jack becomes something else altogether. He had been fighting near Martha and saw her fall. "NO," he cried out running to her side, "no....not you Martha....not you...please."
Re: Lovers! *grins*notrosesshadowApril 20 2012, 21:47:19 UTC
Martha lay on the ground clutching her belly. And then Jack was beside her. She brought her "clean" hand up to his cheek. "Sshhhh.... Jack. It's OK," she tried to calm him, knowing full well she was going to die. Stomach wounds were not good.
Martha saying she's okay draws a harsh laugh out of Jack. "Only you would say that while bleeding on the ground," he says, "Martha....it wasn't supposed to end like this.....you were supposed to live a good long life."
[A cursed weapon. Cursed. Powerful enough to deflect even an angel's grace. Fucking demons. What better way to take the fight out of the archangel than to kill his heart? His love. Gabriel kneels beside Sam, lifting him into his arms.] Don't you do thise, kid. Don't you dare die on me.
[Sam chokes out some blood as Gabriel moves him. He struggles to breathe, in and out, his body shaking. The knife is still imbedded into his chest, probably puncturing a lung.]
Hey. [Sam manages to get out, trying to smile up to the angel.] 's...it's okay, Gabe.
[Nonononono. The words were a panicked drone in his mind as he threw his shoulder against the door. Once. Twice. Finally the wood splintered and gave beneath a frantic hunter.
[What Bobby saw in the room made him sick. Bastard hunters had taken Sam, beaten the kid nearly beyond recognition. Half his face was caved in, ribs broken, arm and wrist at an unnatural angle. Choking back an anguished sound, he kneels beside the man he calls son, moving a lank bit of hair from his face.]
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A few minutes from suicide...
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So, with a sturdy rap, she knocks on the door.]
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Have you come to say goodbye?
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Time: 1 or 2.
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Time: Appropriately a few minutes (1)
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Hey. [Sam manages to get out, trying to smile up to the angel.] 's...it's okay, Gabe.
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[What Bobby saw in the room made him sick. Bastard hunters had taken Sam, beaten the kid nearly beyond recognition. Half his face was caved in, ribs broken, arm and wrist at an unnatural angle. Choking back an anguished sound, he kneels beside the man he calls son, moving a lank bit of hair from his face.]
Sam? C'mon kid, give me a sign here.
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