Ficlet
Ficlet for featherjean
Pairing: Tom/Diana
Prompt: Hand-holding
Diana Skouris wanted to believe this day couldn’t get any worse, but she had a nagging feeling in her stomach that this was just the beginning. Seeing people she didn’t feel like dealing with at that moment walking towards her she pushed open the nearest door and sighed with relief when she found the empty room.
Flopping onto the sofa she closed her eyes, letting out her breath for what seemed like the first time all day. She wanted to go home, watch a movie with Maia, and pretend like the day had never happened. Even better, she could go back overseas and pretend that none of it was real. That none of it had ever happened. Except Maia. She was glad she had her in her life.
There was a light knock on the door and before she’d even looked up Tom had entered the room. He smiled at her.
“Glad to be back I see?” he was trying to joke, but she could tell he was as worn out as she was.
“Yeah,” she replied, and listening to her own voice realised she didn’t even have the energy to be sarcastic.
He smiled slightly and walked over to her, sitting next to her on the sofa. They both sat there in silence for a few minutes, totally caught up in their own thoughts about the whole day. The fact that they knew everything was about to get a whole lot worse, and worried about the fact that no one else at NTAC seemed to realise that this was just the beginning.
With no warning Tom reached across and placed his hand on hers. “It’ll be OK, Diana.”
She looked at him and tilted her head slightly. “You don’t believe that anymore than I do.”
“I have to believe it, because you don’t.”
She managed a slight smile and intertwined her fingers with his, leaning back into the sofa and closing her eyes.
“And I have to believe it because I refuse to let anyone hurt you or Maia,” he said, very quietly.
She opened her eyes and looked at him. “I know.”
“Good,” he replied, then nodded towards the door. “Should we go back out there?”
She squeezed his hand as she closed her eyes again. “In a minute.”
Pairing: Tom/Diana
Prompt: Hand-holding
Diana Skouris wanted to believe this day couldn’t get any worse, but she had a nagging feeling in her stomach that this was just the beginning. Seeing people she didn’t feel like dealing with at that moment walking towards her she pushed open the nearest door and sighed with relief when she found the empty room.
Flopping onto the sofa she closed her eyes, letting out her breath for what seemed like the first time all day. She wanted to go home, watch a movie with Maia, and pretend like the day had never happened. Even better, she could go back overseas and pretend that none of it was real. That none of it had ever happened. Except Maia. She was glad she had her in her life.
There was a light knock on the door and before she’d even looked up Tom had entered the room. He smiled at her.
“Glad to be back I see?” he was trying to joke, but she could tell he was as worn out as she was.
“Yeah,” she replied, and listening to her own voice realised she didn’t even have the energy to be sarcastic.
He smiled slightly and walked over to her, sitting next to her on the sofa. They both sat there in silence for a few minutes, totally caught up in their own thoughts about the whole day. The fact that they knew everything was about to get a whole lot worse, and worried about the fact that no one else at NTAC seemed to realise that this was just the beginning.
With no warning Tom reached across and placed his hand on hers. “It’ll be OK, Diana.”
She looked at him and tilted her head slightly. “You don’t believe that anymore than I do.”
“I have to believe it, because you don’t.”
She managed a slight smile and intertwined her fingers with his, leaning back into the sofa and closing her eyes.
“And I have to believe it because I refuse to let anyone hurt you or Maia,” he said, very quietly.
She opened her eyes and looked at him. “I know.”
“Good,” he replied, then nodded towards the door. “Should we go back out there?”
She squeezed his hand as she closed her eyes again. “In a minute.”