Fic: Perfect Soldier (16?)
Title: Perfect Soldier - Chapter Sixteen
Genre: Crossover (Dark Angel) / Drama
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sam/Kurt.
Summary: Sam Evans, X4-471, decided that Lima, Ohio was a safe, innocent and unassuming place to start a new life. One moment changed that assumption.
Sam pulled back off of the wall, gripping at his arm. A bullet had grazed his shoulder, but he was doing alright, he was built strong. He and Jondy had been shot at and the shooters, according to the smartass X5 were “definitely Manticore.”
“Well, the fact that they’re definitely Manticore makes this a success, right?” he asked. He was in a little bit of pain but it was no big deal. He had been shot in training before and this was barely a scratch in comparison. He just wanted to make sure that they had Manticore off of their trail and could head towards a point in time where they could live normal lives. All that mattered to Sam, the objective of this mission so to speak was just to get back to Kurt. Getting back to Kurt was all that truly mattered.
“Perhaps,” the girl said, checking out the sides of them for any sign of activity. She signaled to Sam with her hands that they were clear, even as she spoke the words. Training had been ingrained into the X5 far deeper than it had in him. It would take her a long time to escape the holds of who she had been before this. “We’re clear for now, Sam, I want to get you back to the motel and patch you up before we figure out what to do next. You’re not going to be any help bleeding all over like that. It’s just going to slow you down and make a mess.”
“Truth,” Sam said, smirking a little bit. He followed her along. They had truthfully lost the trail of the Manticore officers who had been on their case. It was a relief, considering that a real encounter with Manticore officers could have been far more deadly. “I’ll do whatever it takes, even if we have to lead them on another wild goose chase,” he said, as they arrived at the motel. They had both used their full strength to get there, so it had only taken a couple of minutes. When they arrived he sat down on the bed and mumbled the words he had been dying to say, “I just want to get home to Kurt.”
“I don’t really get this love thing,” she said, blandly. “I loved the others, I suppose, but still, it’s weird and not something that is completely in my range of comprehension. It seems that it leads to foolishness.”
Sam quirked an eyebrow at her and laughed. “Yes, it does,” he said, sitting down on the bed and groaning. He checked his arm. The bleeding had become a little more manageable and apparently the X5 was a trained medic, because she immediately started putting together some makeshift bandages for him.
“You really need some kind of antiseptic,” she said, “but I’m sure it’ll heal just fine.”
Sam let her bandage up his wounds with the cloth strips she had formed out of old clothing, leaning against the bed.
“Do you think they’ll ever stop looking, Sam?” she asked gingerly, after a few moments of patching him up. “Even if we have them off our trail completely, right now, and you go back to Lima and I go on to California?”
Sam thought about that. He was not sure. Even if he was a simple waste of genetic material, he honestly did not think they would ever stop looking. He wondered what that meant for him and what it meant for Kurt. Could he and Kurt go on and live a good, normal life? Could he survive? Could he put Kurt through all of this when he truly wasn’t human and would always be brought down by those who’d made him?
What did his future hold? God all he knew was that he wanted to get back to Kurt.
“No,” he mumbled. “I don’t think they’ll ever stop looking.”
It was incredibly sobering to think like this, think about never having a chance to have a normal life. Then again, the normal humans out there, they never imagined their world would be turned around by an electromagnetic pulse. By Sam’s understanding, he could call Kurt right now in the old world, just dial Kurt and ask him how he was doing, if he was okay.
He couldn’t.
The world wasn’t any more normal than he was.
“You know what? I can’t run another distraction mission. I’m going home.”
Sam was surprised when the words came out of his mouth, but they did. He was going home. He could not take this anymore. He was going to go home and do his best to live a normal life. Manticore be damned, he was not going to let anyone get their hands on his Kurt. Kurt was not going to be harmed in any way at all.
“That’s not advisable, Sam.”
He shook his head. “No, but the rules don’t apply anymore,” he said. “This world isn’t the same as it once was and Kurt’s what really matters. I can keep him safe. They’re always going to be looking for me and I can’t keep running away from the only thing that makes me human. What I feel for Kurt is better than anything else, you have to understand that.”
“I don’t,” she mumbled hesitantly.
Sam hugged the X5. “I wish you the best,” he said, pulling her into an embrace before she could object to him doing so. “You always know what city you’ll find me in Jondy, okay? If you need any help getting out of a sticky situation, or anything, you know where to come. Thank you so much for helping me out here but you have to get on to California and I have to go home to Kurt.”
“You are crazy, X4-471.”
“Oh yes, I am.”
Sam was proud of his craziness. He gave Jondy another long lingering hug and then headed down towards the abandoned areas they had discovered the night before. He wouldn’t need a vehicle yet, not with his speed and strength. He just wanted to get home to Kurt. Kurt was living in this broken world with him and he had to make sure that nothing befell the person he was so incredibly in love with.
“Coming home.”
Genre: Crossover (Dark Angel) / Drama
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sam/Kurt.
Summary: Sam Evans, X4-471, decided that Lima, Ohio was a safe, innocent and unassuming place to start a new life. One moment changed that assumption.
Sam pulled back off of the wall, gripping at his arm. A bullet had grazed his shoulder, but he was doing alright, he was built strong. He and Jondy had been shot at and the shooters, according to the smartass X5 were “definitely Manticore.”
“Well, the fact that they’re definitely Manticore makes this a success, right?” he asked. He was in a little bit of pain but it was no big deal. He had been shot in training before and this was barely a scratch in comparison. He just wanted to make sure that they had Manticore off of their trail and could head towards a point in time where they could live normal lives. All that mattered to Sam, the objective of this mission so to speak was just to get back to Kurt. Getting back to Kurt was all that truly mattered.
“Perhaps,” the girl said, checking out the sides of them for any sign of activity. She signaled to Sam with her hands that they were clear, even as she spoke the words. Training had been ingrained into the X5 far deeper than it had in him. It would take her a long time to escape the holds of who she had been before this. “We’re clear for now, Sam, I want to get you back to the motel and patch you up before we figure out what to do next. You’re not going to be any help bleeding all over like that. It’s just going to slow you down and make a mess.”
“Truth,” Sam said, smirking a little bit. He followed her along. They had truthfully lost the trail of the Manticore officers who had been on their case. It was a relief, considering that a real encounter with Manticore officers could have been far more deadly. “I’ll do whatever it takes, even if we have to lead them on another wild goose chase,” he said, as they arrived at the motel. They had both used their full strength to get there, so it had only taken a couple of minutes. When they arrived he sat down on the bed and mumbled the words he had been dying to say, “I just want to get home to Kurt.”
“I don’t really get this love thing,” she said, blandly. “I loved the others, I suppose, but still, it’s weird and not something that is completely in my range of comprehension. It seems that it leads to foolishness.”
Sam quirked an eyebrow at her and laughed. “Yes, it does,” he said, sitting down on the bed and groaning. He checked his arm. The bleeding had become a little more manageable and apparently the X5 was a trained medic, because she immediately started putting together some makeshift bandages for him.
“You really need some kind of antiseptic,” she said, “but I’m sure it’ll heal just fine.”
Sam let her bandage up his wounds with the cloth strips she had formed out of old clothing, leaning against the bed.
“Do you think they’ll ever stop looking, Sam?” she asked gingerly, after a few moments of patching him up. “Even if we have them off our trail completely, right now, and you go back to Lima and I go on to California?”
Sam thought about that. He was not sure. Even if he was a simple waste of genetic material, he honestly did not think they would ever stop looking. He wondered what that meant for him and what it meant for Kurt. Could he and Kurt go on and live a good, normal life? Could he survive? Could he put Kurt through all of this when he truly wasn’t human and would always be brought down by those who’d made him?
What did his future hold? God all he knew was that he wanted to get back to Kurt.
“No,” he mumbled. “I don’t think they’ll ever stop looking.”
It was incredibly sobering to think like this, think about never having a chance to have a normal life. Then again, the normal humans out there, they never imagined their world would be turned around by an electromagnetic pulse. By Sam’s understanding, he could call Kurt right now in the old world, just dial Kurt and ask him how he was doing, if he was okay.
He couldn’t.
The world wasn’t any more normal than he was.
“You know what? I can’t run another distraction mission. I’m going home.”
Sam was surprised when the words came out of his mouth, but they did. He was going home. He could not take this anymore. He was going to go home and do his best to live a normal life. Manticore be damned, he was not going to let anyone get their hands on his Kurt. Kurt was not going to be harmed in any way at all.
“That’s not advisable, Sam.”
He shook his head. “No, but the rules don’t apply anymore,” he said. “This world isn’t the same as it once was and Kurt’s what really matters. I can keep him safe. They’re always going to be looking for me and I can’t keep running away from the only thing that makes me human. What I feel for Kurt is better than anything else, you have to understand that.”
“I don’t,” she mumbled hesitantly.
Sam hugged the X5. “I wish you the best,” he said, pulling her into an embrace before she could object to him doing so. “You always know what city you’ll find me in Jondy, okay? If you need any help getting out of a sticky situation, or anything, you know where to come. Thank you so much for helping me out here but you have to get on to California and I have to go home to Kurt.”
“You are crazy, X4-471.”
“Oh yes, I am.”
Sam was proud of his craziness. He gave Jondy another long lingering hug and then headed down towards the abandoned areas they had discovered the night before. He wouldn’t need a vehicle yet, not with his speed and strength. He just wanted to get home to Kurt. Kurt was living in this broken world with him and he had to make sure that nothing befell the person he was so incredibly in love with.
“Coming home.”