POI Independence day crossover fusion fic #15: A Dark Night of Despair
TITLE: A dark night of despair
AUTHOR: whomii2
DISCLAIMER: do not own
They were all pretty depressed after the disastrous alien encounter. How could they hope to survive, let alone win against the enemy? Were they all doomed?
Nathan found Harold moping in the canteen, surrounded by empty soda cans and staring despondently at pictures of Grace on his laptop. She had been none to pleased when Harold had confessed some other truths he might have fudged. Harold wasn't an orphan, had never been in the French Foreign legion, and had arbitrarily placed his birthday in October because he wanted to be a Libra. Nathan knew the other man needed to pull himself together if he was going to help them come up with a way out of this mess.
“Snap out of it man, we don't have time for this.”
“I am going to spend the rest of my life alone”
“The rest of your life will be less than a day if you don't pull yourself together. Now come on, show us all you're just as smart as you always said you were.”
“But Grace...”
“Will be more likely to take you back if you pull this off. Take it from me, women love a man who saves the world.”
Harold had to admit that that seemed probable. After all look at that pilot. In the dog house with that nurse after stringing her along and then dumping her in the name of duty. But one rescue from almost certain death (or a really painful flesh wound) and suddenly he was back in her good graces. Saving the planet should certainly more than make up for a few little white lies in the relationship ledger.
Yes, yes he could do this! He would save the day and win Grace back! Geeks would inherit the Earth!!
He began typing away furiously on his laptop, the picture of Grace minimized to the upper right corner of the screen to remind him what he was fighting for.
Chapter 16: http://whomii2.livejournal.com/83372.html
AUTHOR: whomii2
DISCLAIMER: do not own
They were all pretty depressed after the disastrous alien encounter. How could they hope to survive, let alone win against the enemy? Were they all doomed?
Nathan found Harold moping in the canteen, surrounded by empty soda cans and staring despondently at pictures of Grace on his laptop. She had been none to pleased when Harold had confessed some other truths he might have fudged. Harold wasn't an orphan, had never been in the French Foreign legion, and had arbitrarily placed his birthday in October because he wanted to be a Libra. Nathan knew the other man needed to pull himself together if he was going to help them come up with a way out of this mess.
“Snap out of it man, we don't have time for this.”
“I am going to spend the rest of my life alone”
“The rest of your life will be less than a day if you don't pull yourself together. Now come on, show us all you're just as smart as you always said you were.”
“But Grace...”
“Will be more likely to take you back if you pull this off. Take it from me, women love a man who saves the world.”
Harold had to admit that that seemed probable. After all look at that pilot. In the dog house with that nurse after stringing her along and then dumping her in the name of duty. But one rescue from almost certain death (or a really painful flesh wound) and suddenly he was back in her good graces. Saving the planet should certainly more than make up for a few little white lies in the relationship ledger.
Yes, yes he could do this! He would save the day and win Grace back! Geeks would inherit the Earth!!
He began typing away furiously on his laptop, the picture of Grace minimized to the upper right corner of the screen to remind him what he was fighting for.
Chapter 16: http://whomii2.livejournal.com/83372.html