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sassywitch.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Sep. 7th, 2005 12:25 am)Title: Alone Together (6/8)
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sassywitch
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: M
Summary: When two people are in love there's nothing in the world that can keep them apart.
Feedback: Is a glorious thing!
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be damn it.
Author’s Notes: Thanks and many warm squichy hugs tothe1elf and hobbits_n_men and kalamitykat . X posted to Monaboyd and bdotp
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1480398.html
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1480652.html
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1481004.html
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1481583.html
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1482667.html
Dom spent the flight in virtual silence. His headphones on, his eyes staring blankly at the screen in front of him. A trail of tears occasionally tracking unchecked down his pale cheeks. Evey did what she could for him. Forcing him to pick at his food when the flight attendant brought it to him and making him drink water when she could.
Shortly before the flight was due to touchdown one of the attendants knelt beside Dom and spoke softly to him.
“Mr Monaghan.” She started softly, her eyes wide and glistening with emotion. “The pilot has asked me to inform you that the press are creating quite a disturbance in the arrivals lounge. He wondered if you might like to use our VIP lounge and avoid them.”
“Thank you.” Dom nodded in acceptance of the offer.
“Mr Monaghan.” She started awkwardly reaching out to cover his hand with hers. “I don’t expect you to remember us, if we’re doing or jobs right you won’t, but I’ve,” she paused gesturing to the two stewardesses who waited at the top of the aisle. “We’ve all worked on several flights that you’ve been on, you and Mr Boyd. E want to tell you how sorry we are for your loss.” She paused her eyes luminous. “You were so perfect together. I can’t believe that he’s gone.”
One lone fat tear trickled down Dom’s cheek, his breath catching in his throat before he looked up into her eyes.
“I won’t believe that he’s gone.” He spoke softly. ‘He is still out there somewhere waiting for us to fin him.
“But…” the stewardess started to speak.
“I know he’s still alive Shona.” He spoke glancing at her name tag.
Evey caught Shona’s eye as she would have argued, shaking her head almost imperceptibly.
“I’ll be back after touchdown.” She spoke softly, squeezing Dom’s hand gently. “We’ll be stop away from the terminals and take you and Miss Lilly by waiting car to the VIP area and immigrations and then take you to your friends.” She smiled.
“Friends?” Dom frowned.
“They’ll be waiting in the VIP lounge.” She smiles as she walked down the aisle.
True to her word, the plane had barely touched down before he and evey were whisked off the plane and into a waiting car. After they had been put through immigration they were taken to the terminal via secure access. As they walked down the deserted corridors following a security guard Dom’s resolve hardened. No matter what it took he was going to find Billy.
Turning into the room, the door held oen by the guard Dom almost smiled. His closest friends in the world were all here. Elijah, Orli, Viggo, Bean and even Sir Ian were all scattered about the room. Maggie sat looking tiny and fril in the corner of a sofa.
“You all look like shite.” He spoke softly unable to muster his normal bravado.
“Best you don’t go near a mirror than Merriadoc.” Ian laughed solemnly.
At the sound of his voice Maggie launched herself across the room and slammed into his arms.
Their arms wrapped tightly around each other attempting to draw strength from the other. Absorbinf each others pain.
“He’s not dead Maggie.” He murmured over and over against her hair. “He’s not.”
“Dom.” Bean spoke from across the room. “We’ve all seen the wreckage mate, there’s no way he could have survived.” He trailed off shrugging his shoulders at the frowns from the others.
“I don’t give a shit what anybody has seen. He’s not fucking dead.”
“Dom.” Viggo glanced at the others. “You shouldn’t make this harder than it needs to be.”
“You know what.” Dom pressed his fists against his hips and glared around the room. “If you don’t believe me you can all just fuck off right now.” He paused to draw a deep breath. “If you can’t have faith in his survival then he doesn’t need you here. He’s out there somewhere.” He waved his arms wildly. “He’s out there somewhere alive and I’m not going to let him die alone and forgotten.” His Anger ran out of steam and his voice broke into shaking sobs. “For Fucks sake, he wouldn’t give up on any one of you.”
Bean walked across the room and opened his arms to Dom.
“C’mere.” He spoke gruffly his eyes bright and pulled Dom into his arms hugging him tight against his chest. “If you believe then so do I.” He stated gently stroking Dom’s back.
“Surely lads, if we can save Middle earth surely we can find a wee hobbit.” Orli stated softly.
A security guard had entered the room and spoken softly to Evey. Clearing her throat she interrupted apologetically.
“Dom they’ve asked if you could make a statement.”
“No fucking way” Dom hissed angrily. “He’s not dead and he’s not their cheap headline.
“It might be advantageous Dominic.” Ian spoke softly “You’ll need resources should you need to search.
Dom pulled out of Bean’s embrace and looked at his friends hopeful faces.
“Lets do this then.” He stood still and inhaled several long deep calming breaths.
Trying to maintain a calm demeanor was the hardest thing Dom had ever done, all he wanted to do was find his lover, but the press seemed intent on dragging him down into the sorrow they expected him to wallow in.
“I’d like to thank you all for coming.” He began. “I’ve come here today to find my closest friend, Billy Boyd” Dom’s voice caught painfully as he spoke “As you’re all aware his plane crashed and so fare there have been no survivors. So far.”
“So you believe there could be survivors?” One journalist asked.
“I know there are survivors.” Dom answered “I know Billy is not gone.” He added quickly.
“So does this mean we can expect a relationship with Evangeline now?” another asked. They all recognized him, he was a sleazy tabloid reporter with no morals and even less dignity.
Dom couldn’t help himself, without a second’s hesitation, and in the blink of an eye. Dom launched himself off the small podium and drawing his arms back quickly, punched the offending reporter squarely in the face. One hand screwing his shirt into a ball and pulling him closer. The other winding up for another, when the security guard grabbed him by the elbow.
“Don’t you ever fucking say that again you dirtbag.” Dom growled at him as he was pulled away from him. “Billy will be back….where he belongs beside me.” He pulled out of security’s loose grasp and stalked back towards the room that held his friends and their plans to bring their lost member home.
Author:
sassywitchPairing: BB/DM
Rating: M
Summary: When two people are in love there's nothing in the world that can keep them apart.
Feedback: Is a glorious thing!
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be damn it.
Author’s Notes: Thanks and many warm squichy hugs to
the1elf and hobbits_n_men and kalamitykat . X posted to Monaboyd and bdotphttp://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1480398.html
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1480652.html
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1481004.html
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1481583.html
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1482667.html
Dom spent the flight in virtual silence. His headphones on, his eyes staring blankly at the screen in front of him. A trail of tears occasionally tracking unchecked down his pale cheeks. Evey did what she could for him. Forcing him to pick at his food when the flight attendant brought it to him and making him drink water when she could.
Shortly before the flight was due to touchdown one of the attendants knelt beside Dom and spoke softly to him.
“Mr Monaghan.” She started softly, her eyes wide and glistening with emotion. “The pilot has asked me to inform you that the press are creating quite a disturbance in the arrivals lounge. He wondered if you might like to use our VIP lounge and avoid them.”
“Thank you.” Dom nodded in acceptance of the offer.
“Mr Monaghan.” She started awkwardly reaching out to cover his hand with hers. “I don’t expect you to remember us, if we’re doing or jobs right you won’t, but I’ve,” she paused gesturing to the two stewardesses who waited at the top of the aisle. “We’ve all worked on several flights that you’ve been on, you and Mr Boyd. E want to tell you how sorry we are for your loss.” She paused her eyes luminous. “You were so perfect together. I can’t believe that he’s gone.”
One lone fat tear trickled down Dom’s cheek, his breath catching in his throat before he looked up into her eyes.
“I won’t believe that he’s gone.” He spoke softly. ‘He is still out there somewhere waiting for us to fin him.
“But…” the stewardess started to speak.
“I know he’s still alive Shona.” He spoke glancing at her name tag.
Evey caught Shona’s eye as she would have argued, shaking her head almost imperceptibly.
“I’ll be back after touchdown.” She spoke softly, squeezing Dom’s hand gently. “We’ll be stop away from the terminals and take you and Miss Lilly by waiting car to the VIP area and immigrations and then take you to your friends.” She smiled.
“Friends?” Dom frowned.
“They’ll be waiting in the VIP lounge.” She smiles as she walked down the aisle.
True to her word, the plane had barely touched down before he and evey were whisked off the plane and into a waiting car. After they had been put through immigration they were taken to the terminal via secure access. As they walked down the deserted corridors following a security guard Dom’s resolve hardened. No matter what it took he was going to find Billy.
Turning into the room, the door held oen by the guard Dom almost smiled. His closest friends in the world were all here. Elijah, Orli, Viggo, Bean and even Sir Ian were all scattered about the room. Maggie sat looking tiny and fril in the corner of a sofa.
“You all look like shite.” He spoke softly unable to muster his normal bravado.
“Best you don’t go near a mirror than Merriadoc.” Ian laughed solemnly.
At the sound of his voice Maggie launched herself across the room and slammed into his arms.
Their arms wrapped tightly around each other attempting to draw strength from the other. Absorbinf each others pain.
“He’s not dead Maggie.” He murmured over and over against her hair. “He’s not.”
“Dom.” Bean spoke from across the room. “We’ve all seen the wreckage mate, there’s no way he could have survived.” He trailed off shrugging his shoulders at the frowns from the others.
“I don’t give a shit what anybody has seen. He’s not fucking dead.”
“Dom.” Viggo glanced at the others. “You shouldn’t make this harder than it needs to be.”
“You know what.” Dom pressed his fists against his hips and glared around the room. “If you don’t believe me you can all just fuck off right now.” He paused to draw a deep breath. “If you can’t have faith in his survival then he doesn’t need you here. He’s out there somewhere.” He waved his arms wildly. “He’s out there somewhere alive and I’m not going to let him die alone and forgotten.” His Anger ran out of steam and his voice broke into shaking sobs. “For Fucks sake, he wouldn’t give up on any one of you.”
Bean walked across the room and opened his arms to Dom.
“C’mere.” He spoke gruffly his eyes bright and pulled Dom into his arms hugging him tight against his chest. “If you believe then so do I.” He stated gently stroking Dom’s back.
“Surely lads, if we can save Middle earth surely we can find a wee hobbit.” Orli stated softly.
A security guard had entered the room and spoken softly to Evey. Clearing her throat she interrupted apologetically.
“Dom they’ve asked if you could make a statement.”
“No fucking way” Dom hissed angrily. “He’s not dead and he’s not their cheap headline.
“It might be advantageous Dominic.” Ian spoke softly “You’ll need resources should you need to search.
Dom pulled out of Bean’s embrace and looked at his friends hopeful faces.
“Lets do this then.” He stood still and inhaled several long deep calming breaths.
Trying to maintain a calm demeanor was the hardest thing Dom had ever done, all he wanted to do was find his lover, but the press seemed intent on dragging him down into the sorrow they expected him to wallow in.
“I’d like to thank you all for coming.” He began. “I’ve come here today to find my closest friend, Billy Boyd” Dom’s voice caught painfully as he spoke “As you’re all aware his plane crashed and so fare there have been no survivors. So far.”
“So you believe there could be survivors?” One journalist asked.
“I know there are survivors.” Dom answered “I know Billy is not gone.” He added quickly.
“So does this mean we can expect a relationship with Evangeline now?” another asked. They all recognized him, he was a sleazy tabloid reporter with no morals and even less dignity.
Dom couldn’t help himself, without a second’s hesitation, and in the blink of an eye. Dom launched himself off the small podium and drawing his arms back quickly, punched the offending reporter squarely in the face. One hand screwing his shirt into a ball and pulling him closer. The other winding up for another, when the security guard grabbed him by the elbow.
“Don’t you ever fucking say that again you dirtbag.” Dom growled at him as he was pulled away from him. “Billy will be back….where he belongs beside me.” He pulled out of security’s loose grasp and stalked back towards the room that held his friends and their plans to bring their lost member home.
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