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sassywitch.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Sep. 8th, 2005 12:12 am)Title: Alone Together (7/8)
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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
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1484017.html
Billy sat on the sand, Merry cradled on his lap and Luke seated close by his side, one of his arms looped loosely around the youngsters shoulders. They had managed to start their path to survival and as the sun set on their second day on the tiny beach Billy was pleased with their progress.
He had left Luke and Merry in charge of firewood collection and they had done an admirable job. Claire and Annie the two sisters from Portland, Oregon on the first (and probably last) overseas adventure had dragged all the suitcases off the beach and to the shade of the trees where Bertha waited. Bertha, a lovely octogenarian sorted through them looking for food, water, medication and suitable clothing while she watched over her injured husband.
While the others had all been occupied with their own tasks, Liam, the only other able bodied adult male, a man in his late 50’s from Dublin, and himself had taken on the grisly task of moving the bodies from the beach. Fifteen people had dies on this beach and Billy had carefully catalogued their documentation in a little bag that even sat at his side. The bodies lay a short distance along the beach, currently shrouded by a large piece of fabric like insulation from the small fragment of the fuselage that was lying in the water. Neither he nor Liam were sure what they should do so they had decided to cover them and decide what they should do tomorrow.
Bertha and the girls had found enough food and bottled water that it should last another two or three days if they were careful.
Now all he wanted to do was rest. His shoulder ached and he wanted nothing more than to be folded into Dom’s strong arms. Instead he pulled his young charges close to him. Merry was already asleep, her blonde curly head pushed tightly into the side of his neck her hand pressed over the steady reassuring beat of his heart. Luke remained a little more aloof, but he still curled into Billy’s warmth.
Billy leaned back against the tree stump he was using as a bakrest and wondered what happed to their parents. Talking to them during his wait before the flight had been a godsend. The bright conversation and genuine affection had taken his mind off the soul eating pain he always felt when he left his Dom.
Jane had recognized him immediately, even with his tear stained eyes hidden behind sunglasses. It amazed him how long it had actually taken her to screw up the courage to talk to him. When she had blushed and told him she was a lifelong scifi fantasy fan he had almost laughed. But when she had explained that she had named her children Luke Skywalker and Merry Brandybuck he had been compelled to meet the rest of the family. He pressed his lips to the top of Merry’s curly head as she murmured restlessly in her sleep.
His eyes misted as he wondered what had become of the young couple. He prayed they had survived and were stuck somewhere just like their children were. However, if the worst had happened he sent a silent prayer heavenwards that it had been quick and painless for them, and let them silently know that he would make sure that Luke and Merry were always safe and happy.
He cast his eyes across the others, as his eyelids grew heavy. Claire and Annie slept side by side, he smiled. In a different world he would like to be their friend. In a different environment he knew they could be good friends, even now their quirky dry senses of humor made him chuckle. Liam had lost his wife in the crash and under the circumstances he was holding up better than Billy would have. The only one that really worried him was Chuck, Bertha’s husband, he was seriously hurt and none of them could help him.
Billy let his eyes drift slowly closed his head falling forward to rest against Merry’s curls, Dom’s name on his lips and he drifted off to a restless uncomfortable sleep.
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
http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/1484017.html
Billy sat on the sand, Merry cradled on his lap and Luke seated close by his side, one of his arms looped loosely around the youngsters shoulders. They had managed to start their path to survival and as the sun set on their second day on the tiny beach Billy was pleased with their progress.
He had left Luke and Merry in charge of firewood collection and they had done an admirable job. Claire and Annie the two sisters from Portland, Oregon on the first (and probably last) overseas adventure had dragged all the suitcases off the beach and to the shade of the trees where Bertha waited. Bertha, a lovely octogenarian sorted through them looking for food, water, medication and suitable clothing while she watched over her injured husband.
While the others had all been occupied with their own tasks, Liam, the only other able bodied adult male, a man in his late 50’s from Dublin, and himself had taken on the grisly task of moving the bodies from the beach. Fifteen people had dies on this beach and Billy had carefully catalogued their documentation in a little bag that even sat at his side. The bodies lay a short distance along the beach, currently shrouded by a large piece of fabric like insulation from the small fragment of the fuselage that was lying in the water. Neither he nor Liam were sure what they should do so they had decided to cover them and decide what they should do tomorrow.
Bertha and the girls had found enough food and bottled water that it should last another two or three days if they were careful.
Now all he wanted to do was rest. His shoulder ached and he wanted nothing more than to be folded into Dom’s strong arms. Instead he pulled his young charges close to him. Merry was already asleep, her blonde curly head pushed tightly into the side of his neck her hand pressed over the steady reassuring beat of his heart. Luke remained a little more aloof, but he still curled into Billy’s warmth.
Billy leaned back against the tree stump he was using as a bakrest and wondered what happed to their parents. Talking to them during his wait before the flight had been a godsend. The bright conversation and genuine affection had taken his mind off the soul eating pain he always felt when he left his Dom.
Jane had recognized him immediately, even with his tear stained eyes hidden behind sunglasses. It amazed him how long it had actually taken her to screw up the courage to talk to him. When she had blushed and told him she was a lifelong scifi fantasy fan he had almost laughed. But when she had explained that she had named her children Luke Skywalker and Merry Brandybuck he had been compelled to meet the rest of the family. He pressed his lips to the top of Merry’s curly head as she murmured restlessly in her sleep.
His eyes misted as he wondered what had become of the young couple. He prayed they had survived and were stuck somewhere just like their children were. However, if the worst had happened he sent a silent prayer heavenwards that it had been quick and painless for them, and let them silently know that he would make sure that Luke and Merry were always safe and happy.
He cast his eyes across the others, as his eyelids grew heavy. Claire and Annie slept side by side, he smiled. In a different world he would like to be their friend. In a different environment he knew they could be good friends, even now their quirky dry senses of humor made him chuckle. Liam had lost his wife in the crash and under the circumstances he was holding up better than Billy would have. The only one that really worried him was Chuck, Bertha’s husband, he was seriously hurt and none of them could help him.
Billy let his eyes drift slowly closed his head falling forward to rest against Merry’s curls, Dom’s name on his lips and he drifted off to a restless uncomfortable sleep.
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