Alone Together (8a/8)

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Title: Alone Together (8a/8)
Author: 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 squishy hugs to the1elf and hobbits_n_men and kalamitykat . X posted to Monaboyd and bdotp

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Dom paced. That’s what he did. Six steps took him from one wall and another six took him back to the other. Bean leaned against the doorframe, his eyes squinting against the fading sunlight, listening to Dom’s agitated footfalls and watching for the return of their friends from a long day searching. Evey sat in the corner of the room, her arms folded against her chest, slouched in the armchair just watching Dom.

Each time his six steps brought him to a blank gray wall he fought not to drive his fist through the aging plaster. He had barely slept, hardly eaten. He knew he looked like shit, he certainly felt like it. The others were worried about him. Convinced, he was sure, that he was clinging to sanity by a gossamer thread, Really during more lucid moments, if truth be told he wondered how far from right they really were. No matter how much he knew that Billy was still out there somewhere, he was slowly starting to lose his unshakeable faith in his lover. It had been four long days since the plane had crashed.

The airline had taken him and several of the fellowship to the crash site in the hopes of allaying his survival claims. The wreckage had been scattered over one entire half of the small uninhabited, unfriendly rock that it had plummeted onto. The smell of burnt metal, flesh and vegetation and the invasive pall of death that hung over the site and filled his senses had turned his stomach and filled his eyes with tears. When he returned he had showered over and over, rubbing his skin raw with a nailbrush desperately trying to scrape the smell of death from his body. His heart and soul praying that his gentle caring Billy didn’t have to experience that horror.

So now here he stood in the control room of their search headquarters. Each of the fellowship members had exerted whatever favors they could and between them all they had this tiny room, three search choppers and a medivac team on standby should they need it.

Tears he thought he had no more of started to trickle down his cheeks as he traced his fingers across their search map. The map that served as the basis of their search.

“Where are you Billy?” he murmured letting his fingers wander across the dozen or so tiny islands, he stood still for what seemed like hours watching the map, willing Billy to tell him where he was. His fingers followed their own path returning again and again to a slightly larger island well outside their search area.

Turning, his eyes sparkling he scanned his companions faces quickly.
“Beanie, Evey.” He stated quickly to the people he was beginning to think of as his shadows. “I know where he is.”
He didn’t miss the quick glance they shared before Evey spoke softly.
“Where?” she asked.
“Here." he pressed his finger against the island. “He’s there.” He murmured, “We need to go there now.”
“We’ve got no sunlight left Dom it’ll have to be in the morning.” Bean replied, "but that’s beside the point." he spoke calmly “Dommie if we go there and he’s not there I think it might be a good idea for you to start to consider he’s not coming back.”
“No…..He’s there I know he’s there.” Dom stated his agitation fading in the force of his own certainty.

Bean folded his large hands over Dom’s shoulders and turned him to face him before cupping his chin in one hand and forcing him to look into his eyes.

“Promise me Monaghan.” He spoke his eye serious. “If he’s not there you’ll let him go.”

Dom swallowed hard. “I don’t think I can.”

“Bollocks” Bean spat “I…” he paused “We won’t let you kill yourself like this. If he is gone, let him go gracefully mate." he pulled Dom into his arms, hugging him tightly as Orli, Viggo and Elijah walked through the door, their faces weary and discouraged.

“No luck?” Evey asked quietly, her eyes liquid, meeting them at the door.

Viggo shook his head and clasped the hand she extended.

“What’s the deal?” Orli asked softly gesturing at the embrace.

“Dom thinks he knows where Billy is.” Evey whispered.
“He couldn’t have worked that out three days ago?” Elijah grumbled wearily.
“Nope.” Dom smiled at his friends, an almost serene smile on his weary face as he walked past them out of the small room and into the open air. “I had to wait for Billy to tell me.” He shrugged as if that was a perfectly logical explanation, leaving his companions looking at each other wondering if he’d finally snapped.