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monaboyd Jul. 13th, 2009 11:46 pm)Title: The Dark Ocean 1/?
Author: Cordeilla33
Pairing: Monaboyd (Slight Sean A. /Elijah, Viggo/Orlando)
Rating: PG-13/R for language
Genre: Angst/Hurt
Beta: Me!! ;P (So any mistakes are mine)
Words: 2,590
Time Period: Present
Summary: Something goes terribly wrong during a drunken night of fun in NZ that might tear the ‘Fellowship’ apart and also bring them closer together.
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Notes: I was having an ‘Escape from Reality’ day and came up with this! Hope this never happens, but if it does…
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these people - only in my head and boy it’s a damn orgy in there! hahahahaha - Comments are so welcomed it's scary! LOL!
“The
Time: 12:30am
Having been together for three long days and three longer drunken nights in their rented home on the shores of Wellington, New Zealand; the tired ‘Fellowship’ had decided to go to bed early, except for two laughing hysterically hobbits.
“It’s true Billy! Those leaf insects can get as big as your arm…remember Indiana Jones? and the ‘We are going to die!’ scene?’ Dom said swaying in front of an equally drunk Billy as he points to his lower arm and at the same time pouring half of his drink onto his naked feet.
“Hey you’re spilling my good whisky you damn bloody German!” Billy said as he watched Dom pour his precious golden liquor onto the hardwood floor.
“Hey I’m no German! I’m English and proud of it!’ Dom answered while he absentmindedly looked down and swiped the wet puddle he had made with his foot. “Besides you’re just saying that cause the great book of England says that we shouldn’t be friend’s cause of the whole starving and pillaging and the such in the past...bet you would like to torture me now with all of your pent up anger for we English – am I right?” Dom continued looking up at Billy with a smirk.
“Looked like you pissed yourself! You damn GERMAN!” Billy answered back laughing hysterically at his best mate.
“You just wish I pissed Macallan whisky you damn Drunk!” Dom snorted, moving towards Billy and slumping onto the sofa next to him.
“Who you calling a Drunk? Hmm… I am ‘A’ a Scotsman ‘B’ can hold my liquor and ‘C’ …I forgot ‘C’ but that’s just because I’m...” Billy said holding up his fingers in front of Dom’s face as he too tilted his glass upon himself.
“Drunk!!!” Dom shouted, interrupting Billy as he pointed to Billy’s now wet shirt of whisky, then letting out a hard bellow laugh.
“Shushhhhhhhhhhhh! You’re going to wake up the whole fuckin house with your nonsense! And look what you’ve made me do!” Billy said looking down at his wet shirt and laughing.
“Looks like someone pissed on you!” Dom guffawed as he pointed to Billy’s chest.
“Shut it you!…and my good shirt too!” Billy continued as he put down his glass and started to unbutton his soaked shirt.
“Oooooooooh Scotman’s getting naked…chic-a-bow-bow” Dom said as he watched Billy with glazed and dancing eyes with a wide smile plastered on his face.
“Go make us another drink hobbit…and be quick about it!” Billy ordered as he struggled to get to his feet from the sofa.
“Excuse me? You must have me confused with Frodo! And I sure don’t see him here!” Dom said with fake hurt and sarcasm as he watched Billy undress.
“And bring it out to the beach…come now chop chop…” Billy said ignoring Dom as he staggered to the open sliding glass door dropping his wet shirt onto the floor.
“Where are you going Bills it’s dark out there…you’ll kill yourself!’ Dom said as he watched Billy tottered out onto the deck.
“I’m going ta go for a swim…should feel good…I’m so damn hot!” Billy incoherently said as he pulled off his undershirt and dropped it onto the deck floor, and then disappeared into the dark.
“Yeah right…not without me! And you better be naked when I get out there! You sexy Scot you!” Dom said laughing as he made his way into the Kitchen to make their drinks.
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It took awhile for Dom to get outside with the drinks because he had to make an emergency ‘loo stop’ then it took forever for his drunken fingers to open the new bottle of whisky that Billy has brought from Scotland. By the time his feet had hit the sand thirty minutes or more had passed and he instinctively walked towards the sound of the breaking waves yards away from their beach bungalow. Dom walked into the dark laughing at himself as he began to yell for Billy.
“Bills! I got the drinks…” Dom yelled down the beach as he walked further into the darkness, but stopped suddenly when his bare feet walked over a pile of clothes in the sand.
“OY BILLS! Where are you? Come back to shore! I can’t see you!” Dom shouted out against the wind and over the roar of the waves into the darkness. “You’re drink is getting warm Bills! If you’re not out here in all of your naked glory in 5 minutes I’m going to drink yours as well!” He said still laughing as he sat clumsily down onto the clothes to wait for Billy to emerge from the water.
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Time: 3:00am
Dom woke up with his head partially in the sand when he opened his eyes. It was still pitch black on the beach and he was lying on top of Billy’s discarded clothes. It took him a moment to get his bearings as he struggled to his feet. Both of the glasses were empty, either by Dom drinking the liquor or from them falling into the sand where Dom had placed them earlier. Dom looked around the empty beach then back up to the lights shining from their rented house.
“I can’t believe that bastard left me sleeping here in the wet sand while he got out to go sleep in a nice cozy bed…that bastard!” Dom said half heartily to himself. “Well I’ll show him who pissed themselves tonight…” Dom continued as he unzipped his fly and began to pee onto Billy’s clothes. “What Billy? No I don’t know why they smell like piss? Maybe a dog came by or maybe the creature from the black lagoon?” Dom mumbled on as he finished and made his way back to the house.
Entering the house the lights still were on in the Kitchen and Living Room and so were Billy’s clothes. Kicking the clothes as he passed making his way to their shared bedroom he opened the door and turned on the light hoping to scare the shit out of a sleeping Billy, but the bed was empty. Dom glanced at the clock by the bed and noticed it was a bit passed 3 in the morning. “Hmmmm he must have fallen asleep in the loo again…drunk bastard!” Dom said smiling as he opened their joined bathroom door that they shared with the rest of the guys.
Dom opened the door and switched on the light, but saw no Billy leaning over the toilet and no sleeping Billy in the tub. “What the hell is going on?” he wondered as he backed up and returned to the living room. Dom stood in the room looking around trying to remember what happened before he blacked out on the beach. As the night passed through his foggy mind the house seemed eerily quiet until he realized that Billy had said he was going for a swim…but if he wasn’t on the beach and he wasn’t in the house that means he never came out of the ocean! ”OH MY GOD!” Dom screamed as he burst pass the sliding glass doors and over the deck and jumping down onto the beach. Dom bolted to the water’s edge and looked out into the dark ocean. The quick sprint had made his head pound and he felt dizzy as his heart began to beat hard against his chest.
“BILLY! BILLLLLLY!” he began to shout loudly entering the ocean. “BILLY ARE YOU OUT THERE? ANSWER MEEEEEE!” Dom continued as he moved further into the water up to his waist, but the only answer Dom got as a reply was the roar of the tide as it crashed upon the rocks many yards ahead of him in the dark.
Dom felt like he was going to be sick as his breathing increased and his head amplified its thumping. At the same time he wildly continued to scan the tide for anything that represented his best mate on the surf. Minutes passed as Dom slowly went into shock and he began to puke into the moving waters. “Billy…don’t worry I’m going to get help!” Dom shouted into the darkness as he stumbled back towards the house.
* * * *
Time: 4:30am
Dom began to pound on Sean and Elijah’s door first then he quickly moved on to Viggo’s and Orlando’s while he tried to shout for help, but his heart was beating so fast he felt like he couldn’t catch his breath. Viggo opened their door first and stepped out into the hallway the same time Sean opened his.
“What the hell…Dom?” Viggo started, ready to row out Dom for waking them up so early in the morning when then he saw the terror and helplessness in Dom’s face.
“Viggo! Billy…he said…he said he was going to go for a swim…he never came out!!” Dom gasped as he fell into Viggo’s arm and started to cry uncontrollably.
“What?? What do you mean he went for a swim? In the dark? When did he go in?” Viggo questioned Dom as he half dragged his limp body to the sofa in the living room with Sean in tow.
“He never came back out! We have to find him Viggo! He could be hurt on the rocks! We need to get him!” Dom shouted as he held onto Viggo’s upper arms in a death grip.
“Okay Dom…are you sure he’s not playing a trick on you? You guys do that so often…” Viggo said calmly looking into the tear filled and vacant eyes of his friend.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! LISTEN TO ME! HE’S HURT! I KNOW IT! WE NEED TO GET HELP!” Dom continued to yell as he pried himself from Viggo’s grip and stood up in front of them.
Just then both Elijah and Orlando came out of their rooms and entered the living room to see the state Dom was in. His hair was sticking up and caked with sand and so was half of his body, but the look on his face scared them into silence. He really looked like a man who had lost his best friend and didn’t know where to look for him.
“DON’T JUST SIT THERE! CALL THE COAST GUARD! WHY AREN’T YOU DOING ANYTHING??” Dom barked at his friends as he crumbled onto the floor in a bundle of chocking sobs.
Elijah immediately was at Dom’s side holding on to him as the others quickly exchanged worried glances among themselves.
Viggo was then on his feet and started to move quickly towards the outside deck. Orlando was right behind him as they both sprinted to the water’s edge.
“BILLY!... BILLY!... BILLY!!” Both of the men shouted into the darkness in unison.
Their shouts could be heard into the house where the remaining two were left inside to try and find some answers from Dom.
“Dom…How long has he been missing? When did you see him last? How drunk was he?” Sean asked as he knelt down on the other side of Dom and began to bombard him with questions.
“I fell asleep…I don’t know…maybe 3 hours…I’m such an asshole…why didn’t I stop him…why didn’t I stop him! I knew he was drunk…why did I let him go? It’s my fault…I should have been with him!” Dom mumbled crying into Elijah’s arms that were holding him.
“So he was really drunk? Too drunk to swim you think? What was he wearing?...” Sean persisted.
“Yes…of course we were drunk! You fuckin idiot! What do you think we were doing?! Playing tea party?!” Dom screamed back into Sean’s face.
Elijah outstretched his free hand and gave Sean’s arm a quick squeeze as their eyes met telling Sean ‘he doesn’t mean it’ and Sean responded by placing a hand on Elijah’s.
“I’ll go call the police…” Sean said calmly as he got up to call ‘111’ from the house phone.
Meanwhile, out on the beach there was an argument going on between the two men.
“Maybe if I swim out to the rocks and take a quick look…” Viggo said to Orlando as he started to inch into the moving waters.
“VIGGO STOP! Don’t you dare go in there! It’s hard enough finding our way out of the cove in the daytime…I don’t want you chancing it in the pitch black darkness! Wait till help comes! Please!” Orlando begged as he placed himself in front of Viggo placing his hands on his chest and stopping his forward movements.
“Orli…it’s Billy! He would do the same for any of us!” Viggo said trying to reason with his friend in the crashing waves as he pushed passed Orlando.
“WHAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO YOU TOO?! DO YOU WANT ME TO END UP LIKE DOM?!” Orlando roared as he continued to plead with Viggo at the same time pointing towards the house. “Do you really want to put me through that too?” he finished falling silent and then beginning to cry.
Viggo instantly grabbed his friend into a tight embrace and they stood there for mere moments before he shoved Orlando away and dove into the darkening waters.
* * * *
Time: 5:00am
Orlando burst into the house yelling profanities as he joined the others in the living room.
“Fuck it all! That idiot..that fucking idiot! Nooooooooo he can’t wait for rescue to arrive! Noooooooooo he always has to be the fucking hero!!! Are you glad Dom hmmmmm now he’s out there too!!! Well he better come back to me in one piece you hear! Or I’ll…” Orlando was instantly cut off and pushed through the hallway and into the small bathroom they shared by a strong Sean.
“What the hell is wrong with you? Dom is half way to having a major breakdown if he hasn’t gone mad already out there and here you are screaming at him about Viggo? Listen to me! Viggo is a good swimmer and he is not drunk…he can take care of himself! Now I want you to either go back to the beach and wait for him or wait with us for rescue to come and keep your mouth closed! If something has happened to Billy you are going to regret everything you say to Dom…everything! Now go back out there and try to give support to your friend…alright!” Sean whispered harshly pushing Orlando roughly up against the tile wall.
“But…Viggo…” Orlando stammered.
“Just help when help is needed...and for Christ sake don’t go scaring the shit out of Elijah either…he’s just holding on as it is without you putting extra stress on him! Now give me a hug…I sure do need one…” Sean said pulling Orlando into his arms and giving himself a few moments to try and let the situation sink in. They pulled apart as soon as they heard the sirens coming down their street.
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End of Part 1
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I'm glad you enjoyed the first part...I was a bit nervous. I'll try and write more today and maybe put the next part up tomorrow.
Ta!
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You have impressed the Billy!torture author, you musn't stop now! :D
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Thanks...I plan to continue, soon I hope. What got you grinning?
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However - :P if Billy dies, I'm fairly sure there will be a reckoning...I feel like throwing 'lijah at ya...so I'll probably do that. projectile elijah wood. :P hahaha j/k
like I said in the note on LJ, just the silliness of their drunkenness then...Dom worrying over Billy. xD
<3
RG
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It's basically a give and take between them.
This story can go many ways...but my muse keeps reminding me of her fav one. ;P
I'm so glad ppl like the banter in the story between them...I wanted to 'get' them right.
*Well off to write!
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Ohhhhh shit...
Here I was laughing my ass off at the first half, but then...
*Fishes a strand of pearls out of my jewelry box so I can put them on and clutch them*
Dammit, Billy...please be all right.
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I was patiently waiting for you to read this to tell me what you thought.
I'm glad you liked it...and I suppose the drama hits you harder when you get shocked into a different feeling from being happy huh? ;P
I'm just about done with the next chapter...I seriously was fighting with my muse about how I should proceed with this, so I went along with her and we were doing fine and I even started crying as I wrote last night...so maybe I'm being too hard on myself, but I'm having second thoughts.
Well I would love for you to Beta it if you have the time...maybe later tonight or early tomorrow (I still haven't decided if I'm going to go watch the new HP tonight)
**Please tell me what was your fav part/s, I'd really like the feedback! ;P
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I really like Dom's transition from puckish (pissing on Billy's clothes) to near panic when he can't find him. That's intense. 0: