on_thecouch Related Ficlet
Rating: PG
Summary: Claire wakes to find Ireul gone.
Verse: One Mind
There was a heartbeat in her ears. It started off as a drum, then slowly rose its voice until it was a near shriek. Alarm clock, she thought, and she tried to reach over to turn it off, but her arm would not reach, trapped by the blankets. She grumbled, trying to wiggle her way out of them. Her hand came free of the fabric, but her wrist did not move, and she dimly became aware of a chafe beginning on the skin. It took a few moments for her mind to catch up, moseying along at a sluggish pace, but once it did a rush of adrenaline cleared all the fog as she attempted to throw herself out of the bed and found herself bound by her wrists and ankles. She was screaming bloody murder before she managed to realize that she was in what looked to be a hospital room.
A nurse came barreling in, nearly tripping over himself in his haste. "Whoa, whoa, calm down, sweetheart, you're okay, it's alright-" He approached her like one would a wild animal, holding his hands out in front of him. She knew she must look like one, too, hair thrown over her face as she strained against her bonds.
"Where- where am I? Let me go!" She thought of Ireul, and wondered why he had not awoken; she tried to call him, but her thoughts echoed hollowly in her mind. The fear lurched again and she bucked backwards, making the bed groan.
"You're going to have to calm down-" The rest of his words were lost in the panic as memories flashed before her, blood and bone and angel magic. She realized after a long moment that she could hear herself above the roar of the nurses, screaming Ireul's name.
Then there was a sharp pressure against her skin and the world returned to darkness.
Summary: Claire wakes to find Ireul gone.
Verse: One Mind
There was a heartbeat in her ears. It started off as a drum, then slowly rose its voice until it was a near shriek. Alarm clock, she thought, and she tried to reach over to turn it off, but her arm would not reach, trapped by the blankets. She grumbled, trying to wiggle her way out of them. Her hand came free of the fabric, but her wrist did not move, and she dimly became aware of a chafe beginning on the skin. It took a few moments for her mind to catch up, moseying along at a sluggish pace, but once it did a rush of adrenaline cleared all the fog as she attempted to throw herself out of the bed and found herself bound by her wrists and ankles. She was screaming bloody murder before she managed to realize that she was in what looked to be a hospital room.
A nurse came barreling in, nearly tripping over himself in his haste. "Whoa, whoa, calm down, sweetheart, you're okay, it's alright-" He approached her like one would a wild animal, holding his hands out in front of him. She knew she must look like one, too, hair thrown over her face as she strained against her bonds.
"Where- where am I? Let me go!" She thought of Ireul, and wondered why he had not awoken; she tried to call him, but her thoughts echoed hollowly in her mind. The fear lurched again and she bucked backwards, making the bed groan.
"You're going to have to calm down-" The rest of his words were lost in the panic as memories flashed before her, blood and bone and angel magic. She realized after a long moment that she could hear herself above the roar of the nurses, screaming Ireul's name.
Then there was a sharp pressure against her skin and the world returned to darkness.