May 02, 2010 16:03
The rain was really picking up by the time McCoy left the bar. A roll of thunder rumbled through the air. He paused under the awning, squinting up at the dark sky. He hadn't seen a storm like this in years. Not since Earth. It was looking to outdo any storm he'd ever seen too. Was it safe to even drive through this weather? If he was worried about the possible accidents those antique buses could get into before, now he was imagining even worse wrecks.
The wind whipped at him as he headed down Main Street, forced him to hug the jacket closer to him again. His pants had dried out in the bar, but the wind was whipping water under the awnings and starting to splatter against him.
McCoy was on his way back to his original assigned quadrant when one of the nurses' voice boomed through the street, ordering everyone inside. He managed to make it past another storefront when he caught a glimpse of white out of the edge of his vision. One of the nurses was looking at him lingering outside, and motioning towards a nearby orderly.
The doctor didn't wait around. With a grimace, he ducked into the nearest door.
[For Dean]
leonard,
mccoy,
dean winchester,
guy,
erika