Waiting
Title: Waiting
Author: Cricket
Characters, Pairing: DG/C
Rating: PG
Summary: As requested by romanceguru for the prompt "lullaby."
Disclaimer: Sadly, not mine. I'm just playing with the toys of the respectful owners.
Word Count: 402
Glitch's brain reconnection surgery had been more difficult than any of them had imagined. After many long hours of waiting, the nervous optimism of his friends had steadily degraded into cold dread as reports of complication after complication filtered out from the operating room. Alchemists and healers alike had worked around the clock to keep their patient in stable condition, and in the end Glitch had pulled through, but only just barely.
Cain could only watch silently from the door of the recovery room as DG sat at their friend's bedside, holding his hand and humming gently to his prone form. Glitch's skin was a sickly pale shade and the white bandages around his shaved head were liberally spotted with bright red blood from his wounds. But DG never turned away from the painful sight. Even when the nurses came to change the bandages, she didn't flinch at the black stitches in the angry, swollen tear down Glitch's scalp. She pressed their linked hands to her cheek and sang a bit sweeter to comfort him through the fog of unconsciousness.
When his own time came, and with the increasingly volatile climate of the OZ he was well aware that it could be at any moment, Cain hoped that he would be lucky enough to have an angel like her by his side. He would give anything to spend his last moments in this world drifting off to his eternal sleep with her soft lullabies soothing his soul.
In that moment, witnessing her strength and courage and heart-aching tenderness, he'd never wanted so badly to be able to tell DG how he felt. Thoughts that previously he'd only allowed to half-form in his mind, thoughts about admiration and attraction and maybe even love, rippled and swelled inside him, begging to pour out and wrap around her like the many embraces he avoided over the years he'd known her.
But this wasn't the time for saying such things. Not while Glitch clung so precariously to life in front of them.
Cain felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Raw standing next to him in the doorway, his soulful brown eyes somber as he took in the scene in the recovery room. All that remained for them to do was wait, balanced on that knife edge between grief and hope, and take solace from each other in the family the four of them had made.
Author: Cricket
Characters, Pairing: DG/C
Rating: PG
Summary: As requested by romanceguru for the prompt "lullaby."
Disclaimer: Sadly, not mine. I'm just playing with the toys of the respectful owners.
Word Count: 402
Glitch's brain reconnection surgery had been more difficult than any of them had imagined. After many long hours of waiting, the nervous optimism of his friends had steadily degraded into cold dread as reports of complication after complication filtered out from the operating room. Alchemists and healers alike had worked around the clock to keep their patient in stable condition, and in the end Glitch had pulled through, but only just barely.
Cain could only watch silently from the door of the recovery room as DG sat at their friend's bedside, holding his hand and humming gently to his prone form. Glitch's skin was a sickly pale shade and the white bandages around his shaved head were liberally spotted with bright red blood from his wounds. But DG never turned away from the painful sight. Even when the nurses came to change the bandages, she didn't flinch at the black stitches in the angry, swollen tear down Glitch's scalp. She pressed their linked hands to her cheek and sang a bit sweeter to comfort him through the fog of unconsciousness.
When his own time came, and with the increasingly volatile climate of the OZ he was well aware that it could be at any moment, Cain hoped that he would be lucky enough to have an angel like her by his side. He would give anything to spend his last moments in this world drifting off to his eternal sleep with her soft lullabies soothing his soul.
In that moment, witnessing her strength and courage and heart-aching tenderness, he'd never wanted so badly to be able to tell DG how he felt. Thoughts that previously he'd only allowed to half-form in his mind, thoughts about admiration and attraction and maybe even love, rippled and swelled inside him, begging to pour out and wrap around her like the many embraces he avoided over the years he'd known her.
But this wasn't the time for saying such things. Not while Glitch clung so precariously to life in front of them.
Cain felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Raw standing next to him in the doorway, his soulful brown eyes somber as he took in the scene in the recovery room. All that remained for them to do was wait, balanced on that knife edge between grief and hope, and take solace from each other in the family the four of them had made.