#081 - returnslackerspiceJune 20 2012, 02:03:44 UTC
(AN: AU time! Not quite how it happens in the story, but I felt schmoopy, so. Also, thanks to Jim Butcher for inventing the word "frappalattegrandechino".)
"We've had a visitor."
"Any problems?" Farley sipped his frappalattegrandechino as Coulson led him through the hospital.
"Well behaved, but he hasn't said a word, and his possessions matched our 'guests' from Puente Antiguo, so-"
"You decided better safe than sorry?"
"Exactly."
"Right... Let's see what we're-"
"Farley?"
Even without the metric fuckton of leather, the lost child laid bare in Loki's expression was unmistakable.
"Give us a minute?"
Coulson shut the door behind him.
"It's you..." His eyes grew bright with joy and unshed tears. "Blessed Tree, it's you..."
Farley smiled, brushing hair from his bandaged forehead. "It's me."
"We've had a visitor."
"Any problems?" Farley sipped his frappalattegrandechino as Coulson led him through the hospital.
"Well behaved, but he hasn't said a word, and his possessions matched our 'guests' from Puente Antiguo, so-"
"You decided better safe than sorry?"
"Exactly."
"Right... Let's see what we're-"
"Farley?"
Even without the metric fuckton of leather, the lost child laid bare in Loki's expression was unmistakable.
"Give us a minute?"
Coulson shut the door behind him.
"It's you..." His eyes grew bright with joy and unshed tears. "Blessed Tree, it's you..."
Farley smiled, brushing hair from his bandaged forehead. "It's me."
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