The sterile air in the hospital trudges warily over the grime on their skin, ruffling the edge of Rossi's collar, rippling the soot stamped to Gideon's shirt.
Closing his mouth, Morgan pulls a slow hitch of it through his nose and feels the recoil against the remainder of smoke in his lungs. Ten minutes of standing in the same spot hasn't eased the
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Good description of the team's reactions to the events in this case. Can't go thru something like that without having it affect them. Each one trying to handle it in their own way.
Liked it a lot. :)
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Thanks so much for being one of those who hung in there. LJ was giving me trouble tonight, but I finally got the last bit up. It's sooo nice to have this done. People could pelt me with tomatoes and various rotten meats and I'd still be happy. What a year.
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Thanks for hanging in there!
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