acts_of_gord: (down for the count)
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Gordon got used to bad sleep long, long ago. It's better than it used to be- five hours at a stretch before the nightmares kick in, sometimes more than that- but it's still a very strange thing for him to wake up without some sort of interruption or disturbance.

This night, alas, is a strange thing of an entirely different sort. When his breath catches and his eyes flick open, he lies very still while the world stops blurring and spinning, the way it always does when he's wrenched straight to wakefulness from REM; then he rolls onto his back to stare up at the ceiling for a while, just to be sure it's there and he's here.

Date: 2009-11-09 05:41 pm (UTC)
vance_prime: (wut?)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
"Then what happened?"

Date: 2009-11-09 05:52 pm (UTC)
vance_prime: (wut?)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
Alyx's frown deepens slightly.

"...that's it? Just 'a favor'?"

Date: 2009-11-09 06:16 pm (UTC)
vance_prime: (knees up)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
Alyx sits up on the bed, wrapping her arms around her knees, staring at the far wall.

"I still don't remember any of that."

Date: 2009-11-09 06:47 pm (UTC)
vance_prime: (mopey)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
Alyx leans against him, just a little, but doesn't speak.

It was a dream, she wants to say. That doesn't mean it really happened.

Somehow, she can't get herself to believe it.

Date: 2009-11-09 07:03 pm (UTC)
vance_prime: (knees up)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
"How d'you mean?"

Date: 2009-11-09 08:07 pm (UTC)
vance_prime: (let me think about this)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
"Hm. Were you, like, thinking my thoughts, too?"

Date: 2009-11-09 08:22 pm (UTC)
vance_prime: (family)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
Alyx looks up sharply.

"You--" She swallows; her mouth has suddenly gone dry. "You what?"

Date: 2009-11-09 08:35 pm (UTC)
vance_prime: (childhood trauma)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
Alyx just nods.

Date: 2009-11-09 09:08 pm (UTC)
vance_prime: (with Gordon - comfort in his arms)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
Alyx leans back against Gordon, closing her eyes.

It's been twenty years--more than that, now. But the image of her mother's broken body is still burned into her memory, as clear as if it happened moments ago.

Date: 2009-11-10 12:53 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (sidelong)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
"What for? It's not your fault..."

Date: 2009-11-10 01:23 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (mopey)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
Alyx lets out a long, slow breath.

"'Should' and 'did' are two different things, Gordon."

Date: 2009-11-10 04:15 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (tiny smile)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
"Yeah... I guess it is." She smiles, faintly. "Thank you, Gordon."

Date: 2009-11-10 04:25 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (sidelong)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
"Probably. How about you?"

Date: 2009-11-10 04:34 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (with Gordon - kiss)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
Alyx's smile broadens. She turns herself around a bit so she can crane her neck just far enough to give Gordon a peck on the jawline.

"Always."

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