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crossing_lostrpThe heavenly aromas of coffee, bacon, and eggs gradually roused Scott from a deep sleep. (Ami's making breakfast,) Scott thought muzzily. Something about that wasn't right, though. Eventually he realized what: Ami couldn't be making breakfast because she was curled up beside him.
Grinning, Scott hugged his wife closer. Ami stirred slightly, sighing contentedly. Nevertheless a sense of wrongness nagged at him. Scott tried but failed to open his eyes. (Why am I so tired--)
"Yes, Dr. Jackson, I was going to start another pot of coffee!"
(McKay?) The man's voice was like nails on a blackboard, which helped Scott claw his way to consciousness.
"'Save the world. Make more coffee.' I have to do everything around here," McKay groused. His voice was somewhat muffled, as well as the sounds of cabinets opening and closing and water running from a faucet.
The past few days' events rushed back to Scott. He groaned, which made Ami whimper slightly. /It's all right,/ he soothed. Her emotions evened out as she calmed. The fact that he felt anything at all from her was a good sign. (She's recovering. Sleeping, not comatose. Thank god.)
Scott carefully untangled himself from Ami, glancing around as he did so. They were still on a mattress in a corner of the cafeteria. Since the bunker was underground he couldn't tell if it was day or night. Judging from how hungry he was -- and how badly he had to pee -- Scott figured he'd been out for a long while.
After making sure that Ami was stable and sleeping soundly, Scott stiffly got to his feet. "Good morning," someone said.
Grinning, Scott hugged his wife closer. Ami stirred slightly, sighing contentedly. Nevertheless a sense of wrongness nagged at him. Scott tried but failed to open his eyes. (Why am I so tired--)
"Yes, Dr. Jackson, I was going to start another pot of coffee!"
(McKay?) The man's voice was like nails on a blackboard, which helped Scott claw his way to consciousness.
"'Save the world. Make more coffee.' I have to do everything around here," McKay groused. His voice was somewhat muffled, as well as the sounds of cabinets opening and closing and water running from a faucet.
The past few days' events rushed back to Scott. He groaned, which made Ami whimper slightly. /It's all right,/ he soothed. Her emotions evened out as she calmed. The fact that he felt anything at all from her was a good sign. (She's recovering. Sleeping, not comatose. Thank god.)
Scott carefully untangled himself from Ami, glancing around as he did so. They were still on a mattress in a corner of the cafeteria. Since the bunker was underground he couldn't tell if it was day or night. Judging from how hungry he was -- and how badly he had to pee -- Scott figured he'd been out for a long while.
After making sure that Ami was stable and sleeping soundly, Scott stiffly got to his feet. "Good morning," someone said.
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[Mayday] Sleep Interrupted (tag Scott, Daniel, open)
Date: 2006-08-25 12:34 am (UTC)"You sure we want to have a briefing here?" she asked Daniel. "At least, not someplace where somebody's trying to recuperate?"
[Dean] Sleep Interrupted (tag open)
Date: 2006-08-25 12:41 am (UTC)He was fixing him and Faith breakfast (a fact which Sam noticed with much curiosity) when a small explosion went off in a nearby room.
"What's that?" Dean sounded alarmed.
"It's Tara. It seems her magic is discharging randomly"
"Heh, wow. So that *was* fireworks last night. Cool."
Sam groaned and rolled his eyes.
Dean walked out with 2 cups of black coffee and 2 plates piled high with bacon and eggs deftly balanced in his hands.
[Scott] Sleep Interrupted (tag May, Daniel, open)
Date: 2006-08-25 12:41 am (UTC)Scott glanced back at the table and saw that May was asking Daniel. "No, I'd rather we discuss things here where I can keep an eye on Ami," he interjected. "She's out cold. Will be for a while. After we're done talking I'll move her to another room."
OOC: Just an FYI
Date: 2006-08-25 01:07 am (UTC)I'm caught up in some stuff and am going to be AFK for a bit longer.
Re: OOC: Just an FYI
Date: 2006-08-25 01:14 am (UTC)[Ami] Sleep Interrupted ([no tag])
Date: 2006-08-25 03:02 am (UTC)The uncomfortable pressing in from all sides, the suffocating and distracting stimulus faded away beneath a gentle touch and a flow of warmth and love.
(Scott,) her mind registered. She rolled into his touch, focused on his presence and clung to that, ignoring everything else.
/Safe./
She settled back into a healing slumber.