Scott was here. Scott was back. Everything was all right. Scott was here. Scott was back. Everything was all right. Ami repeated the sentences over and over in her head like a mantra. She was still having trouble focusing and something had tried to get into her head, and she just wanted to open her eyes and have the past week and a half all be a severely bad dream.
But she knew that wouldn't happen. So, she clung to Scott, desperately, hiding in his presence and his love while a part of her berated her for her weakness. She was stronger this, she was supposed to be stronger than this, bigger than this. She was supposed to be able to hold it together and here she was falling apart.
Ami told herself to let him go, to stop drowning him in her neediness, but the desperate, scared little girl part of her simply wouldn't respond, and instead clung more tightly.
Pain flared and ricocheted across their link and Ami focused externally for the first time in hours. Really and truly focused. She pulled back, seeking the source of Scott's pain with her eyes and her hands, gasped and recoiled when she found it. He was hurt, he was suffering and she was taking everything.
Ami disentangled herself and shuffled away, wrapping her arms around her legs. "Take care of yourself. I'll be all right."
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[Ami] The downside of a psychic link (tag Scott, open)
Date: 2006-08-28 05:00 pm (UTC)But she knew that wouldn't happen. So, she clung to Scott, desperately, hiding in his presence and his love while a part of her berated her for her weakness. She was stronger this, she was supposed to be stronger than this, bigger than this. She was supposed to be able to hold it together and here she was falling apart.
Ami told herself to let him go, to stop drowning him in her neediness, but the desperate, scared little girl part of her simply wouldn't respond, and instead clung more tightly.
Pain flared and ricocheted across their link and Ami focused externally for the first time in hours. Really and truly focused. She pulled back, seeking the source of Scott's pain with her eyes and her hands, gasped and recoiled when she found it. He was hurt, he was suffering and she was taking everything.
Ami disentangled herself and shuffled away, wrapping her arms around her legs. "Take care of yourself. I'll be all right."