Post by greenie on Aug 15, 2009 20:24:39 GMT 10
Title: Healing
Rating: G
Prompt: Hauntings
Summary: George comforts Alanna the morning after the coronation.
A/N: This turned out pretty disastrously, but I'm posting it anyway.
I only just realised now that the title is actually another one of the prompts but I can't think of anything better, and you can pretty much spot the part where I randomly started crying (this part in LR always gets me. Always. And I'm sick, I cry way more easily when I'm sick) and took a break and then it all turned fluffy after that. But it's A/G fluff, so I wasn't going to delete it.
“Alanna?” George tapped cautiously on the door.
“Go away!” Her voice was muffled, but it definitely didn’t sound like it usually did.
“Alanna, it’s George.”
“Go away.” Her voice definitely sounded less emphatic this time. George took this as a good sign, and went in.
She was dressed in her usual shirt and breeches but she was sitting on the floor, knees drawn up to her chin and her face buried in her arms. Even from the doorway, he could see her whole body shaking.
George refrained from asking stupid questions like ‘What’s wrong?’ or ‘What are ye doing?’, and instead sat himself down beside her and put an arm around her shoulders.
Her sobs gradually lessened, and they sat in silence until she said “I’m so stupid, George.”
“Nothing you’ve done is stupid, you’re a hero.”
“No…I keep on thinking they’re still here. It feels like they still are, it doesn’t feel like they’re really gone forever. I’ll think to myself ‘Where’s Faithful gone off to now?’ or ‘I’ll go and see how Thom and Si-cham are going’ or ‘I’ll do some of the Shang exercises Liam taught me’, and then I remember that they’re gone.”
He suspected that she actually had been doing her morning exercises. “Things like that take time. It’s only been a day.”
“And look at it! Why does it have to be so sunny and bright and cheerful when I’m never going to see them again? Unless I die, and then there’ll be people I miss here, and I’ll be in the Black God’s Realm with them and still crying like an idiot.”
“Hush,” he told her gently. “No more talk of ye dying before your time. Ye know as well as I that they’d all give ye a huge tellin’ off when ye got there.”
She gave a shaky laugh. “Thom would probably send me right back.” She sat up and turned her tearstained face up to his. “George?”
He wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb. “Mmm?”
“Do you still love me?”
“Lass, now’s not the time to be worryin’ about that sort of thing.”
“I know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s just…I feel like this big part of me is missing, and with them gone, I feel so alone.”
“Darlin’, of course I still love ye,” he told her, his hazel eyes looking directly into her own violet ones. “That’s never goin’ t’ change. And I’m goin’ to prove it to ye.”
“You’re here, that’s more than enough.”
“Well lass, ye shouldn’t even be out of bed after all the events of yesterday. Ye need t’ rest. I’m goin’ t’ pick ye up, put ye in that bed myself, climb in with ye, and let ye soak my shirt until ye fall asleep. And don’t even think of arguin’, because I know you’re Gift’s drained, and you’ll be so exhausted from the fightin’ it’ll be no trouble for me to get ye back where ye should be.”
It was very small and very sheepish, but what she gave him was a smile nonetheless.
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………..
An hour later, Thayet softly shut Alanna’s door again, a faint smile on her face. “She’s fine for now,” she told the others in the hallway. “George got here first and she’s fast asleep.”
Rating: G
Prompt: Hauntings
Summary: George comforts Alanna the morning after the coronation.
A/N: This turned out pretty disastrously, but I'm posting it anyway.
I only just realised now that the title is actually another one of the prompts but I can't think of anything better, and you can pretty much spot the part where I randomly started crying (this part in LR always gets me. Always. And I'm sick, I cry way more easily when I'm sick) and took a break and then it all turned fluffy after that. But it's A/G fluff, so I wasn't going to delete it. “Alanna?” George tapped cautiously on the door.
“Go away!” Her voice was muffled, but it definitely didn’t sound like it usually did.
“Alanna, it’s George.”
“Go away.” Her voice definitely sounded less emphatic this time. George took this as a good sign, and went in.
She was dressed in her usual shirt and breeches but she was sitting on the floor, knees drawn up to her chin and her face buried in her arms. Even from the doorway, he could see her whole body shaking.
George refrained from asking stupid questions like ‘What’s wrong?’ or ‘What are ye doing?’, and instead sat himself down beside her and put an arm around her shoulders.
Her sobs gradually lessened, and they sat in silence until she said “I’m so stupid, George.”
“Nothing you’ve done is stupid, you’re a hero.”
“No…I keep on thinking they’re still here. It feels like they still are, it doesn’t feel like they’re really gone forever. I’ll think to myself ‘Where’s Faithful gone off to now?’ or ‘I’ll go and see how Thom and Si-cham are going’ or ‘I’ll do some of the Shang exercises Liam taught me’, and then I remember that they’re gone.”
He suspected that she actually had been doing her morning exercises. “Things like that take time. It’s only been a day.”
“And look at it! Why does it have to be so sunny and bright and cheerful when I’m never going to see them again? Unless I die, and then there’ll be people I miss here, and I’ll be in the Black God’s Realm with them and still crying like an idiot.”
“Hush,” he told her gently. “No more talk of ye dying before your time. Ye know as well as I that they’d all give ye a huge tellin’ off when ye got there.”
She gave a shaky laugh. “Thom would probably send me right back.” She sat up and turned her tearstained face up to his. “George?”
He wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb. “Mmm?”
“Do you still love me?”
“Lass, now’s not the time to be worryin’ about that sort of thing.”
“I know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s just…I feel like this big part of me is missing, and with them gone, I feel so alone.”
“Darlin’, of course I still love ye,” he told her, his hazel eyes looking directly into her own violet ones. “That’s never goin’ t’ change. And I’m goin’ to prove it to ye.”
“You’re here, that’s more than enough.”
“Well lass, ye shouldn’t even be out of bed after all the events of yesterday. Ye need t’ rest. I’m goin’ t’ pick ye up, put ye in that bed myself, climb in with ye, and let ye soak my shirt until ye fall asleep. And don’t even think of arguin’, because I know you’re Gift’s drained, and you’ll be so exhausted from the fightin’ it’ll be no trouble for me to get ye back where ye should be.”
It was very small and very sheepish, but what she gave him was a smile nonetheless.
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………..
An hour later, Thayet softly shut Alanna’s door again, a faint smile on her face. “She’s fine for now,” she told the others in the hallway. “George got here first and she’s fast asleep.”
