fic scribbly distraction-ness!
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chanter1944Written as a distraction from this last essay I'm writing, and writer's blocked on, no less. Takes one to know one, again... :)
Wish You Were Here
Author: chanter
Series: TNG
Rating: PG
Pairings: Geordi/Leah
Summary: 2X2L, where are you…? Missing scene from Starship Mine. Geordi has been injured on Arkeria Base, and he’s only human.
372 words
“I wish you were here.”
The pain was blinding him. Again. Modifications had been made, transmitters had been tweaked as a temporary solution--sure, and that was all well and good but... it was blinding him. Again.
“I wish...”
“Geordi?”
Right, right the doc was over there and good thing. Because it was tearing him. Again. Not that he hadn’t been injured or sick or in trouble before but--damn, what was *in* those weapons anyway?
“I... I wish...”
And it was all he could do not to scream about it, bawl about it--all he could do just to lie there and shiver. And now they needed him, the engineer in him, all that he was and everything was swimming, spinning--it was blinding him. Again. And all he could do was leave fingerprint marks in the hems of his uniform’s sleeves... and shiver. And wish.
“Geordi?”
“I… wish...”
It sounded shaky, sounded hoarse and half-whispered and horrible to his ears... trained ears. “I... I just wish...”
“You wish what, Geordi?”
He was man enough to cry, man enough to let the doctor see any tears that slipped beneath his visor, man enough... engineer enough... “I... I just wish you were here...”
“Wish who was here?”
She was all concern now, all compassion now and damned if he didn’t need it. Because his teeth were chattering and his muscles were as tense as he remembered them being--hands, fingers, limbs like Terran steel and everything he was thinking was likely to come tumbling out any second now. And he could handle people hearing that, when it did. When it did. Any second, any second... “I... I just wish... where are you, where are you...”
“Geordi? Geordi you’re worrying me, or you’re starting to. Where’s who?”
She was concerned. Good, because so was he. He was really starting to scare himself this time... and he could admit that. He was man enough, engineer enough, certain enough in himself to admit it, and to let it all come tumbling out and it was going to. Any second now. Because everything was spinning and swimming. And it was blinding him. All over again.
“Leah, Leah... I just wish you were here... I really do...”
Wish You Were Here
Author: chanter
Series: TNG
Rating: PG
Pairings: Geordi/Leah
Summary: 2X2L, where are you…? Missing scene from Starship Mine. Geordi has been injured on Arkeria Base, and he’s only human.
372 words
“I wish you were here.”
The pain was blinding him. Again. Modifications had been made, transmitters had been tweaked as a temporary solution--sure, and that was all well and good but... it was blinding him. Again.
“I wish...”
“Geordi?”
Right, right the doc was over there and good thing. Because it was tearing him. Again. Not that he hadn’t been injured or sick or in trouble before but--damn, what was *in* those weapons anyway?
“I... I wish...”
And it was all he could do not to scream about it, bawl about it--all he could do just to lie there and shiver. And now they needed him, the engineer in him, all that he was and everything was swimming, spinning--it was blinding him. Again. And all he could do was leave fingerprint marks in the hems of his uniform’s sleeves... and shiver. And wish.
“Geordi?”
“I… wish...”
It sounded shaky, sounded hoarse and half-whispered and horrible to his ears... trained ears. “I... I just wish...”
“You wish what, Geordi?”
He was man enough to cry, man enough to let the doctor see any tears that slipped beneath his visor, man enough... engineer enough... “I... I just wish you were here...”
“Wish who was here?”
She was all concern now, all compassion now and damned if he didn’t need it. Because his teeth were chattering and his muscles were as tense as he remembered them being--hands, fingers, limbs like Terran steel and everything he was thinking was likely to come tumbling out any second now. And he could handle people hearing that, when it did. When it did. Any second, any second... “I... I just wish... where are you, where are you...”
“Geordi? Geordi you’re worrying me, or you’re starting to. Where’s who?”
She was concerned. Good, because so was he. He was really starting to scare himself this time... and he could admit that. He was man enough, engineer enough, certain enough in himself to admit it, and to let it all come tumbling out and it was going to. Any second now. Because everything was spinning and swimming. And it was blinding him. All over again.
“Leah, Leah... I just wish you were here... I really do...”
