Dream

Oct. 21st, 2003 11:22 pm
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There was a hand on her shoulder, shaking her awake. Mumbling slightly, Moira lifts her head and sees Rory standing over her, laughing at her.

"Asleep on your notes again, woman? Come on, then, up and at them. We've got a long...oh, hello Kevin..."

Moira cranes her neck to see around Rory and see's her five year old son standing in the doorway to their labs. "Sweetie? What are ye doin'? It's ta early fer ye ta be...Kevin, what's wrong?"

A pain flashed across her chest. She knew what this was leading up to.

"Nay, Kevin! Dinnae do it!"

She feels like she's in slow motion as she stands, reaching for...

Which one? Rory or Kevin?

They're both ignoring her as Rory walks over and pats Kevin lightly on the head. He sits in a chair...her chair? Where's her chair? Why didn't it fall to the ground?...and gestures for the child to join him.

Nonononono.

She lunges but it feels like she's moving in drying cement.

"KEVIN! NAY!"

Kevin, in those blue feety pajamas he loved so much and that damned teddy bear that burned with him years later, slowly reaches Rory's side.

"Unca Rory?"

"Hmmm?"

"I dinnae...tink yer leg should be there anymore..."

"Wha...ohjesusohgod...MOIRA!"

His scream echoes through the lab and her head and suddenly she's there, grabbing at him as Kevin activates his powers and manipulates time, space and whatever else it is to suddenly make Rory's leg simply...not exist anymore.

Blood, there's so much blood.

Screams, her's and Rory's as he clutches her.

notmedicalnotmedicalRORYWHATDOIDO?!

shockpaintearsKevin'scrying

blood

Rory's eyes as he looks at her, hurt, confused and then everything's black.

----

"Nay! Rory! Ke-!" She jerks slightly, nearly tumbling out of her bed.

"Oh God." She nearly prays to a God that she turned her back on so many years ago. "I...lab, I need me lab. Drink? Nay, nay, not again, not...goin' ta be sick...calm yerself Moira MacTaggart, only a dream, only a dream."

And she sits, rocking herself slowly into fake calmness before descending into the labs for the rest of the night.

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