YouStartledTheSister

The orange color of the jumpsuit still tied around around his waist clashed horribly with the matching blues tied around Dana and Kelly's own waists, two fingers absent mindedly toying with the new scar on his left cheek as he quietly stared out the window from his place in the backseat. It was hot, probably hitting somewhere around three in the afternoon by now, and they had been driving for hours in complete silence. There was a lot of questions he wanted to ask, one in particular burning his tongue with the need to leave his mouth, but for once he would wait.. everything could wait.. there would be something more important then answers wai

"You shouldn't be up" he commented quietly, knowing who it was that was trying to creep up behind him without even having to spare a glance from the vegetables he was chopping up on a cutting board that worn with age and coated in scratches from the blades that were used on it so often. "I wanted to see you" bare toes bumped against heels as his shuffling feet made it to their destination, hairs tickled each other as one pair of arms brush past another intent on wrapping around the chest in a quick embrace before sliding down to hang around the waist. "You could've called" the tone was of concern even though there was a small spread across

It felt like he had been sitting there for years, just waiting, watching carefully for any signs of movements other then the shallow rise and fall of the blanket every time the body laying on the bed drew in another breath. He nearly jumped out his skin when the paled, scarred, hand held tightly between his own suddenly moved returning the hold with a weak grip it's own as closed eyelids fluttered open. The stained sheets gave a soft whisper as the occupant of the bed tried to move, at first his whole body, then just his head pain clouded eyes locking with the exhausted ones that were staring down at him from his bedside. "El?" The word was

The doctor dropped down to his knees, quickly reaching out to grab the hand of the one friend he had left in this world. The hand was small, slender, fitting easily into both of his as he held onto it tightly. His head tilted up and there was a hint of panic in the man's eyes, her skin was so cold, but at least he could feel it.. feel her... feel the panic...he was here, he was here and... and he was alive. So very alive and so very scared, more scared then he'd ever been in his life, and it was all because of her. The one woman that had made his life worth living for so long, the only thing he would've possibly cheated death for... "Evelyn"