The man took a long slow breath as deep as he could as his muscle tensed. "I think we should talk about it when Skylar is fully dressed and more stable." He stated, looking over at Sky who was crying and had her arms wrapped around herself. The flashbacks hadn't been happening, the dreams had stopped as long she was sleeping in his arms but all this was bringing back the pain and memories with a vivid detail that was attacking her emotionally and mentally. She could feel the rape, feel the cuts as they tore at her, she couldn't get away from the heat that branded her skin. She just wanted to be with Nio, to be wrapped in his arms, talking about their life and their baby, not talking about how terrorists could have taken that all away from them - could still be taking that all away from them quite possibly. -- RD Future: County Hospital

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Date Posted: Tue, Dec 20 2005, 11:26pm PST
Author: Skye
Subject: The man took a long slow breath as deep as he could as his muscle tensed. "I think we should talk about it when Skylar is fully dressed and more stable." He stated, looking over at Sky who was crying and had her arms wrapped around herself. The flashbacks hadn't been happening, the dreams had stopped as long she was sleeping in his arms but all this was bringing back the pain and memories with a vivid detail that was attacking her emotionally and mentally. She could feel the rape, feel the cuts as they tore at her, she couldn't get away from the heat that branded her skin. She just wanted to be with Nio, to be wrapped in his arms, talking about their life and their baby, not talking about how terrorists could have taken that all away from them - could still be taking that all away from them quite possibly.
In reply to: Niko 's message, "(He was humming a song that had been on the radio on the way to the hospital even when they had been settled into a consultation room. The nurse had come in and taken Skye's weight, blood preasure, temp and other readings and then left the two of them to wait for the doctor. He had started to get bored and that damn song was stuck in his head, so after a few seconds silence.. he started humming. He looked the picture of calm and cool, in faded jeans and a black wool sweater, his hair a few weeks past due for a trim and a few days worth of growth shadowing his face. He tapped his left hand on his knee as he hummed, getting into the song, his eyes wandering the room and the many instruments and diagrams.)" on Tue, Dec 20 2005, 9:03pm PST

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(His eyes had softened when he looked at her, but they were tiger's eyes that turned on the man he held in his graps, feet barely touching the floor. He could hear Sky crying and that made him even angrier. Someone had hurt her deeply, and he was going to find out who it was and kill them.) Get the fuck out of my sight. (He said in a commanding voice, a tone he hadn't used since he left the agency. He dropped the man from his grip, taking satisfaction in the deep bruising on his neck, the man was lucky he hadn't taken a swing at him. He turned then, the fire in his eyes almost visible as he went to her, gathering her into his arms and tucking her face into his neck. Rocking a little with her, he fought the anger and the ache that was assaulting him.) (NT) -- Niko, Tue, Dec 20 2005, 11:32pm PST