<font color=darkorange>(His hands started to shake as he held her there, pressing soft kisses to her face, tasting the tears on her cheeks.) God.. baby.. (He all but moaned the words, feeling weak at the knees with the anger and hurt. This was what had happened to her when she had been held hostage.. they had violated her.. He usually had the words to say when she was upset, he was usually so apt to find his inner strength when she needed a warrior at her side.. but now, he felt useless.. helpless.. he had failed her. His fingers twisted into her gown the same way hers were in his shirt and he felt hot tears spring to his eyes. He hadn't cried for anyone since Fyre, but he had never felt so rocked to the core before either. This was something he couldn't save her from, he couldn't take from her.. it denied him his fundamental position in her life.. he couldn't protect.) I love you baby.. (He murmured, his chest tight with anguish for her.)</font> -- RD Future: County Hospital

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Date Posted: Wed, Dec 21 2005, 12:07am PST
Author: Niko
Subject: (His hands started to shake as he held her there, pressing soft kisses to her face, tasting the tears on her cheeks.) God.. baby.. (He all but moaned the words, feeling weak at the knees with the anger and hurt. This was what had happened to her when she had been held hostage.. they had violated her.. He usually had the words to say when she was upset, he was usually so apt to find his inner strength when she needed a warrior at her side.. but now, he felt useless.. helpless.. he had failed her. His fingers twisted into her gown the same way hers were in his shirt and he felt hot tears spring to his eyes. He hadn't cried for anyone since Fyre, but he had never felt so rocked to the core before either. This was something he couldn't save her from, he couldn't take from her.. it denied him his fundamental position in her life.. he couldn't protect.) I love you baby.. (He murmured, his chest tight with anguish for her.)
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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"I didn't mean to hurt our baby..I didn't mean it..." She shook violently in his arms, desperately needing something that only he could provide just by being there. "I knew I would be bad, I knew I would be so bad...I knew I would hurt it, I always do. I hurt everything..ruin everything..slut..whore..." She shook her head, her jaw clenched, her teeth gritting together as she squeezed her eyes shut against the memories. "Plastic, not real..no heart, no feelings..." She bit her lip, drawing a slight bitter taste of coppery blood into her mouth. "Please make them stop..." She wrapped her arms tighter around herself, her breath coming in short gasps. The threat of what they had done to her harming Niko's child had just sent her over the edge, into the memories but this time she didn't have the shield of anger, it was just the pain and the hurt...the terror most of all. (NT) -- Skye, Wed, Dec 21 2005, 12:16am PST