[log] Holding Close to You [closed]

[jumpthegun]

Characters: Watson and Alfie
Location Building 125
Date: Day 130 (morning)
Summary: Watson and Alfie wake up together after a very long and very difficult ordeal. Neither of them are terribly happy with the other.
Warnings: Brief mentions of the Holocaust.

Passing out suddenly is getting very, very old of late. It's especially getting old when there is a familiar ache in his chest. They'd lost a soldier. Another man had given his life to protect John and everyone else. He hadn't seen what happened to Haurchefant, but the fact that the monster had been so delayed... the elf had saved them all.

He takes a shaky breath when he wakes and there's a warm body next to his own in the dark. In fact, he's clinging to it at the moment, probably some sort of reflexive need for touch and reassurance in his sleep in spite of what horrible conditions might exist. His clothes seem to be dry, so that's either some thanks due to the Admin or he's just dried off overnight. Overnight... here! The basement. Then that means-

"Solomons?" He lets go of what he assumes to be Alfie and hurriedly backs off. John fumbles for his keys and the mini-torch there. His other hand goes instinctively to his fruit knife. Fool me once, Alfie Solomons.

Comments

[devoutish]

Alfie might not be in a state of complete unconsciousness anymore, but that doesn't mean he's awake. He's very clearly not well - he hasn't been completely without water, as evidenced by the small snow piles and and the soaking wet sweater next to them, but he's still showing some physical signs of severe dehydration. When he hears his name, he groans and twitches, but nothing more.