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ways_infirmary2012-03-30 10:20 pm
mr_gaeta) wrote in ways_infirmary2012-03-30 10:20 pm
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"Alone she sleeps in the shirt of man
With my three wishes clutched in her hand..."
Simon finally hooked him up to a morpha -- morphine, whatever it's called here -- drip once the nerve block wore off and the supposedly unidentifiable opioid had left his system. Gaeta's half-drowsing, eyes closed in a vain attempt to sleep outright; the pain's still too great, though, and the exhaustion more prominent.
And if he sleeps, that means he can't do the only thing that's worked so far.
"The first that she be spared the pain
That comes from a dark and laughing rain..."
The words are a little roughened with hoarseness, a touch slurred by morpha -- but his voice still rings clear through the infirmary.
[ooc: for continuity's sake, all threads now take place before Boyd's and Simon's.]
With my three wishes clutched in her hand..."
Simon finally hooked him up to a morpha -- morphine, whatever it's called here -- drip once the nerve block wore off and the supposedly unidentifiable opioid had left his system. Gaeta's half-drowsing, eyes closed in a vain attempt to sleep outright; the pain's still too great, though, and the exhaustion more prominent.
And if he sleeps, that means he can't do the only thing that's worked so far.
"The first that she be spared the pain
That comes from a dark and laughing rain..."
The words are a little roughened with hoarseness, a touch slurred by morpha -- but his voice still rings clear through the infirmary.
[ooc: for continuity's sake, all threads now take place before Boyd's and Simon's.]
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Most of the sarcasm has fled from the title. (Most of it.)
Gaeta presses both hands over his face, groaning out a considerably more muffled -- if considerably more emphatic as well -- "Gods."
Let this be a dream. Let the morpha have finally put him to sleep, or some twilight state where he's hallucinating.
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He's on drugs, she tells herself.
Maybe she's on drugs. Maybe she's gonna wake up in sick bay on Galactica with too-bright lights shining in her face and Lee standing over her, too close to be CAG, and saying he's glad she's okay and, oh by the way, he's really frakking sorry he ratted her out to his dad, who'll probably never be able to look at her the same way.
She doesn't know if it's Gaeta's groan or the way seeing him floods her brain with thoughts of home or that seeing him like this pains her in a way she wouldn't have expected, but her eyes want to sting and she has to close them and rub her index finger and thumb over her eyelids. "Just--"
Her mouth snaps shut, twisting.
"Just tell me one thing, and I promise I'll go."
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Maybe.
"Sure," he says, without lifting his hand from his face; his voice cracks halfway through the word. "Whatever the frak you want."
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"Did we make it to Earth?"
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(In it, heard by nobody but Gaeta himself: you never frakking knew the way at all, did you.)
"No," he says, very low. "We're not there yet."
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Three and a half years, and they haven't made it to Earth.
She swallows hard, remembers to breathe, then nods. "Okay," she acknowledges him, voice tight.
A promise is a promise: she takes a step back, her gaze falling to his leg and then drifting away just as quickly. Before she disappears through the curtain she hesitates, head half-turned. "I'm stuck here."
She's not his Captain, but she is his crewmate. The way she sees it, it's them against the frakking universe.
"If you need something--"
The words feel strange on her tongue, and she leaves it at that as she turns away.
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Finally lifts his hand away from his face, just in time to see Starbuck vanish through the curtain. It's just as well, he thinks bleakly; it's not as if there's any more to say to her.
(Three years. Three and a half years.)
Within moments, the song begins to drift down the infirmary corridor again.