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phynckeSeries: Nocturnes
Title: Chipping Away
Author: phyncke
Character/Pairing: Chris/Ryan (OFC/OMC, John Connor (none)
Rating: PG
Warnings: battle scene, language
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Summary: Chris and Ryan run into some trouble.
Disclaimer: Based on the Terminator movie verse started by James Cameron and in its latest iteration by McG (Salvation). No profit is made here.
Author Notes: Triple drabble of 300 words (thereabouts).
They had gotten separated. Usually they patrolled together, safety in that but today they had moved apart and that was bad news, really bad news for her. Chris was pinned down in a bombed out building with those mutant mother-fuckers surrounding and nothing to do but keep her head down. Nothing else to do.
“Where are you, Christine?”
She didn’t yell at him, she was so relieved to hear his voice. They had a scrambled channel so the Terminators could not listen in.
“In this building, south of your position. I am dead meat, dead meat. Surrounded by roaches.” She could see their lights trying to locate her, scanning, scanning, scanning. She got down again.
“Not quite dead. I am on my way.”
Moving fast, he got there and drew them off, firing and running like a crazy son-of-a-bitch. Later she would call him suicidal. No, he was just bat-shit insane. She agreed. It had worked though. They traced him and Chris came out with her guns blasting. They blew all those roaches to pieces.
A win for the good guys. A win for the resistance but who was counting in this post-judgment day world?
That night, Chris watched Ryan as they sat at the table drinking coffee and listening to the nightly broadcast. His hair was wet from the shower and he looked really tired. If he had not been there today, she would be dead. She wanted to hold his hand, but did not dare.
John Connor was saying,
“Each machine you kill chips away at the fabric of Skynet. We will break them down and win this thing because of you, and what you are doing. Never forget that.”
Ryan mouthed, “Roaches…”
She laughed.
“This is John Connor signing off.”
The End
Title: Chipping Away
Author: phyncke
Character/Pairing: Chris/Ryan (OFC/OMC, John Connor (none)
Rating: PG
Warnings: battle scene, language
Beta: ------
Summary: Chris and Ryan run into some trouble.
Disclaimer: Based on the Terminator movie verse started by James Cameron and in its latest iteration by McG (Salvation). No profit is made here.
Author Notes: Triple drabble of 300 words (thereabouts).
They had gotten separated. Usually they patrolled together, safety in that but today they had moved apart and that was bad news, really bad news for her. Chris was pinned down in a bombed out building with those mutant mother-fuckers surrounding and nothing to do but keep her head down. Nothing else to do.
“Where are you, Christine?”
She didn’t yell at him, she was so relieved to hear his voice. They had a scrambled channel so the Terminators could not listen in.
“In this building, south of your position. I am dead meat, dead meat. Surrounded by roaches.” She could see their lights trying to locate her, scanning, scanning, scanning. She got down again.
“Not quite dead. I am on my way.”
Moving fast, he got there and drew them off, firing and running like a crazy son-of-a-bitch. Later she would call him suicidal. No, he was just bat-shit insane. She agreed. It had worked though. They traced him and Chris came out with her guns blasting. They blew all those roaches to pieces.
A win for the good guys. A win for the resistance but who was counting in this post-judgment day world?
That night, Chris watched Ryan as they sat at the table drinking coffee and listening to the nightly broadcast. His hair was wet from the shower and he looked really tired. If he had not been there today, she would be dead. She wanted to hold his hand, but did not dare.
John Connor was saying,
“Each machine you kill chips away at the fabric of Skynet. We will break them down and win this thing because of you, and what you are doing. Never forget that.”
Ryan mouthed, “Roaches…”
She laughed.
“This is John Connor signing off.”
The End
