Category: Angsty drabble
Summary: Cordy POV. Waiting to be saved-?
Spoilers: S2. Epipheny
Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
Notes: Screencap used at Worth 22 for a challenge [ficlet: 500 words or less]
“Why am I not on the floor?”
I turn my head and realise exactly why. Big whoot. My far from White Knight in tarnished armour looks back at me with a hesitant expression I haven’t seen in a long time.
“I caught you.” A million times too late, honey.
Me? I’m far from impressed- although my poor human body is forever grateful. Rainbow bruises clash with my wardrobe and I haven’t quite got over the last set yet.
I peer discreetly though my lashes and see my two heroes shifting uncomfortably and. …Waiting. Waiting to see if I am on board with having the betrayer, deserter, shit scumbag back in our miserable lives, and for a moment I just wanna snort and say “Yeah- on a cold day in hell!”
But then I think about it, as you do; and that still pisses me off. Thought should stay the hell away when you’re angry, hurt and resisting the urge to turn around and kick my saver-from-the-floor hard in the shins. Then I glance back at his face once more.
Oh, God, my heart is fucking clenching as I take in the bruises and the blood….and the puppy-dog look, and I really hate him right now. The way he still manages to make me feel… Then I look back at my friends- my family.
How long before one or the other doesn’t come back from one of my visions from hell? Okay; from the PTB (Semantics). If I turn away and tell Broodboy to shove his olive branch where the sun don’t shine, and then lose Wes or Gunn – or both, to a fight that isn’t really meant for them…? But we can’t not save the hopeless.
Crap. Crappity crap. Choices are too few in our crummy lives so I’ve found. So I straighten up and pull away from strong hands supporting my shoulders.
“You can drive.” Olive branch accepted; don’t bother waiting for your change, buddy. Time to work towards saving yet another piece of the world.
Maybe our time for being saved will come later.