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Summary: It's good to offer your friends comfort in a stressful situation, but it can backfire.
Here we go again.
"It's worse than that, BA, we're going down."
"What? Ah wake up in time for you to get me killed?"
trying to find us somewhere soft he says."
Face's voice was close to panic. "
"I don't know, kid, better strap in."
try to keep BA calm."
"Oh great," Face muttered, "Keep BA calm, he says. Do I have an entire bottle of Valium?" He wished he did, could do with a couple himself right now. The plane gave a sickening lurch and Face found himself sitting down rather abruptly in the seat next to a glaring BA, who turned to him, ready to yell… and stopped as he saw the look of terror in Face's eyes. Not fear of him, fear of the situation. So this wasn't just another one of the many forced landings BA had gone through, sometimes conscious, sometimes not. This time they were really crashing.
Murdock had once said to him, "Any landing you walk away from is a good landing." Maybe this time they weren't walking away, maybe this time…
"We really crashing this time?" BA asked quietly, "Crashing like in 'wreckage' and 'no survivors'?" Face gulped a couple of times, nodded, and pulled on his seatbelt with shaking hands.
The plane seemed to stagger in the sky, dropping like a plunging roller coaster, before straightening out again and flying drunkenly on.
god almighty," Face gasped out, not sure if it was an oath or a
prayer. He grabbed the armrests in a
frantic grip; saw BA doing the same thing beside him. BA didn't yell but his eyes were huge with
terror. Face reached out and touched BA's
hand; if they really were going to die at least they were all together. He felt BA's large hand enclose his own. There were times in
"BA!" Face yelled suddenly as BA's hand tightened around his, agonisingly. BA didn't respond, his wide eyes staring blankly through Face. The grip went on tightening. "BA, let go!" Face howled, trying to pull his hand away from the crushing grasp. Then the world exploded in screaming metal and flying glass.
Hannibal and Murdock turned to look at each other when the noise and movement stopped. The crushed remains of the stand of trees they had crashed into blocked the cockpit window. They were resting at an angle, but seemed stable.
"I told you I'd find someplace soft." Murdock said with a sickly grin. "Now I need to find someplace where I can throw up."
"Don't think so," Murdock un-strapped himself and stood up. "Looks like Lady Luck was my co-pilot again. We'd better check Face and BA."
They hurried through to the passenger cabin. All of the windows were broken, but the fuselage was intact. BA and Face were still in their seats, BA wasn't moving, but Face was thrashing around.
"Get him the hell off me!" Face yelled frantically as they came into the cabin. Concerned Hannibal and Murdock sprang to their friends' aid, baffled at first as to the cause of Face's distress, until they saw his right hand was trapped in BA's much larger left. Murdock, adrenaline reaction doing its work, actually started to laugh, a hysterical edge to the sound.
"Aw, Face," Murdock managed through his laughter. "That's so sweet, you two were holding hands."
"Looks bad, kid, I think the only way is to amputate, question is, whose hand?"
you'll just annoy him."
me! Do something before I start punching
him in the head!"
gonna put me on no plane!" Face gave a shout of agony and cradled his
freed hand against his chest. BA looked
around in confusion, let go of
"Where are we?"
"It is broken, I'm afraid, Face."
"I know it's broken! It feels like a glove full of splinters!" He glared at BA, who had finally figured out what was happening and now had a look of guilt mixed with hot resentment on his face.
"Hey, you guys put me on this plane! Then you crashed it! You lucky ah don't break all your necks!"
not that bad, Face,"
"Screw the piano, will I ever pick a lock again?"
A few minutes later Face's broken hand was in a sling and the others started searching the wreckage for everything they could use for what would undoubtedly be a long trek back to civilisation. Face was rummaging in the first aid kit with his left hand.
"Tylenol? That's the best we have? I need a real painkiller."
"Don't be a baby," Murdock said teasingly. Face glowered at him. "Anyway, you know anything strong just knocks you out."
good to me," Face muttered. "BA
can carry me." He cast a resentful
glance at BA, who was facing away from him, stuffing packs with their
supplies. BA's back stiffened at the
words and he made an ominous rumbling sound, turned and came over to Face, who
looked up at him without flinching.
Murdock held his breath as the two men glared at each other, then BA
took the first aid kit from Face's knees and went back to put it in one of the
packs. Murdock breathed easy again and
went off to help
Face sat back in his seat, closed his eyes, he could feel himself starting to tremble very slightly. The adrenaline that had surged through his body in reaction to the crash and the pain was starting to wear off, leaving him feeling weak and shaky.
"Faceman." Face opened his eyes to find BA standing by his side, holding in one hand two painkillers and in the other a cup of water. Without speaking, Face took the pills from him, put them in his mouth, then took the cup and washed them down. He handed the empty cup back to BA.
"Faceman," BA said again, seemed to be struggling with himself, his scowl deepening. "Ah'm…sorry. Ah never meant ta hurt ya." His voice was gruff, but Face recognised genuine remorse in his eyes.
"It doesn't hurt too much," Face reassured him, gave a slight smile. Then, looking past the sergeant Face noticed for the first time that BA had only prepared three packs, one of which was much larger than the others. He's going to carry my share, Face realised and suddenly felt ashamed of his anger. He gave BA his full power Smile this time.
"Forget it, BA, no-body's fault." He held out his left hand, and BA took it in his own left, shook it, being very careful not to squeeze at all.
~~ End ~~
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