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in_the_blue) wrote2010-05-31 11:23 am
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Keep a poor girl from smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo getting bored?
First eight people who comment with a prompt, I'll write you a ficlet. You know my interests and fandoms, so have at it.
Edited to add: YOU PEOPLE HAVE LOST ON THE BRAIN!Don't let the number of comments fool you. I have room for more.
First eight people who comment with a prompt, I'll write you a ficlet. You know my interests and fandoms, so have at it.
Edited to add: YOU PEOPLE HAVE LOST ON THE BRAIN!
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"I can't. I can't run any more. Go on, James, just go."
"Like hell, Freckles. I got to carry you I will. I made you a promise: you and me are gettin' off this damn island." She ought to believe him. After all, he's the guy who jumped out of a damn helicopter to save her and Doc and Hugo and Sun, and if he was willin' to lay down his life for her like that one time, he's sure as hell gonna live up to his word this time. "There ain't no goin' back for the doc."
It's those last words that cut into her like a knife; he can see it on her face but he ain't got time for that now.
"Almost there."
If he's got to tackle the damn plane and bring it down with his bare hands he will. Kate's in tears, Claire ain't much better, and him? He can taste freedom so bad and he wants it. Wants to leave this whole mess behind and start again, and that's what gives him the strength to jump out into the middle of the clearing and wave the damn plane down just as it's about to move.
For once in his life, he's in the right place at the right time.
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