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He was trapped. There was no where to move, nowhere to go, and he could feel the air getting thinner. Each breath was harder to draw than the last and his lungs burned with the effort of extracting what little air was left. The phone glowed blue in his hand, Parker's voice telling him he could do it, he could make it, that she needed him, and Hardison wanted to hold on for her, to prove he could do it, hell, just to see her again and make sure that there wasn't new pain in her eyes, but he knew that they weren't going to arrive in time. He strained his ears to hear the sound of the ambulance, the sound he knew he should make out by now, but they weren't close enough, he couldn't hear anything, not even Parker's voice anymore and the phone's glow died, leaving him trapped in darkness, the scent of the rose he'd been buried with and the varnish they used on the casker mixing in his nostrils and making him ill.

Or maybe that was just knowing he was going to die, all alone, in this tiny box he could never get out of by himself...


Deeply asleep and still trapped inside his nightmare, Hardison thrashed about, whimpering in fear, hot tears sliding down his cheeks.

Coffin nightmares were the worst.

[For the two there with him. Obviously]

Date: 2015-05-18 08:02 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
Eliot was already awake, just lying there and enjoying the fact that his leg didn't hurt, when the thrashing started.

For a moment he honestly didn't know what to do. It wasn't like he'd really spent the night with that many people before they'd started this arrangement. So if his "Hey," sounded like he was angry with Hardison for it instead of concerned, well. He'd apologize later.

Date: 2015-05-18 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com
"Hardison." Parker was used to this. She didn't like it, she hated it, but she was used to it. "Hardison, I'm right here." She poked his shoulder. "Open your eyes. " She looked over at Eliot, and mouthed, Coffin.

Could she hurt someone else for this? Now?

Date: 2015-05-18 08:29 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
Eliot was intruding, right? He felt like he was intruding. Sure, he'd helped during the whole coffin thing, but it'd really been Parker who'd held Hardison together. He was just going to slide subtly out of bed here and leave these two to their couple time.

And pause at the edge of the bed because, dammit, he wanted to make sure Hardison didn't end up falling apart, this time.

Date: 2015-05-18 08:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com
Parker shot him a look of surprise, followed by a scowl, then followed by blankness. She held on to Hardison with both arms and legs, spidered around him in a big hug. But her voice stayed level. "You're here. With me. It's Monday." She smoothed his hair down, and sighed. "You're not in the box. And nobody kidnapped." She frowned. "I think."

Date: 2015-05-18 08:52 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
Eliot froze at Parker's scowl, then blanched a bit at Hardison's pleading. "Right," he said, scooting back over. "Sorry, I --" didn't know how to do this. "Sorry." He reached over to rest his hand on Hardison's shoulder. "I ain't goin' anywhere."

Date: 2015-05-18 11:47 pm (UTC)
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If Eliot ever walked away, it wasn't because Hardison was being weak.

He snorted softly, feeling slightly more on even footing, and didn't take his hand off Hardison's shoulder. "You kidding me? You should hear 'bout some of the dreams I still have."

Date: 2015-05-19 12:08 am (UTC)
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Eliot got that look on his face that usually accompanied a tiny flashback scene him remembering some of his weirder adventures over the years. Like getting tied to a chair while a mobster played Russian roulette on your head. Or working ground-force for NATO's bombing of Belgrade.

"Well, there was that time I trusted Sterling enough to keep drinkin' the coffee he bought me even after I noticed it tasted funny. . . ."

Hardison didn't need to hear the dark stuff, right now.

Date: 2015-05-19 12:34 am (UTC)
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"Actually, he never got assigned to any of mine, that I know of," Eliot mused. "Caught Nate tailin' me a time or two, but Sterling I only knew of by reputation, b'fore we teamed up."

Date: 2015-05-19 02:32 am (UTC)
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"Most of my jobs ran under IYS's radar," Eliot said. "It was only really the dagger and -- hell, that damn monkey." Which admittedly was a job that just kept going, until they went to Japan in their Portland days.

Date: 2015-05-19 03:33 am (UTC)
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"Yeah, Hardison, I worked that out." Eliot patted his shoulder. "But thanks."

Date: 2015-05-19 04:06 am (UTC)
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Hardison, unsurprisingly, reacted best to distraction after a nightmare. Good to know.

"No problem."

Date: 2015-05-19 04:36 am (UTC)
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"Yeah." Eliot frowned, rubbing Hardison's shoulder. "Sorry about that."

Since it'd been a hit on Eliot that got him kidnapped.

Date: 2015-05-19 04:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com
That got him a look and nudge from Parker, who was too wrapped around Hardison to do anything more physical.

"Not. Your. Fault," she said flatly. "Not your fault either," she told Hardison. "You thought she needed help. And she did. She just didn't know to ask."

Date: 2015-05-19 06:11 am (UTC)
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"I mostly remember gettin' yelled at for savin' the day," Eliot said.

Date: 2015-05-19 06:22 am (UTC)
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"You rushed a gun when you had a gimpy leg! When you should've been hiding, or steering clear of her!"

Parker was grumbling as she squeezed Hardison tighter. "No wonder I wasn't going to get naked in a hot tub with you two. One with a kidnapping calendar, and one with Archie's cane still thinking he could beat up someone half his age."

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