Fic: Going for Backup (B:tVS/DOOM) 14/?
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jedibuttercupPG-15; B:tVS, DOOM. 400 words. (Part of the Handle ID Slayer series).
Her five minutes had passed; the Ark was back online.
Title: Going for Backup
Author: Jedi Buttercup
Disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not. I claim nothing but the plot.
Rating: PG-15
TtH Prompt: #39, Funeral
Summary: Her five minutes had passed; the Ark was back online. 400 words.
Spoilers: B:tVS post-"Chosen"; "DOOM" (2005)
Notes: Movieverse. Fourteenth in the Handle ID Slayer flashfic sequence.
After several anxious seconds, Duke's welcome voice finally came over Buffy's earpiece. He was apparently holed up with the scientists only a few corridors away from her; Mac had been en route to their position when the demon caught him. Sam was with Duke, and no one had any idea where Pinky was.
Buffy packed Mac's wounds with strips torn from his undershirt, then lifted him as carefully as she could. He was half out of it, moaning and thrashing as she carried him, and it took most of her concentration not to drop him as she rushed to Duke's hideyhole. If the Stahl-beast had chosen that moment to attack, that would have been all she wrote, but Buffy's luck fortunately held.
She finally reached the correct door, a heavy steel construction leading to a large storage space, and was relieved to see a clearly unharmed Sam open it. The blonde archaeologist helped her ease Mac to the floor inside as Duke wedged the door shut again, and Dr. Willets pushed out of the crowd of frightened scientists to patch him up.
Buffy swallowed as she watched the woman work, reminded of the other-- former-- Dr. Willets, Steve, who had attacked the Marines in the sewers at Olduvai. She wondered if Duke had said anything to her yet, and if the government would eventually give the doc her husband's body back for a funeral. Probably not.
Buffy shook her head and got to her feet again, intent on resuming the hunt, but the intercoms chose that moment to activate. Her five minutes had passed; the Ark was back online. She groaned and exchanged worried glances with Duke.
"It's going to go for the Ark, try to catch the others off guard as they come through. We have to stop it, now, before anyone else gets hurt."
He nodded, then turned to the crowd of civilians. "Any of you have military experience?"
An older man in a lab coat stepped forward; Duke picked up Mac's weapon and thrust it into the scientist's hands. "Guard them until we come back," Duke told him.
The man nodded solemnly, and Duke opened the door again. Buffy followed him, then closed it behind her-- right in front of an intent-looking, quiet Sam. Her expression made Buffy uneasy, but there was no time to worry about it.
Together, Buffy and Duke ran back toward the Ark.
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Her five minutes had passed; the Ark was back online.
Title: Going for Backup
Author: Jedi Buttercup
Disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not. I claim nothing but the plot.
Rating: PG-15
TtH Prompt: #39, Funeral
Summary: Her five minutes had passed; the Ark was back online. 400 words.
Spoilers: B:tVS post-"Chosen"; "DOOM" (2005)
Notes: Movieverse. Fourteenth in the Handle ID Slayer flashfic sequence.
After several anxious seconds, Duke's welcome voice finally came over Buffy's earpiece. He was apparently holed up with the scientists only a few corridors away from her; Mac had been en route to their position when the demon caught him. Sam was with Duke, and no one had any idea where Pinky was.
Buffy packed Mac's wounds with strips torn from his undershirt, then lifted him as carefully as she could. He was half out of it, moaning and thrashing as she carried him, and it took most of her concentration not to drop him as she rushed to Duke's hideyhole. If the Stahl-beast had chosen that moment to attack, that would have been all she wrote, but Buffy's luck fortunately held.
She finally reached the correct door, a heavy steel construction leading to a large storage space, and was relieved to see a clearly unharmed Sam open it. The blonde archaeologist helped her ease Mac to the floor inside as Duke wedged the door shut again, and Dr. Willets pushed out of the crowd of frightened scientists to patch him up.
Buffy swallowed as she watched the woman work, reminded of the other-- former-- Dr. Willets, Steve, who had attacked the Marines in the sewers at Olduvai. She wondered if Duke had said anything to her yet, and if the government would eventually give the doc her husband's body back for a funeral. Probably not.
Buffy shook her head and got to her feet again, intent on resuming the hunt, but the intercoms chose that moment to activate. Her five minutes had passed; the Ark was back online. She groaned and exchanged worried glances with Duke.
"It's going to go for the Ark, try to catch the others off guard as they come through. We have to stop it, now, before anyone else gets hurt."
He nodded, then turned to the crowd of civilians. "Any of you have military experience?"
An older man in a lab coat stepped forward; Duke picked up Mac's weapon and thrust it into the scientist's hands. "Guard them until we come back," Duke told him.
The man nodded solemnly, and Duke opened the door again. Buffy followed him, then closed it behind her-- right in front of an intent-looking, quiet Sam. Her expression made Buffy uneasy, but there was no time to worry about it.
Together, Buffy and Duke ran back toward the Ark.
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