Fiona (ruafair) wrote,

FanFic50 - Blood Ties - Prompt 032 - Hold

Title: A Strong Pair of Arms
Author: ruafair
Fandom: Blood Ties
Characters: Henry/Vicki
Prompt: #032 Hold
Word Count: 671
Rating: PG13
Summary: Just hold me!
Disclaimer: Blood Ties and its characters do not belong to me. They belong to Tanya Huff and a bunch of other people. I’m only using them for fun, not profit!!!
Notes: For Vika, whose writing always brings my muse back! This is the first thing I've written in ages... really back writer's block!!!! So apologies for the quality!
My FF50 Table

Vicki tightened her arms around her legs and tried to will her body to stop shaking. But the combination of fear and the cold easily won the battle and her body continued to shiver and shake. She squinted as she tried to make out what was going on but it was useless. Her glasses lay in pieces at her feet and the room was too dark. Unfortunately it wasn’t dark enough to hide the mutilated body of the young girl to the left of her; a young girl that she had been made to watch being tortured.

She also knew that somewhere further back in the warehouse she was in there was a cage, and in that cage were another two young girls… sisters, the very sisters she’d been hired to find.

“You fucked up Nelson,” she muttered, rocking back and forth, “you fucked up big time.” She knew she should have waited for Henry, or even Mike but no, she had it all covered, she could handle herself. I mean what was one fucked up psycho with a book spells when she had faced far bigger and more powerful foes.

Suddenly she tensed as a noise startled her. In the distance she could make out a large figure moving towards her.

“Now pretty,” a voice hissed, “You thought I had forgotten about you. But fear not, it’s your turn now.”

Vicki pushed herself further back as the figure drew nearer.

“Don’t even think about it,” she spat out, her voice doing little to hide the fear in it.

The figure just laughed and a clawed hand shot out and grabbed her ankle…

Vicki bolted upright in the bed, screaming…

Henry was beside her in seconds, gathering her in his arms and murmuring words of comfort.

She tensed for a moment but with the recognition of who was holding her she relaxed into the safety of his arms. All the usual instincts to pull away and say she was fine, to exert her infamous independence faded away as being in Henry’s arms chased away the remnants of her nightmare.

“You ok,” Henry whispered softly a while later when her heartbeat had returned to normal.

Vicki nodded, not trusting her voice. Now that she had calmed down she waited for the inevitable rush of embarrassment that usually accompanied her extremely rare moments of weakness. But it never appeared… and she allowed herself to relax even more into Henry’s embrace.

“Can I get you anything?” he asked after a few more minutes of silence. “Or do you want to talk about it? The nightmare?”

“No,” she replied softly, “to all your questions,” she added, giving him a soft smile. “I’m not ready to talk about them yet Henry.” She shuddered almost imperceptibly at the lingering of the nightmare in the back of her mind.

“Ok, I won’t push, but just know Vicki,” he cupped her chin gently, “I’m here when you are ready.”

“I know, and… thank you.”

“I hate that I wasn’t there,” he said, “I hate that you were alone and I wish I could have saved you from it all.”

“You know, you can say ‘I told you so,’” she said, trying to lighten the mood. “I’ve already gotten it from Mike and Coreen.”

“Another time I will remind of the fact that you should wait for back up,” he replied. “And this rushing right attitude of yours only gets you into trouble.”

Vicki rolled her eyes at him and Henry chuckled softly, glad you see a hint of her usual self coming back.

“Now, can I get you anything.”

“Just one thing Henry, but if you ever bring this up again I’ll deny it and leave your curtains open during the day,” she said.

“I swear I’ll never mention it again,” he replied, the seriousness of his tone lightened by the smirk on his face.

“Just hold me Henry,” Vicki’s voice was quiet. “No nightmares when you do.”

“As my lady wishes,” and he took her in his arms…
Tags: blood ties, fanfic50, prompts

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