Primeval fic: Broken Wings (15/17)
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knitekatTitle: Broken Wings (15/17)
Author: knitekat
Word Count: ~1450 (of ~27300)
Characters: Tom Ryan, James Lester, team and OC soldiers.
Pairing: James Lester/Tom Ryan, various.
Rating: 18
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace. The OCs belong to Fred and Luka. 'Broken Wings' is a song by Mr Mister.
A/N: For Fred and her prompt of Lester/Ryan and Technical Hitch. Thanks go to Luka for looking at it and to the wonderful Fifi for the beta. Any remaining mistakes are my own.
A/N2: Continues from Part 14 and continues in Part 16.
Warning (for all parts): Timey-wimey AU: death!fic, dark!fic, dub!con, hurt/comfort, angst, slash, het, OOC-ness.
“My sentiments exactly, Ryan.” James' well-known, well-loved voice sounded remarkably calm for a man who had just been betrayed and thrown into a cell by his own people.
Ryan blinked and raised his hand to shield his eyes as the lights flickered on, letting him see the face of one rather annoyed-looking James Lester.
James raised his voice, “Abby. Open this door now!”
Ryan took the time to look at James, he was certainly not happy and Ryan had to wonder if Abby knew what she was doing: James was not a good person to cross.
“Sorry, Lester. But it is for your own good,” Abby called back.
“Abigail Sarah Maitland, this is quite enough. I order you to open this door. You have five seconds before I fire you.”
Ryan could hear the muted voices of several people standing on the other side of the door. He shook his head as he wondered how many people where involved in this... mutiny didn't seem quite the right word.
Jenny's voice sounded. “I'm terribly sorry, James. But if you fire Abby, you'll have to fire most of your staff along with her.”
James rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed, “You're in on this as well, Jenny?”
“It's for your own good, James,” Jenny replied.
“Really? And it hasn't occurred to any of you that I know what is best for me?”
“No, James, not when you're being a stubborn fool.”
James blinked at Jenny's blunt comment and turned to look at Ryan with a quirked eyebrow. “And you, Ryan? Are you in on this?”
Ryan shook his head. “No, sir.” He just hoped James believed him.
James sighed again. “Fine. What do you mutineers want?”
It was Jenny who answered. It appeared she had been elected spokeswoman and Ryan supposed that as the PR person, she probably was the right person for the job. “It is very simple, James.” Ryan heard James snort as she continued, “We will let you both out on two conditions.”
“And those are?” James did not sound very happy, and Ryan was glad he wasn't going to be on the receiving end of the man's legendary sharp tongue. Not in that way and that really wasn't a thought to be having while trapped in here with James.
“Firstly, that Captain Ryan stays in this world and works at the ARC with us.”
“Since I have already offered Captain Ryan a position here, I am at somewhat of a loss as to your reasoning.”
“That is the condition Ryan has to agree to for us to let him out, James.”
James sighed, “And the condition you want me to agree to would be...?”
Jenny's voice held a no-nonsense note as she answered. “It is quite simple, James. You and Ryan have a date. A proper date, mind you.” Jenny paused before adding, “Lorraine will book you reservations at a suitable restaurant.”
“A meal for two?” James queried, his voice sceptical. “One meal and then... what? You'll leave me alone?”
Ryan felt a stabbing pain to his heart at James' response, at his rejection. Why did Abby and Jenny have to interfere? It was obvious that James didn't want him.
James met Ryan's eyes for a moment and then seemed to deflate as all the fight left him. “Fine. We agree to your terms. Now, let me out before I do fire the whole bloody lot of you.”
“Um,” Abby said. “We thought you could have a little chat first.”
“Abby!” James' voice sounded rather dangerous.
“Sorry, James,” Jenny added. “We feel you need to calm down before we let you out. Consider it a chance to get to know Ryan before your date.”
Ryan had to fight to keep the grin from his face. It looked as if James' people knew him well. A few hours would give him time to calm down. Although, Ryan would have preferred to have been on the other side of the door from an angry James. “Now what?”
James sighed and muttered something about ungrateful staff. “I should have realised Abby was plotting something.”
“Lyle mentioned a few beers,” Ryan added when James fell silent. “You think Abby put him up to it?”
James sighed softly. “Sometimes I think Abby sees herself as our resident matchmaker.” He quirked an eyebrow at Ryan. “She and Connor spent months trying to get Stephen and Cutter together.”
“Oh?” Ryan asked, his mouth suddenly dry as he realised why he and James were locked in together.
“Yes, oh,” James replied.
“Why us?” Ryan's mind went back to his leaving party. To Jenny inferring that James was interested in him... or the him of this world. Ryan sighed softly, this parallel world thing was bloody confusing.
James took a deep breath and slowly released it. “In this world, Ryan and I were lovers. We had...” He choked off whatever he had been about to say and stood so brittlely that Ryan thought he'd snap in the slightest breeze. “Why did you come here, Ryan?”
Ryan closed his eyes and gathered his courage, this was the moment his hopes would be shattered into a thousand pieces. He opened his eyes and looked into James as he answered, “To find you. I...” His voice cracked and Ryan took a moment to swallow as his mouth felt bone dry. “I needed to find you. To be with you. I love you.”
James shook his head and dropped his gaze. “No, Captain Ryan. You loved your James.” His voice barely a whisper, “As I loved my Ryan.” James looked up at Ryan and he was surprised to see unshed tears in James' eyes. “Neither of us are that man.”
Ryan took a step closer and met James' eyes, his own pleading. “Why can't we be?”
James shook his head and sighed. “Because, you might be a Captain Ryan, you may wear his face, but you are not the man I fell in love with.”
Ryan sighed, he knew he wasn't James' Ryan, just as this James wasn't the same man who had died in Ryan's arms all those months ago. Was this to be his fate, destined to wander from world to world and every James he ever met seeing him as a poor copy of their Tom Ryan? Ryan took a deep breath. But he, they, could try, couldn't they? “I know that, James. But I've spent so many months looking for you, can't we just try?”
James ran a hand through his hair, mussing it in a rather distracting way. “I can't be the first James Lester you've found on your travels?”
“No, sir.” Ryan shook his head, both in response to James' question and in an attempt to stop thinking certain thoughts about the man locked in with him. “The first time I found you was an eye-opener.” When James quirked an eyebrow in interest, Ryan continued, “You were married to Helen Cutter, um, I suppose she'd be Helen Lester.”
“Please tell me I didn't have such poor taste.”
Ryan nodded. “Afraid so, James. You did have two adorable-looking children.” His lips twitched at the look of disgust on James' face. Ryan couldn't help himself, he had to add, “Although the world with you fucking Leek,” Ryan shuddered. “That image is still burned into my mind.”
James just stared at Ryan. “Please tell me that is a joke.”
“Sorry.”
“Oh god.” James sat down hard on a chair. “That's not even bad taste.”
“Actually, you were the bastard there.” Ryan smiled as he sat in the chair opposite James, their knees almost touching. “James? What do we do now?”
James sighed again and meet Ryan's gaze. “You stay in this world and we go on a date.” When Ryan winced at the distaste James put on the word 'date', James added, “You are my lover's doppleganger, not my lover.” He sighed bitterly as he continued almost to himself, “Why can't my staff leave well enough alone?”
Ryan swallowed as he heard James' words, uncertain if he was supposed to have heard and deciding to pretend he hadn't. “I know you aren't my James. But I'd still like to get to know you. No strings.”
James sighed heavily and glared at the locked door before he agreed, somewhat half-heartedly, “No strings.”
Author: knitekat
Word Count: ~1450 (of ~27300)
Characters: Tom Ryan, James Lester, team and OC soldiers.
Pairing: James Lester/Tom Ryan, various.
Rating: 18
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace. The OCs belong to Fred and Luka. 'Broken Wings' is a song by Mr Mister.
A/N: For Fred and her prompt of Lester/Ryan and Technical Hitch. Thanks go to Luka for looking at it and to the wonderful Fifi for the beta. Any remaining mistakes are my own.
A/N2: Continues from Part 14 and continues in Part 16.
Warning (for all parts): Timey-wimey AU: death!fic, dark!fic, dub!con, hurt/comfort, angst, slash, het, OOC-ness.
“My sentiments exactly, Ryan.” James' well-known, well-loved voice sounded remarkably calm for a man who had just been betrayed and thrown into a cell by his own people.
Ryan blinked and raised his hand to shield his eyes as the lights flickered on, letting him see the face of one rather annoyed-looking James Lester.
James raised his voice, “Abby. Open this door now!”
Ryan took the time to look at James, he was certainly not happy and Ryan had to wonder if Abby knew what she was doing: James was not a good person to cross.
“Sorry, Lester. But it is for your own good,” Abby called back.
“Abigail Sarah Maitland, this is quite enough. I order you to open this door. You have five seconds before I fire you.”
Ryan could hear the muted voices of several people standing on the other side of the door. He shook his head as he wondered how many people where involved in this... mutiny didn't seem quite the right word.
Jenny's voice sounded. “I'm terribly sorry, James. But if you fire Abby, you'll have to fire most of your staff along with her.”
James rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed, “You're in on this as well, Jenny?”
“It's for your own good, James,” Jenny replied.
“Really? And it hasn't occurred to any of you that I know what is best for me?”
“No, James, not when you're being a stubborn fool.”
James blinked at Jenny's blunt comment and turned to look at Ryan with a quirked eyebrow. “And you, Ryan? Are you in on this?”
Ryan shook his head. “No, sir.” He just hoped James believed him.
James sighed again. “Fine. What do you mutineers want?”
It was Jenny who answered. It appeared she had been elected spokeswoman and Ryan supposed that as the PR person, she probably was the right person for the job. “It is very simple, James.” Ryan heard James snort as she continued, “We will let you both out on two conditions.”
“And those are?” James did not sound very happy, and Ryan was glad he wasn't going to be on the receiving end of the man's legendary sharp tongue. Not in that way and that really wasn't a thought to be having while trapped in here with James.
“Firstly, that Captain Ryan stays in this world and works at the ARC with us.”
“Since I have already offered Captain Ryan a position here, I am at somewhat of a loss as to your reasoning.”
“That is the condition Ryan has to agree to for us to let him out, James.”
James sighed, “And the condition you want me to agree to would be...?”
Jenny's voice held a no-nonsense note as she answered. “It is quite simple, James. You and Ryan have a date. A proper date, mind you.” Jenny paused before adding, “Lorraine will book you reservations at a suitable restaurant.”
“A meal for two?” James queried, his voice sceptical. “One meal and then... what? You'll leave me alone?”
Ryan felt a stabbing pain to his heart at James' response, at his rejection. Why did Abby and Jenny have to interfere? It was obvious that James didn't want him.
James met Ryan's eyes for a moment and then seemed to deflate as all the fight left him. “Fine. We agree to your terms. Now, let me out before I do fire the whole bloody lot of you.”
“Um,” Abby said. “We thought you could have a little chat first.”
“Abby!” James' voice sounded rather dangerous.
“Sorry, James,” Jenny added. “We feel you need to calm down before we let you out. Consider it a chance to get to know Ryan before your date.”
Ryan had to fight to keep the grin from his face. It looked as if James' people knew him well. A few hours would give him time to calm down. Although, Ryan would have preferred to have been on the other side of the door from an angry James. “Now what?”
James sighed and muttered something about ungrateful staff. “I should have realised Abby was plotting something.”
“Lyle mentioned a few beers,” Ryan added when James fell silent. “You think Abby put him up to it?”
James sighed softly. “Sometimes I think Abby sees herself as our resident matchmaker.” He quirked an eyebrow at Ryan. “She and Connor spent months trying to get Stephen and Cutter together.”
“Oh?” Ryan asked, his mouth suddenly dry as he realised why he and James were locked in together.
“Yes, oh,” James replied.
“Why us?” Ryan's mind went back to his leaving party. To Jenny inferring that James was interested in him... or the him of this world. Ryan sighed softly, this parallel world thing was bloody confusing.
James took a deep breath and slowly released it. “In this world, Ryan and I were lovers. We had...” He choked off whatever he had been about to say and stood so brittlely that Ryan thought he'd snap in the slightest breeze. “Why did you come here, Ryan?”
Ryan closed his eyes and gathered his courage, this was the moment his hopes would be shattered into a thousand pieces. He opened his eyes and looked into James as he answered, “To find you. I...” His voice cracked and Ryan took a moment to swallow as his mouth felt bone dry. “I needed to find you. To be with you. I love you.”
James shook his head and dropped his gaze. “No, Captain Ryan. You loved your James.” His voice barely a whisper, “As I loved my Ryan.” James looked up at Ryan and he was surprised to see unshed tears in James' eyes. “Neither of us are that man.”
Ryan took a step closer and met James' eyes, his own pleading. “Why can't we be?”
James shook his head and sighed. “Because, you might be a Captain Ryan, you may wear his face, but you are not the man I fell in love with.”
Ryan sighed, he knew he wasn't James' Ryan, just as this James wasn't the same man who had died in Ryan's arms all those months ago. Was this to be his fate, destined to wander from world to world and every James he ever met seeing him as a poor copy of their Tom Ryan? Ryan took a deep breath. But he, they, could try, couldn't they? “I know that, James. But I've spent so many months looking for you, can't we just try?”
James ran a hand through his hair, mussing it in a rather distracting way. “I can't be the first James Lester you've found on your travels?”
“No, sir.” Ryan shook his head, both in response to James' question and in an attempt to stop thinking certain thoughts about the man locked in with him. “The first time I found you was an eye-opener.” When James quirked an eyebrow in interest, Ryan continued, “You were married to Helen Cutter, um, I suppose she'd be Helen Lester.”
“Please tell me I didn't have such poor taste.”
Ryan nodded. “Afraid so, James. You did have two adorable-looking children.” His lips twitched at the look of disgust on James' face. Ryan couldn't help himself, he had to add, “Although the world with you fucking Leek,” Ryan shuddered. “That image is still burned into my mind.”
James just stared at Ryan. “Please tell me that is a joke.”
“Sorry.”
“Oh god.” James sat down hard on a chair. “That's not even bad taste.”
“Actually, you were the bastard there.” Ryan smiled as he sat in the chair opposite James, their knees almost touching. “James? What do we do now?”
James sighed again and meet Ryan's gaze. “You stay in this world and we go on a date.” When Ryan winced at the distaste James put on the word 'date', James added, “You are my lover's doppleganger, not my lover.” He sighed bitterly as he continued almost to himself, “Why can't my staff leave well enough alone?”
Ryan swallowed as he heard James' words, uncertain if he was supposed to have heard and deciding to pretend he hadn't. “I know you aren't my James. But I'd still like to get to know you. No strings.”
James sighed heavily and glared at the locked door before he agreed, somewhat half-heartedly, “No strings.”
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Date: 2012-01-29 08:15 pm (UTC)I say again:
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They're going on a date!!!
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Date: 2012-01-29 08:32 pm (UTC)They are, but since James was forced into it, I wouldn't get too carried away *vbeg*
But I think you liked it ;) and thank you for reading.
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Date: 2012-01-29 08:37 pm (UTC)Ryan closed his eyes and gathered his courage, this was the moment his hopes would be shattered into a thousand pieces. He opened his eyes and looked into James as he answered, “To find you. I...” His voice cracked and Ryan took a moment to swallow as his mouth felt bone dry. “I needed to find you. To be with you. I love you.”
James shook his head and dropped his gaze. “No, Captain Ryan. You loved your James.” His voice barely a whisper, “As I loved my Ryan.” James looked up at Ryan and he was surprised to see unshed tears in James' eyes. “Neither of us are that man.”
*WHIMPERSLOUDLY*
I cannot tell you how much this breaks me, even now. *clings*
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Date: 2012-01-29 09:16 pm (UTC)Sorry for the breakage. *I appear to have a fifi clinging to me ;)*
Thanks again for the beta and for reading, even with the wailing ;)
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Date: 2012-01-29 09:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-29 09:23 pm (UTC)Aww, poor Lester. He's heart-broken and you are still shaking him, and hard too ;)
Thanks for reading.
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Date: 2012-01-29 10:02 pm (UTC)*fingers crossed*
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Date: 2012-01-29 11:02 pm (UTC)*crosses paws with you*
Thanks for reading, even if James is being stubborn ;)
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Date: 2012-01-29 10:08 pm (UTC)I can understand Lester but can't he at least try to give this Ryan a chance? Prefers he really to mourn over his lost lover and be unhappy for the rest of his life? *hugs poor Ryan*
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Date: 2012-01-29 11:04 pm (UTC)Glad you understand Lester's actions. Um, well, he did (sort of) agree to a date. Err, that bit might get answered tomorrow. *joins in the hug* I have been very mean to Ryan in this fic *nods*
Thanks for reading.
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Date: 2012-01-29 11:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-30 07:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-30 01:21 am (UTC)Otherwise, Abby as the ARC's self-appointed matchmaker is fabulous and I found it hilarious that they didn't want Ryan and Lester just to talk, they had conditions for release. <3
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Date: 2012-01-30 07:54 pm (UTC)Hee, Abby and Jenny FTW! They know better then to assume talking will work and that Lester will keep his promise.
Glad you liked it and thanks for reading.
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Date: 2012-01-30 03:12 am (UTC)Looking forward to more.
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Date: 2012-01-30 07:57 pm (UTC)Hope you like what happens next.
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Date: 2012-01-30 06:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-30 08:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-30 09:12 pm (UTC)And I loved Abby and Jenny and everyone ganging up on them! *g*
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Date: 2012-01-30 09:48 pm (UTC)Hee, well the boys weren't getting anywhere on their own.
Glad you liked it and thanks for reading.
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Date: 2012-02-18 03:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-18 03:58 pm (UTC)