Back to foster care (Tag Billy and Hope)
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call_me_snake Takes place two days after this and the day after this.
Snake hobbled to the garage wrestling one handed with the lock and keys. He’d promised Hope he would take her to see Billy. Nothing would stop him, even being shot. Plissken pulled out Billy’s bike first and pushed it up the ramp into the Humvee then went back for Hope’s bike. Hers was heavier and he had to struggle to push it inside. The task completed Snake sat on the bumper relaxing. The pain was coming in pulses through the left side of his body, from the leg, to his shoulder and finally into the back of his eye where it felt like a power drill grinding into his skull.
He had already maxed out on his daily dose of painkillers and turned to a few sips from his flask to help dull the pain or at least relax him some. After a few more minutes Plissken pulled down the ramp and closed up the back waiting for Hope to come out. It wasn’t long until she showed up with her back pack and got in.
As much as Snake hated to admit it, his daughter had to help him into the humvee. He clutched the wheel with a death grip but managed to smile at his daughter in the seat beside him. She knew he was in pain, everyone knew he was in pain but it was old habit to hide that weakness as much as possible. Push on through they always said in the military and Plissken still took that to heart.
The drive into the city was fairly uneventful though Plissken was anxious the whole way. He knew the cops were still looking for him. Luckily the foster home was in the suburbs. The cops still believed Snake was a full time city dweller. That had advantages he had never dreamed of.
Snake pulled into the lot and dreaded leaving his guns outside. Looking over at Hope bounding from the passenger side removed his hesitation. It took him some time to slowly walk to the front of the building. He refused to limp and in order to accomplish that through the pain he had to take his time. Snake pulled his coat off and hung it in the reception area before checking in. It was more difficult this time due to the news but he managed. He filled out Hope’s papers and soon presented her with a visitor’s badge. Snake was glad it was the woman out front. The guy who worked in the place creeped him out, no one should be that happy.
“He’s back in the TV room.” Snake motioned down the hall. He had a pretty good sense of the layout. He waited for Hope then headed for the room where he was told Billy was.
Snake hobbled to the garage wrestling one handed with the lock and keys. He’d promised Hope he would take her to see Billy. Nothing would stop him, even being shot. Plissken pulled out Billy’s bike first and pushed it up the ramp into the Humvee then went back for Hope’s bike. Hers was heavier and he had to struggle to push it inside. The task completed Snake sat on the bumper relaxing. The pain was coming in pulses through the left side of his body, from the leg, to his shoulder and finally into the back of his eye where it felt like a power drill grinding into his skull.
He had already maxed out on his daily dose of painkillers and turned to a few sips from his flask to help dull the pain or at least relax him some. After a few more minutes Plissken pulled down the ramp and closed up the back waiting for Hope to come out. It wasn’t long until she showed up with her back pack and got in.
As much as Snake hated to admit it, his daughter had to help him into the humvee. He clutched the wheel with a death grip but managed to smile at his daughter in the seat beside him. She knew he was in pain, everyone knew he was in pain but it was old habit to hide that weakness as much as possible. Push on through they always said in the military and Plissken still took that to heart.
The drive into the city was fairly uneventful though Plissken was anxious the whole way. He knew the cops were still looking for him. Luckily the foster home was in the suburbs. The cops still believed Snake was a full time city dweller. That had advantages he had never dreamed of.
Snake pulled into the lot and dreaded leaving his guns outside. Looking over at Hope bounding from the passenger side removed his hesitation. It took him some time to slowly walk to the front of the building. He refused to limp and in order to accomplish that through the pain he had to take his time. Snake pulled his coat off and hung it in the reception area before checking in. It was more difficult this time due to the news but he managed. He filled out Hope’s papers and soon presented her with a visitor’s badge. Snake was glad it was the woman out front. The guy who worked in the place creeped him out, no one should be that happy.
“He’s back in the TV room.” Snake motioned down the hall. He had a pretty good sense of the layout. He waited for Hope then headed for the room where he was told Billy was.
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Date: 2007-03-20 03:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-20 03:12 am (UTC)Snake looked at Hope and shook his head. One hurt for another. Snake didn't hug her. You will rob him of the time he has and do the same to me.
Snake backed away from her. There will be no healing from this, not for either of us. We will lose something we can't replace.
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Date: 2007-03-20 03:15 am (UTC)"And I'll be here, just bigger. You've got Solan to spend your time with and I'll still come to the shop."
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Date: 2007-03-20 03:21 am (UTC)Snake glared at Hope looking very hurt. Will you stop pretending that boy thinks anything of me because he doesn't. I'm nothing to him not his father, not anything.
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Date: 2007-03-20 03:33 am (UTC)Billy isn't mine. Snake put his other arm around Hope. All I've got is a little girl.
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Date: 2007-03-20 03:49 am (UTC)"Love you both with all my heart," she whispered before she turned around and started to the door.
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Date: 2007-03-20 03:54 am (UTC)Babydoll, least let me go with you.
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Date: 2007-03-20 05:20 pm (UTC)Snake was trying to be optimistic if only because he couldn't stand to be pessimistic any longer.
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