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[Jan. 28th, 2010|02:32 am] |
There was nothing about the healing process that was easy for Murphy. The first few days at his parents house had been good. Cramped in a bed with Seth and sometimes Vegas and Mika too. Enough support that he felt like maybe it was going to be all right. And then he and Seth went back to Seth's new apartment. Seth started drinking again and Murphy spent most of his afternoons alone, thinking about the other boys and thinking about Adam. Some afternoons he thought about calling the other boys but he hadn't worked up the courage to talk to any of them. He knew they were better off without him. Part of him had thought things were looking up but that was until the first time he and Seth had sex after he got home and things had rapidly deteriorated from there. Murphy had stopped calling Vegas and his parents, only talking to them when they called him instead and that was only sometimes. Sometimes he let his phone go straight to voicemail because it was just easier not having to hear their questions. Some nights he wouldn't even look at Seth when he got home. He could still smell the booze on him more often than not and on those nights Murphy just closed his eyes and he'd pretend he could hear the scratching of Parker's pen against his paper or the melancholy music of Elijah's violin. When he was really desperate he'd think of the shutter clicks of Shay taking pictures of them. He hadn't ever really had the chance to bond with him, not the way he had with Elijah and certainly not with Parker. One morning after he'd been home for a few weeks, Murphy woke and felt particularly alone and hopeless. Seth was at work and he was sure that his parents and Vegas would be the same. He'd thought long and hard about returning to work but he had freak outs regularly enough still that he knew it wasn't an option. So he got up and showered and got dressed and grabbed his messenger bag from the desk. With his inhaler, his cell phone and his iPod tucked away in various pockets, he headed down to the train station. A ticket to quantico cost sixteen dollars and he didn't buy a return ticket mostly because he didn't know what time he'd be ready to head back. For most of the ride he listened to his headphones, just trying to block out all of his thoughts with music. By the time he got there it was early afternoon and he had to take a cab from the train station to fbi headquarters. Honestly, he wasn't sure what he thought this little trip was going to do for him, but he knew that he wanted to see the agents that had been responsible for saving his life. He wanted to tell them thank you because he hadn't ever gotten the chance. It was one door he intended to close, the easiest of all of them he supposed. In the lobby they put him through the metal detectors and then he asked specifically for the BAU. The woman told him to wait and that she'd have someone come down to meet him. They weren't just going to let anyone run around in the offices unattended. |
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| murphy, vegas |
[Jan. 14th, 2010|01:20 am] |
The nearest hospital to Adam Banks' place wasn't very close to Vegas' home, but he and his parents were on the next flight out, as well as Seth. Vegas was waiting anxiously in the waiting room, pacing back and forth while Seth stood off on his own by the window. The man looked haggard as hell, and nervous, and Vegas wondered what Murphy was going to think of Seth when he saw him. What he would think of all of them.
First his parents went back, and it felt like forever before they came out and his mother told him that it was his turn to go and see his brother. For a moment, he stood frozen to the floor, and he felt like he might be sick. What was he suppose to say to Murphy after all of this time?
But within seconds he was on his way down the hall, and the second he was in the room he just started to sob as he went to clutch a hold of his brother on the hospital bed. Murphy looked a little grey, thinner than he should have been, and Vegas could tell that he must have had an attack during the rescue because he had an oxygen tube up his nose.
"Oh my God," he muttered softly as he squeezed his eyes shut and held onto Murphy desperately, afraid he'd disappear if he didn't hold on tight enough. |
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| jude, wyatt, liam, mick, micah |
[Dec. 28th, 2009|10:37 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | chancellor, elijah, emma, jude, liam, micah, mick, murphy, parker, reagan, shay, team, wyatt | ] |
To say that everyone was working hard was a huge understatement. It was as if the holidays didn't even exist, and if it hadn't been for the merry decorations and the Christmas music all over the radio, Jude was sure that he'd never know that Christmas was on it's way. Everyone was on edge and running on empty. They had all expected to have not only Reagan back by now, but all of the missing boys. It was hard for just about everyone to even look at Liam, and even though the man was putting up a wall, Jude knew better.
He hadn't had much time to process what had happened between he and Beckett. They'd been spending as much free time as they could together, but free time was scarce because everyone was pushing themselves so hard. And by the way that Micah and Wyatt were looking at one another, something had happened between them as well. It boggled Jude's mind because not only was there something going on with he and Beckett, Wyatt and Micah, but something was up with Clark and Ally too because Ally had told him. Jude was just waiting for Mick to come up and say that she was hooking up with Emma, and he smiled tiredly as he thought about it. He was staring blankly at his computer screen, waiting for some information to come up about the man that the van was registered to, the man that Vegas had spotted. |
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| elijah, murphy (backdated to about a month after murphy was taken) |
[Dec. 12th, 2009|10:26 pm] |
Usually Adam kept Parker in the middle of Elijah and Murphy, but probably as en effort to make Murphy feel as if he belonged and to hopefully form some sort of a bond with Elijah, he'd put Murphy in between Elijah and Parker. It was the first time that Elijah had ever been moved, and it felt strangely exhilerating to be in a new area, even if it was the same old basement.
Elijah was infinitely curious about the newest boy, and he'd been bombarding Parker with all sorts of questions. The first month Adam had kept Murphy scarce because of his asthma, and the last week Murphy had been sort of out of it since he'd tried to run away. Running away was always something that Elijah thought about trying, but he was too afraid. Parker had told him that they were in the middle of nowhere, and with Elijah being blind, running wasn't an option.
Murphy had been asleep while Adam helped Elijah move his things to the next cell over, and Elijah listened with rapt attention while Adam moved Murphy's things over. After that, he'd taken Murphy upstairs for a while, and left Elijah and Parker alone. After talking Parker into telling him a story, Elijah had curled up on his bed and drifted off to sleep. When he wokeup, Parker was now upstairs, and Murphy was back in the basement. Elijah could tell that Murphy was back because his breathing sounded a little different than Parker's, and he could tell that Parker was gone because he couldn't hear his breathing at all. Being blind, Elijah had a rather acute sense of hearing.
He scooted to the edge of his bed and let his feet dangle over the edge. He was wearing a pair of navy button up pajamas. Adam put everything of one color in the same drawer so that Elijah would always match because the boy was self concious about looking ridiculous since he couldn't see himself and what he was putting on.
"Is Parker with Adam?" he asked after a moment, his voice quiet and uncertain. |
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