#cw alusion to ptsd

[voidselfshipp]

Persiana Americana:

Cw: mentions of nightmares, food, alusion to ptsd. Non translated lyrics. Also the songs tecnically about vouyerism but its not explicit. So I Will say fuck to that meaning and use it for this. Its a good song though.

->ONLY MUTUALS ALLOWED TO RB!.

Song: Persiana Americana By Soda Stereo

Summary: Woods and Jerico Bond over a song. Feelings ensue.

->Pairing: Frank.Woods X Jerico.

♡Lovely Taglist: @tex-treasures @mercuryships @malewifehenrycooldown ( I cant tag your other blog :(((( ) @80sboyfriends

->Persiana Americana is the Word used in spanish to say Blinds. Thats where this idea came from.

-> A/n: Man I love this fics where I can put some of my culture in the fics. Specially during the 80s which is my fave time period aesthetically and culturaly. And I get to add my American f/os? Fuck yeah! We teachin these gringos latin culture.

He really had to stop with this behavior.

Woods moved his hand away from the slats he had parted with his fingers, looking away from Jerico who was talking with lazar.

Frank was only making an inventory check in the storage room, that had a Window with a blind that he used to eavesdrop the conversation they were having.

Coincidentially, he was listening to a song Jeri had Recomended him, it was called "Persiana Americana" by Soda Stereo.

The explanation of the songs meaning was far away from what the song represented for him, for him it was about how he was too shy to talk to the girl he liked.

For him it was about how he couldnt get his shit togheter whenever she was around him, and how the years of hardship seemed to melt with a simple smile.

He really had it bad for her.

Woods finished up with his work and went to train with lazar, who was laying some blows on a poor punching bag that was ripping at the seams.

Then, as he started to punch the bag he remembered the conversation he heard, he felt jealous once again because Lazar had made Jerico laugh and smile, and the poor punching bag had to suffer the angry punches from Woods.

Meanwhile Jerico was resting on her bed, almost falling asleep while listening to music on her walkman, on her stomach were her cats, curled up, clearly comfily.

Her half lidded eyes looked up at the cracked ceiling, letting out a rather loud sigh, but her tired expression changed Into a (admitedly still tired) smile, she remembered a small comment Frank made on a mission once

" im a goddamn onion, Mason... "

That phrase made her laugh a little under her breath, Frank always managed to cheer her up, god,how he made her laugh.

They were Friends, and co-workers, and time seemed to just fly when she was around him.

He was...easy...to be around, and outside that tough exterior there was a kind loving Man that she just couldnt get enough of.

She Turned off her walkman and decided she could use a nap, as she snuggled under the blankets she wondered. How would it feel if Frank hugged her right now?.

Would he feel warm? Comfortable? Safe?.

She let her thoughts wander while she fell asleep. That tired smile never leaving her face as she did so.

Frank on the other hand, did fall asleep for a while. Catching some much needed Z's. But as luck would have it, tonight was one of those nights...

He jolt awake with a gasp, his breath shallow and rapid,his head feels as if it was spinning. Frantically he looks at his sorroundings. Another nightmare.

He sighs, both in annoyance in relief, he looks at the clock on his nightstand. Its 4:30.

He laid down back in bed hoping he'd be able to fall asleep. To no avail.

He found himself going for the kitchen, hoping some coffee might give him the energy he needed and that he was lacking for not having enough hours of rest on him.

Perhaps, that was a lucky night, seeing that jerico had been woken up by her cats scratching on the door.

She lets out a huff, getting out from the warm blankets and opening the door, going behind her cats to make sure they dont break anything.

As she stumbled into the kitchen she found none other than Frank, who was in the process of making himself some coffee.

They exchange an acknowledgement look and go on their bussiness as usual.

Jeri starts making herself some hot chocolate, eyeing Woods, she simply asked-- Do you want to talk about it?

--I dont know what youre talking about...-- Woods lied.

She just nodded and carried on making her drink. How adler and Hudson let her get all this sweet shit is beyond her.

She added the whipped cream, cocoa and chocolate sauce, stirring it and sitting on the table, wood sits infront of her, crossing his legs looking away with his coffee while Jeris cats tried to pry Open a tuna can.

--How adler let you bring in so much sweet food Is beyond me-- Frank commented.

Jeri chuckled-- Between you and me? He has a sweet tooth, but you didnt hear it from me

The Man started to laugh his ass off, the tension relieving from his body-- youve got to be shittin' me, russel FUCKING adler has a sweet tooth?

--Yeup-- she answered.

--i feel like you just told me some confidential information there. Sure you wont get in trouble?--He asked.

--Aw, do I matter to you Woods?

--Haha, maybe. I can appreciate a chick with good taste in rock music...-- he Answered.

Suddenly, vica jumps on the Mans lap, the usually moody black cat curling up in a ball-- Well thats New.. -- Frank added.

--They like you, yknow, and they know you need some support

--I dont need any support-- Woods lied again, though his hand started to scratch the cats head.

--Fine then, you leave me no choice-- jerico grabbed the radio, that was modified to catch frequencies from all over the worlds, and switched between stations until she found what song she was looking for.

By the intro alone he could recognize the song, the same song that has been stuck in his head. Since she showed it to him.

" Yo te prefiero

Fuera de foco

Inalcanzable

Yo te prefiero

Irreversible

Casi intocable "

Jericos started to sing it, standing up on the table and dancing, making a lot of noise as she did so.

--Hey! Quiet down youre going to get us neck deep in shit!-- Frank whispered shouted.

-- ¡Tus ropas caen lentamente

Soy un espía, un espectador

Y el ventilador desgarrándote

Sé que te excita pensar hasta dónde llegaré! --Jeri kept singing without a care in the world smiling as she offered her hand to her friend.

"Eh...fuck it" she helped him up, the cat jumping out of his lap as he did so, a bit grumpy.

He joins in her singing with terrible pronounciation but feeling it-- Es difícil de creer

Creo que nunca lo podré saber

Solo así yo te veré

A través de mi persiana americana!

Both started dancing on the table, praying it wouldnt break under their weight, finally he had a smile on his face. A genuine one.

How jerico always managed to make the best of him come out was a mystery, but looking into her eyes, singing with her, was more important than the answer to that question.

Still, he pulled her in for a hug and started laughing, she hugged back burying her face im his chest, joining in his laughter, looking up at him for a moment.

And then the world stopped, as if the world around them didnt exist. He leaned in, and so did she.

"Es una condena agradable

El instante previo

Es como un desgaste

Una necesidad

Más que un deseo

Estamos al borde de la cornisa

Casi a punto de caer

No sientes miedo

Sigues sonriendo

Sé que te excita pensar hasta dónde llegaré..."

And so they pressed their lips against eachother, leaning into the feeling, putting an end to the Fleeting glances, and the endless Yearning.

As they broke the kiss, the song had ended, and they just looked at eachother as if they were holding the world in their arms.

--I needed that-- he whispered with his forehead against hers.

--Im glad I could help you..--She replied-- come to sleep with me?

--I dont think I can sweetheart, im sorry--frank apologized-- you should try to rest though..dont let me Keep you up

--come with me, what do you have to loose? At least you'll be in bed with me, and not alone...-- Jeri pleaded.

Sighing he nodded, grabbing her hands and kissing her knuckles-- okay...lets try it.

Once in bed under the covers, he hugged her from behind, her back against his chest, he melts into the warmth and the scent of her hair makes him relax.

Feeling sleep creeping in, he kisses her cheek and mutters-- I love you...

He barely heard her reply --I love you too..-- before he falls asleep.

Next Day they both exchanged knowing glances and giggles, that day both got a bunch of questions asked, but they didnt care.

Frank was happy to be with the girl he has been crushing on for a bit, and Jeri was happy he wouldnt spy on her through the blinds. Oh Yeah she noticed, he wasnt subtle about it

#cw nightmare mention #tw nightmare mention #tw food ment #cw alusion to ptsd #tw alusion to ptsd #ask to tag #woods tag pendign #💛🌻annoying madonna fan🌻💛

[voidwritesstuff]

Found Family.

Cw: alusions/scenes of PTSD,flashbacks bcs of ptsd. Mentions of grief and body horror. Mentions of a big age gap between oc n Thatcher. (But not in a weird way)

Summary: Adam and Thatcher explore their father-son relationshipp with the help of Thatcher's girlfriend.

->Jerico is my oc/self insert. Pronouns are she/they. Also, my hc is that Adam is 18. (Also about the age gap. Oc is technically not human so do w that what you Will)

->some of the scenes are based off of @moonlightsmasquerade Thatcher and Adam art. (Also hi Em! If youre Reading this im @/screchinginthevoid)

->Word count: 4.2k.

There were Many things that Adam did on accident, like all humans. Well...except he wasnt human, he was an alternate.

That realization still hadnt fully set in yet, hes lived his whole life as a human, the mere idea he wasnt was ludicrous...but it was true.

He was not alone in this thankfully, he's been "adopted" by Lieutenant Davis, and hes been staying with him ever since. The house was quite modest, Adam had taken up the responsability of at least keeping the house clean when he had the energy to, Thatcher some days was just a wallflower. (And he didnt blame him, that Man had been through some shit).

Sometimes their saving Grace was Jerico, Thatcher's partner, who brings them food and whatever is left of the pastries of the bakery she worked at. She was Real nice, Adam had decided, so he kept a bit of distance as to not freak her our (but there was something off with her he couldnt quite place).

Today was one of those days, food had run out yesterday, and neither had the energy to get out and get something. It was just one of those days.

But Thatcher had the foresight to call his partner up and ask if they coul bring food. And that she did.

The door opens with a slight creak, Adam doesnt look up from the book hes Reading, but he does smile a little. She was good company.

--Hey kid-- she said, kissing the top of his head covered with the hood of his hoodie,leaving the Many heavy bags on the table.

--arent you like one year older than me?--He teased with a smirk.

--Well yeah? Its a term of endearment. But if it bothers you I can stop-- she replied, grabbing the food thats supposed to be refrigerated-- wheres your dad?

Adams face goes a little pink-- Hes not my dad!-- he whined,closing the book-- hes- hes in his room I guess

--Davis!-- she calls out towards one of the rooms across the nearby Hall. She turns to Adam and says-- hey, do you mind putting these in the fridge?

--No I dont. Go get that raccoon of a man out of bed-- he said with a playfull smile. She laughs and goes towards Thatcher's room.

When shes our of sight he stands up and does as he was asked. He opens the fridge and slowly fills it up with the food. He had to admit that seeing the fridge full once more was very soothing, he felt as if he was helping around the house like a child would help his parents.

Five minutes later he sees Thatcher come out of his room with Jerico hugging Him from behind.

--What took you so long?--Adam joked, putting away some of the other groceries.

--Well,Mr.Racooon over here was a little too wrapped up In his blankets. Basically a burrito-- she teased pressing a kiss to his shoulderblade.

--drop it--thatcher murmured, amused at the joke even if he was deathly tired.

--Mmhmm. Hes in denial,I tell you-- she turns to face Adam and sees what hes doing, it moves her a little and she adds-- yknow you dont gotta put away the rest, I can do it

A little flustered,the boy shrugs and says-- s'nothing... I uh. I was bored so...-- he half lied, not turning around to face them so neither would see how flustered he was.

--Thats very sweet of you kiddo! Thanks-- jeri answered, to then give a quick hug to Thatcher(who saw this whole exchange as something adorable) and tell him-- go get a book and sit in the sofa,lunch'll be Ready in a bit

He nodds, too exhausted to convince her to let him do something. Thatcher grabs the book Adam was Reading and goes to lay down on the nearby sofá, at least this was better than wallow in his grief in a dark room.

Jerico quickly gets to making lunch, Adam stands near her unsure if he should volunteer himself to help her out

--Hey Adam, mind handing me one of the pans? -- she asked absentmindedly as she cuts up a few potatos.

"Fries?" The boy thought with enthusiasm, something he hasnt felt in a while - Uh sure. Let me just..-- he kneels to reach one of the lower cabinets under the kitchen counter and notices that said pan is all the way to the back.

He huffs and tries to reach it, and here is one of the things he does without noticing. His arm extends unaturally,growing large enough to reach the back of the cabine. He grabs the handle of the pan and he pulls it out, to then stand back up and place it on the counter.

--Thank you- JESUS CHRIST!--she squeals looking at the arm. It was paper white and boney looking, his fingers are clawy and a little crooked.

--Oh im so sorry-- He starts,freaking the fuck out. He lets go of the pan and pulls back his extended arm.-- please dont be mad at me--

Jeri only meets his gaze and smiles a little-- you caught me off guard, thats all-- she Gently takes his clawy hand and squeezes it reassuringly. His palm feels deathly cool, while hers feels unaturally warm.

--How doesnt this freak you out?--He pointed at his arm with his free hand.

--Ive seen some shit-- she shrugs it off as if she encountered alternates every day-- I was not expecting to see you go Reed Richards on me thats all, thats actually a really clever answer to a problem

Adam smiles, sometimes he feels shes the only one that understands him,-- I really dont get how youre not smacking me across the face with the pan. Your answer isnt very clear

She snorts and Gently lets go of his hand--Ill elaborate one day, 'till then feel free to make your own theories. Anyway, can you return that arm to normal or do you need some help?

He shrugs-- Give me like...five minutes?

--'kay --She replied lightheartedly as she filled the pan with sunflower seed oil and set it on the stove-- im spit balling here but maybe remebering how your arm looked like before would help?

Adam squints at her a little, he felt as if she was talking out of experience. Those were the little things he felt off about her, not in a bad way, she just felt like she knew more than she was letting on.-- ...ill try-- he replied, going to sit at the table and try to get back to normal.

When he succesfully does manage to fix up his arm, he keeps helping out on the kitchen. Apparently Thatcher had passed the fuck out during their whole previous exchange,which was good because neither thought the ex cop would take that lightly.

--Dyou mind keeping an eye on them burgers?-- jerico asked,snapping Him from his thoughts-- when that other side is cooked flip it. N' once that one is ready too just make a small cut in the middle to check if its not raw

He nodds--I know cooking burgers is pretty easy but...where did you learn to Cook like that?-- he asked over the sound of sizzling oil.

--Ive had Many,Many,Years to practice-- she replied-- thanks for helping out by the way,I appreciate it. N I also know you Keep your distance some days,which is fine. Just know you can be yourself around me,I know from personal experience that walking on eggshels is tiring

Adam shifts his weight, he doest look away from the cooking burgers. Hes still getting used to so Many things,kindness was one of them-- alright...--He replied dryly, trying to save what little of his pride remained.

--Do you want your bread toasted by the way?--She asked-- I couldnt get normal Burger bread so I got Rye bread. Its better anyway

He smirks-- hmm I dont think Thatcher would agree on that

--Good thing hes asleep then right? He would die on that hill defending Burger bread as the only aceptable type for burgers-- to drive the joke home she adds a playfull "conspiratorally" wink.

Adam,for the first time in a while, allowed himself to laugh. A genuine laugh, not loud enough to wake Thatcher up,but it wasnt a chuckle either-- yes,yes he would.

Once lunch was ready, Jeri wakes up Thatcher (who had Fallen asleep with the book on his face) and the three get to eat lunch. Adam sits on the end of the table, his two companions sat on each side of him.

--This is really good. The fries are very good-- Adam says,gobblin down on the fries.

--Yeah...--Said Thatcher,looking at the rye bread on each side of his burger paty,glaring daggers at the poor thing.

--Your girlfriend over here busted her ass cooking!--The boy started, pointing at him menacingly with a frye-- youre gonna eat that or ill shove it down your throat

Thatcher looks at jerico as if to say "yo help me out?!" But his girlfriend only puts a hand on the boys shoulder and smirks-- dont look a gift horse in the mouth,Davis

Begrudgingly he eats his Burger, not admitting that the rye bread was actually good.

Before Jerico leaves to go to work, she says bye to her boyfriend with a big ole kiss. Adam fake gags just to be a little shit, then she hugs the teen alternate tightly and smirks at how tense he gets.

--i brought lieutenant Burger Bread his favorite pastries. Dont tell him cause hes gonna have a hissy fit about it-- she whispered near his ear-- I also brought a few of your favorites,enjoy

He nodds and smirks at the nickname for Thatcher. As he pulls back a little,he allows his hands to settle on her upper back,shy and stiff as a board-- uh...good luck?-- he muses trying to at least give back some of the kindness she always gives him.

She promptly breaks the hug as to not fluster Him further and grabs her keys,ready to go-- Alright! Im leaving! Bye!

--Bye!--both men echo back once she closes the door.

Then, theres a five second silence broken by Adam saying-- if you dont MARRY her,ill Actually kill you

Now its thatchers turn to become flustered. His face goes bright red and stomps off without another word,leaving the boy very amused with a shit eating smirk.

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Today was one of those days where Adam just fucks up, he had tried to do something very dumb that had to do with scaling up a tree in the back yard wearing sneakers. He almost fell on one misstep And Thatcher had to get him down like a fireman rescuing a cat.

--But seriously,you shouldnt do something like that-- Thatcher scolded,trying to not be pushy but getting his point across.

--But seriously,you shouldnt do something like that-- Adam parroted, a little annoyed. But his voice isnt his own, instrad its thatchers. It comes out with static and distorted.

When he realizes what he did,he covers his mouth and looks at thatcher,who meets his gaze looking like a deer in headlights. The older Man's breath is shallow,his eyes wide but his pupils small.

--I am so sorry! I didnt mean to do that...!-- he exclaimed recoiling into himself.

Thatcher took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves-- Okay,but please dont ever do something like that..

Adam nodds and silently, the other Man goes to his room,probably to have his own proper freak out and then come back. Leaving the boy to feel really guilty.

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Adam was still getting used to his New body, sometimes it had a mind of its own, he would mimic certain things without thinking.

He was talking with Thatcher on the sofá,just sharing a cup of coffee and talking about whatever, school,sports, the freaking weather. And internally,Adam thinks of how happy he is to have someone like Thatcher backing Him up,despite everything being so confusing for the boy,he was glad to have someone to rely on after years of being on his own.

Thats when it happens, Adam's face morphs into Thatcher's,only partially, half of his face reflects his companion. But he doesnt notice it until he sees his reflection on the coffee of his mug.

He looks up and is met with Thatcher,he was deathly quiet, eyes wide and body shaking.

--oh no nono-- im sorry-- I can fix it!. Jerico taught me how- I didnt mean to--IT WAS AN ACCIDENT I SWEAR!--Adam slowly freaks out, he tries to reach for his friend with one hand while the other covers his face with the hood of his jacket. But the ex cop moves away from him and it breaks the boys heart who slowly descends into a panick attack

Thatcher on his end was gone,the world had gone black, all he sees is half of his own face staring back at him, then he sees Ruth's face, Mark's face. Hes shaking and he doesnt notice it, his breath is erratic,shallow and his head feels as if it was spinning.

Ruth,Mark,himself. Ruth,Mark,himself. A scared boy with a gun-- you left her to rot,there isnt enough space for the two of us,lieutenant. Uh oh! Bad decision Thatcher!

He breaks,hes a sobbing mess as he grips his Cup tight. As if it was a gun. But hes non responsive. Hes just not there.

In his desesperation,Adam manages to take his weak body towards the telephone,he punches in the numbers hoping to god he gets it right. He himself was in no position to help Thatcher, even if he knew how.

If anybody knew how to fix up this mess was--

--Jerico?--Adam says, voice barely a whisper.

"Adam? Whats wrong buddy--" jeri's voice comes out as soothing if not worried.

--I- I accidentally copied Thatcher's voice. I think-- I think hes having some sort of attack? Hes...hes not talking. I fucked up im so sorry im so--

"Lissen" she said,voice stern but warm"Heres what youe going to do. You go somewhere where Thatcher cant see you, first you need to calm down, breath in  deeply four times, look for 5 things you can see,4 you can touch,3 you can hear,2 you can smell and 1 you can taste. Repeat as Many times as you need. Once youre calm youll try to remember how you look like,just like you did your arm. Ill help Thatcher. Be there in twenty. And walk slowly,dont do any sudden movements as to not scare him,okay?"

--its all my fault,im so sorry! -- He said.

"Its not. Youre still discovering this New self of yours. Its not your fault, hes not going to be angry,okay? Take it easy Adam,youre a great kid"

--Even when im like this? Im a GODDAMN demon--

He hears jerico sigh on the other end of the phone. He goes quiet and she says"i know how hard It is to Keep your human form. Trust me I would know, im gonna let you in on a secret but you cant tell Thatcher. Ill tell him when he-- when im ready"

Adam's eyes go wide, his breath gets caught in his throat and he whispers a-- wait-- rwally-- but--

"If I ever felt off to you,thats why. Now please, go do what I told you" she replied softly, he nodds and adds.

--Thank you- for trusting me

He can hear the smile on her voice"thank you for trusting me. Ill be there in 20,kid."

--'Kay mom-- he whispers without realizing and he hangs up. Adam walks away slowly, not making eye contact,no sudden movements. He just goes into his room and does what he was asked to do.

20 minutes later,Jerico gets into the house,finding Thatcher still on the couch,shaking And unresponsive.

--Thatch-- love-- she calls out, taking the coffee and setting it on the coffe table. She then takes her hands-- its me-Jeri

The Man focuses his eyes on her,but hes not fully there yet. She softly adds-- Babe,youre having a flashback right now, its not Real, whatever youre seeing its not Real

--Ruth- mark! I left them both to die-- I couldnt-!

--Thatch, its been 17 Years,its not your fault-- she steps a little closer, sitting on his lap with her hands still holding his-- today is sunday, three days ago I re-stocked your pantry. You were dissapointed it wasnt normal Burger bread instead of rye bread. Do you remember that?

He nodds a little, she looks at his face for any signs that hes coming back to the Real world-- do you remember the first time we met? It was at the bakery that I work at,you looked like a deer in headlights when we made eye contact. You tried some cheesy pickup line a few days later "sugar isnt good for people but ill risk it a for you" you were so flustered

At this,he smiles a little and lets out a laugh,his body relaxes and he blinks a few times before saying-- Angel?

She smiles as her face softens, her worried files gaze now replaced with warmth-- hey-- she said,sounding impossibly soft-- welcome back

--What-- what happened? -- he asked, looking around-- wheres-- wheres Adam? Why do I feel so out of breath?

--adam accidentally copied your face, I think it sent you down a fight or flight rabbit hole and triggered a flashback-- she replied, letting go of one of his hands to push his hair out of his face-- Adams in his room I think,I told him to do some grounding excersices to calm down and return to normal

--I need to check on him-- he said about to stand up before she stops him.

--What you need,is to relax,ill check on him once I make sure youre fully here with me-- she replied,pushing Him back down on the sofa.

--Babe-- dont--

--Thatcher,im deadly fucking serious with this. Ill take care of it,you stay put-- she replied,his usual soft and sunshine filled girlfriend looks at him sternly and it catches him off guard-- now, what color is my shirt?

He rolls his eyes, feeling a little silly for doing these sorts of things-- yellow

--Good. Do you see something blue around?-- She asked, Helping him identify things that were around him with the goal that he stays in the moment. It takes them a solid fifteen minutes since Thatcher kept insisting he was fine

--Alright last thing. Tell me something from before we got together. Nothing painfull mind you. Try and think of something funny

It takes him a solid minute, his arms slung lazily around her waist. But he finally thinks of something and gets a shit eating grin on his face-- I remember I uses this one pick up line with you. And you got flustered.

--Oh no-- she starts,looking away as her face goes red.

--It must be a day off in heaven for an angel like you to be amongst us!-- he quoted, feeling very smug and proud of himself.

--You cant just hit me with that because the bakery I work at its called Seraphim! Thats so cheap!-- she whined-- okay big guy if you can be smug it means youre fine.

Jerico stands up and Gently smacks Him on the bicep-- ill go check on Adam your ass stays here

He sighs and nodds-- whatever you say,angel!

--Drop the GODDAMN nickname!-- she replied flusteredly.

Soon she reaches Adams room. She knocks on the door a few times before she lets herself in. Jerico finds Adam on a corner,slumped and really frustrated.

Through the gloom she sees Thatcher's face meeting Adams usual face. His eyes shine in the darkness and she says--Hey, any luck with that?

--No! It doesnt want to-- I did what you asked me and it still didnt work!. I cant figure out whats wrong and its just-- he drops his hands that were clutching his hair down on his lap,frustrated And defeated.

Jeri sits beside him, and she reaches for his face. He recoils back out of instinct-- sorry its just- dont angels hate demons?

--Youre no demon. Youre just a kid-- she replied, pressing her hand against the side of his face that had thatchers features-- And my ass has been out of heaven since the days of the bible.

--Did you fall?

--More like ran away when fake Gabriel reared his ugly face in

She sighs and Gently turns his face to the side so she can fully see the extent of the transformation-- what I do is try and remember what I look like in this form. But since thats not working...do you have any pics of yourself?

He nodds towards the framed photo on his nightstand-- that one

Shes quick to Grab it and turn on one of the lamps in the room. With more visibility she hands him the picture--try and imitate it

Jerico walks him through returning to normal, then she makes sure hes calm before helping him up-- Are you ready to go out?

He nodds, a little shy-- what about Thatcher?

--Lemme ask him-- the woman opens the door and says-- hey thatch! I helped Adam out. How are you feeling?

Adam heard Thatcher say-- 'm okay. Tell the kid to come out

She offers her hand and the boy takes it as she guide her back to the livingroom/kitchen where the other Man was.

Thatcher looks at the boy and says-- im sorry--

--Its my fault-- I didnt mean to -- the ex cop hugs him and he hugs back. Crying into his shoulder.

--Its not your fault kid,youre still learning. I dont blame you

--Still-- he sobbed,wiping away a few tears-- I feel really...really bad for making you go through that..

--As Thatcher said-- jeri added,patting his back--wasnt your fault, bodies are fucking weird sometimes, us humans are weird too

Both share a knowing glance, as if they had their own little inside joke. Which leaves the other Man a little confused,but he rather not ask for the sake of their privacy.

--Im going to make some tea for the three of us,you two talk things out-- the woman declared, leaving both men some space to try and resolve this somehow.

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Thatcher was the first one to wake up Next day, he had gotten some needed shut eye, and as he makes breakfast, he hears two sets of steps approach him. Both are slow and clumsy, seems the other two residents of his house are awake.

--Hey -- jeri says, nuzzling his bicep while her  hand rests on his Lower back.

--Morning,Angel. Heres your tea,theres uh..pancakes on the table-- he replied.

--Youre a godsend-- she murmured, grabbing the cup of tea she handed him and sitting on the table.

Then Adam peeked from behind the Man, a little tired-- morning-- he said.

--Hey kid. Morning. I made coffee-- he replied handing the boy a mug with fresh coffee.

--Thanks dad-- he replied, not paying much attention to what he said. Then he goes to sit at the end of the table Next to Jeri.

"Dad??? Dad???He called me dad!" Oh my god!" He thought before quickly replying a-- Youre welcome,Son.

Jerico hears the whole exchange with a grin. Then she looks at Adam who is happily drinking his coffee.

--Hey,check out what the old Mans wearing-- she whispers at her friend.

Adam looks and sees hes wearing..--Is that the apron you use for work?

She giggled-- Yup.

Thatcher seems to hear their little talk because he points at both of them with his spatula and says -- for the record, its an apron. Im using it for whats supposed to be used. I dont wanna hear it-- he looks almost threatening if it wasnt for the fact the was using the spatula to threaten them both.

--Sir yes sir-- both reply at the same time, giggling and joking under their breath.

Soon, Thatcher joins the table, sitting on the other side of Adam. And as the three eat their breakfast, the older Man notices something.

--Uh.. you- your face is uh...-- he starts,not sure of what to say

--huh?--Adam asks, as his lids and side of his face seem to droop down.

Jeri looks up from her cup and simply says-- your face is melting dude. Youre out here looking like "the scream" by Munch.

--Oh cool. -- Adam said,sounding more annoyed than freak out-- excuse me a minute -- he stands up and goes to his room to fix up himself.

--I do not know what you told that kid but he seems to be doing better by the day-- thatch whispered over to her,leaning in.

--Kindness goes a long way. Guess he thinks of me as an equal-- she shrugged it off,taking a sip from her drink--he called me mom yesterday

--he what?-- he asked a little surprised-- thats too cute

--We're adopting Him. I dont care if hes already a legal adult. You n i are adopting him

He reaches to take her hand and winks at her-- ten-four.-- both share a smile and soon Adam is back.

Jerico leaves for work after breakfast, she says her goodbyes and plays dumb as Adam says --Bye mom! -- and happily goes on her merry way to her car.

Then,Thatcher pulls Adam for an awkward side hug and he leads him to the yard--Im gonna teach you how to defend yourself

--Why?

--Do you see any other way to kill time?

Adam snorts-- fine. -- he replied following him out-- thanks..dad

Thatcher smiles--Dont mention it kiddo.

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Angel Of Lost Hope AU

Cw: alusions to ptsd, nightmares and divorce, Desmond is in a coma like state.

Summary: Desmond Wales lost his battle to Agent Rainbow, now trapped within his own mind. Luckily, his patients find a way to reach put to him and possibly bring him back to the waking world. Alusions to age gap (between Lucas and jerico)

->AU idea Belongs to @theallenshorefangirl I'm just merely writing it.

->"Jerico" is my self insert. They're genderfluid and in this fic they use they/them.

->Sorry for the weird formatting.

->reblogs appreciated.

Well, this was a pickle.

Milton-haven and Its residents have been ramsacked with crime,insecurity and violence. Amidst it all people took comfort in the smaller things in life, loved ones, Friends, and some even went to therapy.

The pickle in question was that the town's reisdent psicologist, Dr.Desmond Wales, was...out of comission. Well, that was one way to put it.

--Well? Have you guys thought of anything?-- Virginia asked softly, handing Allen a cup of tea-- here

Allen, who was sitting on the couch looks up at the rest of his companions, his attention diverted to the Virginia for a quick moment-- thanks-- he answered giving her a nervous smile before returning to the rest of his companions.

Rosemary sighs audibly, passing a hand through her forehead, stress settled deep within her mind. In the background they can hear the heart monitor noise coming from Lucas' bedroom. --if we can create a diluted solution of agent rainbow, we might have a chance at taking him back, but if we dont do it right theres a risk we either succumb to our shadow or we die

Max raised a brow,arms crossed over his chest-- Well isn't that wonderfull?. How the hell do we beat our "shadow" self?

--Well,we'll have to fight them. Not in a physical sense but rather....-- the scientist trails off trying to find the right word-- accept them? They are all we repress About ourselves.. it would be a very shocking first engagement. Thats the part that could kill us, besides the chemical melting our brain

--Well that doesn't sound appealing-- Virginia muttered and Allen couldnt help but chuckle a little.

At this, the only person in the room that has not yet spoken was Lucas, the owner of the cabin that they were all in. The ex military Man leans on the door frame, arms crossed and setting his weight on his right leg. Hes deathly silent.

--Lucas?-- Rosemary calls out-- whats up?

--I'm going in-- he simply replied-- Now I understand if y'all don't. Max has his family and the rest of ya have a life. I lost enough people in mine, and 'm not 'bout to lose 'nother one

Then, the room quietens. Theres a sense both dread and indecisiveness, the sound of the heart monitor is almost deafening its both a grim reminder of why they were all there and a sliver of hope that Desmond was still in the realm of the living.

Allen's eyes fall on his tea,dark as night yet sweet to the taste,Much like him, he looked intimidating and people didn't really like him much, but truthfully he was a sweet guy, he just wanted to help people-- I'm going too, he helped me a lot and..it wouldn't be right for me to not help him back.

Rosemary looked at Desmond and then Lucas-- seems fitting I go too, I was the one who brought back that thing from retirement. I gotta set things right.

Virginia was nervously picking at the hem of her sleeve, the purple material soft to the touch-- if theres anything I can do to help desmond then... I'm in

Max sighed, scratching the back of his neck-- well... the doc here has been a great help. I might need to call my daughter first

Lucas' face softened, he turns to Max and says-- ya don't gotta come with, ya have a little girl to take care of

The other Man just let out a somber huff of air through his nose-- without desmond I can't see 'er. Court mandated sessions and all...even if I changed therapists I doubt they'll understand me like the doc did...

--Well...it's settled then?-- Rosemary asked-- we're all going? -- she gets a Group nodd in response-- 'kay..I'll need some time to dilute the chemicals so maybe a couple of days

Then Allen perked up-- just one quick question...if we're all there... who stays here to look after us?

Lucas' lips purse, his fists tighten but then he relaxes his hands, shaking his head a little. Rosemary notices this and asks-- you have an idea Lucas?

--I...do-- the ex soldier replied-- there's this other patient of Desmond, young gal. I met 'em some weeks back I thought I was running late to an appointment with Desmond but turns out I wasn't, talked to them in the Hall..-- he sighed-- I just don't like the idea to rope them into this, they're young and I know what being pulled into things you dont understand can cause

--well, If its not them...-- Virginia trailed off looking at Rosemary-- you could guide us through the...what did you call it again? Collective unconcious?

--Yes-- the scientist answered-- but... I have to go-

--You can help from this side,you understand this thing better than any of us, you can pay your dues that way-- Lucas reassured.-- we'll need a voice to guide us, we can use radio wave signals to communicate

--That's actually a great idea-- she replied-- well...guess I'm staying..

--Not to be that guy...-- Max interjected-- but we should need a way to pull us all out in case something happens on this side

--If I could make your bodies process the diluted solution faster, you'll be able to come to conciousness...there might be side effects like..maybe you all hear eachother's voices in your own head-- rosemary explained-- wont be for long, just until the entirety of the solution is gone from your bodies

--So you're saying we would have telepathy?!-- Allen exclaimed and Virginia looked at him as if he was onto something.

The scientist chuckled at the kid-like joy Allen had displayed-- something like that

--Cool!-- the lighthouse keeper mutters with a smile.

--Well, Rosemary and I Will stay here and figure how to dilude the chemicals,you Guys should go get ready, give us a few days-- Lucas answered sitting up Straight and pushing himself off the door frame he was leaning on.

After a few moments each person within the cabin leave, Allen and Virgnia seem lost in a quiet yet energetic conversation, Max seems deep in thought.

Rosemary looks at the floor for a moment-- you know...we could use some back up

Lucas Turned to the scientist with mild anger on his face-- Rosemary...

--Listen. I'm not saying rope them into it. I'm saying let them check in on me every few days, bring groceries and stuff

The ex military stands besides the scientist,arms crossed-- and risk 'em being followed and endager our mission?

--you care about 'em, don't you? -- she turns to him with a brow raised.

--W-well I care about them as anyone would do-- he answered, voice stammering and eyes darting away

--Y'know what I mean, Cole

--It's none of yer bussiness-- He answered.

--if anyone from mayer saw you talking to them they might be in danger-- she Warned-- don't think this whole thing won't go unnoticed

--The hell do you expect me to tell 'em?! "Oh hey why dont you come stay at my cabin in the middle of the Woods,why? Oh the goverment is looking for you!" 

--When you put it like that-- rosemary started, but then she sighed-- look I can call them and tell 'em I call on behalf of Desmond. The Office isn't a safe spot...in fact the only thing keeping us undercover is the tin Foil you set up and the curtains being drawn-- Then she took a moment to think-- Unless...how were they when talking to you? Did they lean in? Copy your body stance?

--uh..I guess? I noticed their voice go down a few pitches-- he answered-- why?

--that's great! Okay here's the thing. Call 'em,tell 'em you wanna meet and make 'em come here to the park -- she started,noticing the increasing flusteredness of her companion-- what?

Lucas scratched the back of his neck-- how do I put this? I don't know how to talk to people,I'm outta practice

--You're talking to me right now

--You know what I mean-- he huffed,scowling at the smirk the woman gives him-- don't look so smug

--So you do have a crush on 'em-- she smirked-- adorable

--You're the worst-- he complained,folding his arms over his chest.

--Look. Chicks dig a Man in uniform-- rosemary started-- what's the worst that could happen? They say no and that's the end of that

Lucas gives an "are you kidding me?" Look to the woman and answers--it's not that easy!

She stands up from sitting on the table and faces her companion--Trust me,Cole. You call em up, and say "Hey,I really enjoyed our talk the other day. can we meet at Elysium Park?" Its infalible, you're nice and honest and it's a place usually filled with people which means they know that there Will be people around,which makes it safe! Witnesses and all that

--And if they ask how I got their number?-- he asks.

--Phone books!

--Great,make me look like a creep why dont you?

Rosemary rolled her eyes-- fine. You can tell them Desmond gave you their number

--Doesn't that violate patient confidentiality?

--Seesh you're complicated! Just call 'em up! Go!-- she Gently pushed him towards the phone resting on a coffee table-- Check if their file are on that paper stack over there-- she pointed at one of the other sofas.

--This is unbelivable-- he growled with warm cheeks and a scowl.

--You'll thank me later!-- rosemary shouted as her companion left, Taking great enjoyment in the way Lucas stomps off towards the files grumbling curses.

Rumaging through the files he finally finds the one belonging Jerico, he sighs under his breath. After finding the number he closes the file a little too abruptly And quickly starts pressing the numbers on his phone.

From where he was sitting,Lucas could see the smug face rosemary was giving him. He finishes pressing the number and puts the speaker part of the phone against his trapezius mouthing-- Fuck off -- and then when she laughs he gives her the middle finger. A really mature interaction between two adults, as you can tell.

Finally, Jerico picks up. Their voice startles Lucas a little bit-- Uh, Hello?

--uhm Hi,it's Lucas the guy you met ar Dr.Wales' Office..

--Oh hey Lucas!-- Their tone was cheery and oddly energetic-- how are you?

--Oh uh- 'M alright. How about you?

--Tired but fine. Glad summer break is starting,university has been kicking my ass-- they reply.

--Yeah I bet. Hey lissen uh- I really enjoyed our talk the other day, can we meet up?-- he hears them squeal on the other side of the phone, he has to clear his throat as blush spreads across his cheeks. Good to know they were excited to see him too.

--Yes. Uh yes of course! Where'd you think we should meet up?

--Elysium park? On the entrance to the dinner?

--cool! Sure. What time?

--Does tomorrow twelve am work for you?-- he asked, looking at Rosemary whose just making kissy lips at him. He grabs a crumpled ball of paper and throws it at her, barely missing his target. Damn he had good aim.

--Yes. It does-- they answer-- One more thing though, How did you get house number?

His cheeks go dark red, he has to cough a little to play off just how flustered he was-- Ah well the doc gave it to me

On the other side of the line,Jerico had their brows raised. They humm as if to say "huh. Interesting" and then they answer-- alright then. See you tomorrow, take care!

--Y-You too, see ya

They hang up first, Lucas takes a quick moment to snap out of it. He clears his throat and settles the phone back to where it was previously.

--Sooo?--Rosemary asked peeking from behind the doorframe, Like a nosy younger sibling.

--I guess I'll be seein' 'em-- he replied looking away, arms folded over his chest and acting all tough and rough.

--Wonderfull!-- she squeals-- they grow up so fast

--aintcha s'pposed to be workin' or somethin'?! Dontcha have better things to do?!-- he exclaimed his flusteredness increasing.

--I'm waiting on some equipment to finish running a few formulas to dilute Agent Rainbow-- she replied nonchalantly,shrugging a little-- I'm just killing time

--I'm going out, 'M gonna practice my aim-- he grabs his jacket haphazardly thrown on the one person sofá and walks to the entrance to his cabin muttering-- so Next time I throw something at you I actually hit you square in the face -- he of course didn't mean it. He was trying to look all tough and manly, rosemary didn't buy in his threat.

Meanwhile, Max had just arrived at his house, muttering under his breath. The door of his house opens a little too roughly, he closes it with a slam and locks it. His jacket is thrown to the nearest chair and as he goes to the fridge he says-- weird chemicals, governent conspiracies...the hell did you got into now Nyaagard.

He takes out a beer and opens it hitting the underside of the bottlecap on the corner of the table-- Unbelivable...

Sitting down on his couch, he sighs audibly, he lands roughly against the cushioned surface. His feet propped up on the coffee table, he looks at the ceiling taking a swig from his drink.

Max's eyes dart to the phone Next to the TV. He had to at least try and call Madison, let her know he would be out,make sure his little girl was alright.

Another sigh falls past his lips yet again. Swirling his beer he takes another sip and stands up, leaving the bottle on the coffee table and picking up the phone

Soon he dials up the number of his ex-wife's home and he anxiously knocks on the wooden surface of the dresser where the phone and TV rested on.

A woman picks up,he knows the voice--Hello?

--Hey...-- He starts.

--Im hanging up

--No wait! Look, Can I just talk to Maddie? I gotta leave for a job soon and I just want to hear her voice

Theres a short but heavy silence that Is interrupted by his ex wife calling out to Madison. A smile appears on his face as he hears his daughter's excited steps up to the phone.

--Daddy!-- Madison exclaims.

--Hello sweetheart-- Max says softly, a kind of softness reserved just for his kid-- how are ya?

--'m fine! Oh I had this thing happen to me at school n'-- Max diligently hears his daughter go on a rant for a solid ten minutes, smiling tenderly.

When she finished he adds-- thats really interesting sweetie, Hey lissen, Daddy has to go away for a bit. I'm not sure when I'm comin' Back but.. I love ya sweetheart

--Love ya too daddy! Good luck!!

He chuckled and said his goodbyes to his kid, then his ex wife adds-- whatever you do,be carefull

--I Will, Keep her safe for me

--Will do

He hangs up and lets out a heavy sigh. Scratching the back of his neck, knocking on wood one last time before returning to the sofá and resume his drinking.

By sunfall Rosemary had the exact formula, she was nothing but efficient. She would spend the rest of the night up until she managed to dilute Agent Rainbow. Next morning Lucas would find Rosemary passed out on her desk.

As the sun rises and Lucas makes his way to the coffee machine, he barely got any sleep at night. Night terrors wouldn't leave him alone.

But, he had to focus on the good things. He was a step closer to saving desmond, and...he could see his crush before plunging into the uncertainty and almost certain death of his mission. Lucas decided to start by having breakfast and leaving a mug of coffee besides rosemary.

He pats her back shaking her a little-- Rose? Wake up. I made ya coffee

The scientist grumbles that she would wake up soon and he finished his own coffee, making his way to a duffel bag to Grab some of his clothes and walking up to the bathroom, he had to get ready for the day ahead

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Fleeting Joys

Cw: mentions of war, alusion to ww2. Military themes and alusions to PTSD. Please let me know if theres anything else I should add to the list.

Summary: Lucas and Alphonso share some Fleeting moments of joy amidst their deployment.

Fandom: in sound mind

A/n: I always felt that Lucas had a father/son relationshipp with Alphonso, this "character study" is Centered around a platonic/familial Bond between two men, do not take it out of context.

->Reblogs and comments are appreciated.

--Lucas! -- alphonso yelled, snapping Lucas out of his trance making him look at the source. A smile appears on the face of the young Man as his older friend approaches-- we gotta move. the hell's takin' ya so long,kiddo?

--I uh,...can't manage to fix my collar in a way its not uncomfortable-- the flordian Man answered, flustered and mildly ashamed. "Way to go,Lucas" he thought.

--Ah I see-- Alphonso replied with a teasing yet lighthearted smirk, stepping a little closer to his friend and extending his hands towards his shirt's collar-- lemme see what I can do -- it takes a little bit of rustling the fabric but he manages to fix it-- there, all good kid.

--Thanks-- Lucas answered a little more cheery-- I think I'm good to go now

--Great!-- the older Man patted his companion's back-- c'mon we gotta go

Both make their way through camp, saying hi to some of his fellow teammates. The air smelled of humidity, dirt and mild B.O. Lucas has seen plenty of military camps, in movies at least, and the pictures his dad had shown him; it was different than what he imagined but..it was his home now, at least until he came back home.

--Good thing I fixed yer collar, or Our c.o would have yer head on a pike-- Alphonso half joked playfully pushing his friend

--Oh most defenetly-- the younger Man answered, following along to his companion's joke-- I still dont know how the hell you managed to save my ass from night watch the other day

--Ah I just talked to 'im. I said that you're just still gettin' used to all this-- Alphonso vaguely gestured at the wide expanse of the camp-- You were just lissenin' to the radio, nothin' much. Hell,yer a radio Man so yer technically doing yer job

Lucas erupts in loud laughter, not noticing his companion's face soften at the joy of his friend, Alphonso knew that in war the moments of happiness were few and far between, and he just wanted to try and return the kid to his parents without that Many scratches on him. -- hell, I reckon I was doing my job-- The young Man replied with a big grin-- but also, they were playing a cover of "Hound Dog" by Big Mama Thorton, I had to hear it. It had drums and I.. I guess I just miss playin' 'em

--'m sure you'll have plenty 'o time to play 'em when you get back home kid. Hell, we could even start a band with the rest of the team-- Wheeler answered patting his back.

--I hope so, I miss makin' music. Not radio worth it but..it's therapeutic I guess? -- Lucas added-- I really like the sound of them drums

--I gotcha-- Alphonso reassured-- making music Is fun. Oh hey- we're almost there, hope you don't have a fear of heights

Lucas' eyes filled with excitement-- Don't tell me we're going to fly on a helicopter!

--Yep. It'll drop us close to the objective, but we're still gonna have to walk two days to reach it-- the older Man answered.

--I honestly don't give a crap about walking, It's a freaking helicopter!

Alphonso chuckled at his friend's excitement,he was like a kid in a candy store.-- Alright alright, eager beaver c'mon

After the exciting ride in the helicopter, Alphonso's unit is dropped off. They tredge through thick forests and muddy ground, it had rained the day prior so there was still a mild smell of humidity in the air too. Lucas held on to his rifle just in case, but there was an odd Beauty in the forest. Kinda reminded him of home.

When the night settles in, the unit camps out, they get a small Fire going and some dinner cooked on a stove. Lucas fiddles with his dogtags, unsure of what to help with exactly. His eyes lost in the fire and the dancing flames. Above him the stars shimmer and the moon brings some much needed light to the area, cold air bites at his hands and face, the rest of his body kept warm thanks to his uniform.

--You alright in there kid?-- Alphonso asked patting his back-- ya seem..lost

--What? Oh uhm...'m fine, It's just I dunno what to help with

--Well, maybe ya can just sit here with me n' chat-- Wheeler proposed, he remembers all the jokes he heard about him getting soft over Lucas. The young Man reminded him too much of himself in his golden years, he couldnt help it. But also, he knew the horrors of war and much to his dismay the military ensnared yet another young soul to fight. 

He hoped that if any of them were to make it out alive,it would be Lucas. The boy had his whole life ahead of him, and Wheeler would see it done that the kid would go back home alive.

--Ya sure the other's wont mind?

--It's my damn unit I do what I want-- Alphonso joked, gaining a scoff from his younger companion-- say, ya got anyone waitin' for ya back home?

--My family-- Lucas answered-- n' my dog

--Thats cute. Any girlfriends,boyfriends or partners I need to know about?

Lucas smirked with a blush across his face, he scratched the back of his neck-- not really, haven't had much time to get to know other people, I was the nerd kid in highschool and with boot camp I barely had time to myself, and my drums were my priority. -- then, he processed the rest of his Friend's question-- and what do you mean by "I need to know about"? You plannin somethin'?-- he asked playfully.

--Gotta make a good first impression, y'know? -- Alphonso shrugged with a mischiveous smirk-- plus I want kids to tell my stories to

Lucas almost chokes on his own spit,eyes wide and his blush getting deeper. He looks at his friend and says-- n' ya wonder why people say yer like my dad?

He shrugged-- Guilty, it comes with age I'm afraid -- Wheeler handed him a canteen with water and kept talking-- you'd like to have some mini Lucases runnin' 'round some day?

The younger Man thought for a moment, taking a much needed sip of water. He hands  the canteen back to his Friend and answers-- no clue, I don't personally see the appeal on children but..Maybe It'll change with time, dunno. But I do wanna settle down

-- Watcha thinkin' your ideal Pickett fence life would be like?

--A house, somewhere nice like a lake or a forest-- Lucas started-- a spouse N' a buncha dogs, Good Friends-- he Gently pushed Alphonso-- maybe have my own little band that I get to play with on weekends, and a calm job...Maybe a ranger of some sorts?

Alphonso smiled, making space for another of his teammates to sit with them on the Log. Then he hands lucas the first Plate of their dinner and adds-- ya have it all figured out huh?

The younger Man chuckled under his breath-- not really, but It's a nice thought

Some hours later the unit gets ready to tuck in for the night. Lucas makes himself comfortable on his sleeping bag, turning his back to the Fire,hearing the footsteps of the teammates that were assigned to night watch. He sighs under his breath,missing the comfort of his bed and the weight of his dog against his back, the warm tasty meals and the days spent running around the neighboorhood with his Friends are now Fleeting memories.

--Hey kid?--Alphonso called out taking a Seat beside him, rifle in hand-- everythin' alright?

--Just missin' home-- he whispered back,closing his eyes. The warmth of the Fire soothing his aching bones.

--It'll be alright kid,youll go back home-- he promised, patting his arm-- rest now

--What about you?-- Lucas asked.

--I'll stay up for a little while, don't worry 'bout me-- Alphonso would never admit he was worried like a mother hen. He wanted to make sure the area was safe before he even thought about laying down, he was the captain of this unit for a reason.

Wheeler sees Lucas slowly succumb to sleep and sighs under his breath. "You'll get to go back home kid. I promise" he thought before returning his eyes to the forest around him, in high alert. The only thing soothing him being the shallow breaths and the Rise and fall of his teammates' chests.

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