fantastic_torch | Rm 217 Sunday evening

Entry tags:

Rm 217 Sunday evening

After kicking angel ass, because yes, that is what he referred it to, Johnny came back to his room to wait for Savannah. This had to work, right? She was coming back and everything was going to be fine.

Well, it would be fine after he kicked her ass. Then he would hold her forever and not let go.

It's just the way things were going to be.

He was more than a tad anxious.

[Post is for the girlfriend.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Wyatt had dropped her off outside of her and Johnny's and hugged her. "It'll be alright," he assured her as he orbed away to go see Isabel.

Not sure of way to do this, Savannah tapped lightly on the door before cautiously opening the door and stepping in,

"Johnny...?"

He turned around from where he had been looking out the window. And his heart lurched in his chest. He didn't move, not yet.

"Savannah?" The room was semi-lit; it could be Eve. He wanted to be sure.

She took a few more steps into the room, still not sure of what to expect, she raised her head a fraction so she could look up into his face

"Johnny... please don't hate me," finally whispered.

It was her. He knew it the moment she said his name. He had just been a touch apprehensive to believe it.

"God... sweetheart." He closed the gap between them in less than two seconds and pulled her into his arms. Johnny was trembling, the whole of his body trembling as he brought her close, hugging her tight against him.

Savannah let out a soft sob and clung to him as he pulled her into his arms. Her entire body was shaking she just continued to cling as tightly to him as he would let her.

"How could you," he whispered, clinging to her, holding her as though he could take the shaking from her. "How could you go and do something like that...? Stupid, Savannah... so god damned stupid." There was no real conviction in his voice; more so a trembling that came out awkwardly as he made himself believe that she was truly back and safe, and in their room, and in his arms.

"I'm sorry," she started crying softly as she clinged to him. "I'm so so sorry. Thought I was being so careful and not taking stupid risks."

[[I need to find inages of her hugging Johnny or someone that could pass as Johnny.]]

"You're here. That's all that matters," he said, more to himself because seriously, he had a quick image of throttling her.

Pulling back, he took her face between his hands and looked deep into her eyes, remembering her letters, and his eyes misted over. "Promise me... never again. Never, Savannah."

[I do too! All I have is of him hugging Sue ;)]

"I promise, Johnny. I promise I won't eve leave you like that again and I never wanted that to happen."

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" his hands slid down her shoulders, her arms, feeling for anything, something that might be amiss with her. "I missed you so damn much."

"Just a little tired and emotionally wrecked." And her skin was a little golden from time spent in the Cairo sun -- in spite of the clothes she wore. "I missed you so much it hurts, Johnny." She swallowed. "How long... how long was I gone?"

Edited 2008-03-17 13:21 (UTC)

"You left me Friday morning, sweetheart. I thought you just went to the preserve... you never came back. Three days is all, but it felt like forever especially since I thought... I wasn't sure you were coming back."

Savannah went white and she grabbed ahold of him tighter so as not to pass out. "Three... three days? I was only gone from you three days... but it was nine months and it was hell because I kept waking up and thinking today was going to be the day I'd see you again and..." Savannah shook her head. "I'm sorry, Johnny, so sorry. We thought we could avoid the angels by orbing, but it was waiting for us and..." She buried her face in his chest.

He held her tight. "Don't, shh, baby... it's done and overwith and you're here and there is no reason to berate yourself, okay? But this won't ever happen again, you hear me? I can't go through worry like this anymore. It nearly crushed me," he whispered, bending his head to kiss the top of hers.

"I helped you know, take care of the angels..."

She held onto him, just taking comfort in the fact that she was back with him and that he was here. She shook her head. "I hate that you went through that and I'll be more careful," she promised. "I will... I don't want..." She raised tear-filled eyes to look at him. "I know. I knew that as soon as you found they had done something to me that you would do everything in your power to take care of them and stop them."

He brushed his thumbs back across her cheeks, staring down into her eyes. "How... how did you live? What did you do? Can you remember any of it?"

Savannah swallowed. "I remember every minute of every day of those nine months I was away from you, Johnny. The first few days were harder than anything because I kept using any spell I could think of to try to do something to get us back to you -- but I would up burning myself out and just being so angry and upset. It was hard to keep my emotions and my powers under control like that." She looked up into his face again. "If it wasn't for Wyatt... I honestly don't know what would have happened, Johnny. He kept me from melting down and getting into too much trouble..." Well, if you didn't count that demon nest... oh and the mummy... and that book she almost opened...

She sighed softly. "I finally got a job as a hostess at a bar-type thing. Dressing up in the clothing of that time and serving drinks while we kept doing research and trying to find a way back home..." She had tears sliding down her face. "I spent your birthday at one of the tombs in the Valley of the Kings wondering if some of their curses and magic could bring me back to you for your birthday..."

"So much... so much in the course of only three days here. It's unbelievable yet I know it happened. I can't imagine what you went through - I only wish I was there with you. I should have gotten up, gone with you to the preserve that day. I should have... I could have prevented you from being taken... done something, anything..."

Savannah shook her head. "If you had been there at the preserve, there is no guarantee that you would have ended up with me... and you are not allowed to feel guilty for not getting up to go with me, love. I thought I had worked it all out where I would be safe and where they couldn't get me... but they did and it's not anything you didn't do in protecting me. It was waiting for me, Johnny. " She looked up at him and tears were sliding down her face. "I missed you so much and I was so scared you hated me for getting taken... and I tried to run when it attacked, Johnny. I wasn't going to fight it."

"Shh, please don't cry, it breaks my heart to see you cry, Savannah." Pulling her closer, he stepped back and sat down on their bed, bringing her down upon his lap so he could cradle her against his chest. "I didn't hate you, I could never hate you."

[GAhhh! I guess it would help if I actually clicked post comment! *facepalm*]

Savannah curled close to him. "I missed you so much and I was so angry at myself for not being able to escape the damn statues -- or get myself back from Cairo." She swallowed. "I thought I had missed your birthday and was going to miss Christmas, too..."

[[*snuggles* Is okay.]]

"My birthday," he chuckled, caressing her hair, "is just another day, sweetheart. But Christmas without you would have been very lonely."

"Your birthday is not just another day to me, love," Savannah said softly. "It's a day that's all about you. And missing Christmas..." She had done her best to prepare herself for that eventuality. Mainly, she had planned to take a bottle of something and spend the day alone in her room in a massive drunken stupor. Well, if she had been able to avoid Wyatt getting worried about her.

"I love you, god I love you," Johnny said, moving his hands over her. "You are so strong and I'm so proud of you."

"I love you, Johnny, love you so much." She leaned into his hands, just needing to feel him touching her.

"I'm not strong," she said honestly. "I cried every day."

That was hard to handle, knowing that she cried everyday, and he choked up, unable to respond to that so instead he buried his face in her hair, her neck, inhaling the scent of her that was all too familiar.

Savannah turned in his lap and held onto him tightly. "Not going to leave you," she promised. "Not going to get separated again."

He nodded, holding her close, swallowing the lump that was stuck in his throat. "Never...again..."

"Never again..." she repeated, holding onto him tightly. "Never..."

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Rm 217 Sunday evening

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject