Entry tags:
T: Tension
Fandom: Threshold
Pairing: Cavennaugh/Caffrey
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Pre infectee ass kicking nerves. For
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"Got everything? Checked the equipment?"
Caffrey was pale. She was worrying at her lip with her teeth, and Cavennaugh could see all the tension gathered in her shoulders and down her poker-straight back. Understandable, but not good in any way.
"Everything's fine," he said, softly, carefully inching his hand towards hers, wondering if he'd dare --
"Cav?"
"What?"
Her hand found his, and she was even shaking. He closed his hand tightly around her cold fingers.
"Don't be scared," he said, softly, and she laughed, or tried to, and though it came out high and shaky, it was a good try.
"I'm not."
She couldn't afford to be.
Pairing: Cavennaugh/Caffrey
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Pre infectee ass kicking nerves. For
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"Got everything? Checked the equipment?"
Caffrey was pale. She was worrying at her lip with her teeth, and Cavennaugh could see all the tension gathered in her shoulders and down her poker-straight back. Understandable, but not good in any way.
"Everything's fine," he said, softly, carefully inching his hand towards hers, wondering if he'd dare --
"Cav?"
"What?"
Her hand found his, and she was even shaking. He closed his hand tightly around her cold fingers.
"Don't be scared," he said, softly, and she laughed, or tried to, and though it came out high and shaky, it was a good try.
"I'm not."
She couldn't afford to be.