So many frequented the docks when new ships came in, watching for anyone they might know to possibly arrive. Derek had never been one of them. It wasn't for lack of people that he might know but the naive concept of that maybe if he didn't look, no one he cared about would be stuck in this world with him.
As far as places to be stuck in, Medietas wasn't half bad. He'd seen and experienced worse crime. Living conditions were more than adequate. Derek wasn't happy but it had little to do with the islands or even being abducted. A part of him had been hollowed out before his arrival. Almost two months had passed since the involuntary relocation and his heart continued heavy over the loss of his partner. Friend.
Emily was more than either description but he didn't realize that until after losing her. A few of his current co-workers knew a bit of the burden he carried but only his partner knew the whole truth, and that had only been the case because of a nightmare involving the final minutes with the brunette had stirred Derek from sleep at said partner's couch. It was his first thought at seeing Prentiss in the distance--wishing Nick was there to tell him it wasn't some hallucination.
People had hallucinated from the rabbit bites. Maybe Derek had missed some kind of... something. He swallowed thickly only to find his mouth completely dry. Color drained from his face and he could swear his heart stopped. Everything was silent around him as he walked toward the woman who turned away just as he had seen her face. He couldn't believe it. Wouldn't believe it. Not without confirmation. He heard her speak and felt himself trembling.
"It...it can't be," he hoarsely uttered, his voice filled with all the emotion overwhelming him. If sight and sound wasn't enough, Derek had been downwind and caught her scent as his eyes searched for her to turn around again. "Emily."
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As far as places to be stuck in, Medietas wasn't half bad. He'd seen and experienced worse crime. Living conditions were more than adequate. Derek wasn't happy but it had little to do with the islands or even being abducted. A part of him had been hollowed out before his arrival. Almost two months had passed since the involuntary relocation and his heart continued heavy over the loss of his partner. Friend.
Emily was more than either description but he didn't realize that until after losing her. A few of his current co-workers knew a bit of the burden he carried but only his partner knew the whole truth, and that had only been the case because of a nightmare involving the final minutes with the brunette had stirred Derek from sleep at said partner's couch. It was his first thought at seeing Prentiss in the distance--wishing Nick was there to tell him it wasn't some hallucination.
People had hallucinated from the rabbit bites. Maybe Derek had missed some kind of... something. He swallowed thickly only to find his mouth completely dry. Color drained from his face and he could swear his heart stopped. Everything was silent around him as he walked toward the woman who turned away just as he had seen her face. He couldn't believe it. Wouldn't believe it. Not without confirmation. He heard her speak and felt himself trembling.
"It...it can't be," he hoarsely uttered, his voice filled with all the emotion overwhelming him. If sight and sound wasn't enough, Derek had been downwind and caught her scent as his eyes searched for her to turn around again. "Emily."