nothingtoregret: (Alex)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,259
Summary: Alex is under the care of the medic, and has maybe found a new role model. Even if his advice is somewhat suspect... as is his bedside manner.

The medic had given him a disapproving look when he announced that six hours was more than long enough to spend doing nothing, but said nothing as he slid from the bed and got dressed. )
nothingtoregret: (Alex)
Rating: G
Word Count: 547
Summary: For the first time in two years Alex and Kennet are in the same class. It's not long before the battle lines are drawn...

And now, finally, they’d been deemed trustworthy enough to share a room, at least in the daytime, without trying to kill each other. )
nothingtoregret: (Alex)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,055
Summary: Alex is finally getting over the side effects, but discovers something unexpected when he goes to change his shirt. Something that answers his questions... but he'd rather remain ignorant.

The medic had been right: the nosebleeds had almost come to a stop now, content only to reappear at the most inconvenient times imaginable, like in the middle of his English lesson. )
nothingtoregret: (Alex)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 821
Summary: Alex's little display has had some unfortunate side effects, and he meets a medic less than enchanted with his job.

Read more... )
nothingtoregret: (Alex)
Rating: G
Word Count: 678
Summary: A little lunch-time altercation tells Alex that Kennet is starting to become troublesome.

"Stop pushing me!" Alex stared at Kennet, then down at the distance between his food tray and Kennet’s. "I’m not." )
nothingtoregret: (Alex)
Rating: G
Word Count: 676
Summary: Alex discovers that sometimes appearances can be deceptive...

The girl wasn’t as useless as he’d thought. )
nothingtoregret: (Alex)
Rating: 15
Word Count: 340
Summary: Alex's nightmares aren't always about his childhood... sometimes they can be about much more recent things.

He had him but his hands were slipping, slipping down the length of his arm, slick with terror-sweat, the scrape of palm over skin. )


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