Date: 2010-02-10 05:20 pm (UTC)
whathastobedone: (The things I've seen I can't unsee)
She didn't think anything could be more terrifying than the thought of Vladimir retaliating -- somehow finding a way to hurt her again -- but when she opens her eyes and sees those steel green irises, pupils small with shock and pain, her whole world seems to shrink.

She lets go of the knife like it's suddenly turned hot, but it's too late. She can see it on his face, and then the wound as he stumbles backwards and falls, and a myriad of thoughts race through her head, but she can't single out and identify just one.

She's searching for her center, searching for that calm she had even when Ziya's blood was hitting her face as she sheered off his thumb. She has to act, she has to fix what she's done somehow -- Jack's hand goes for his jacket and she thinks numbly that she should call for help -- but she's frozen to the spot, staring in horror.

It isn't until Lugo enters the room that her numb stupor breaks. She whips her head up in time to see the recognition in his eyes and his hand searching for his weapon, but her mind is racing so fast with what she's done to Jack that she can't single out a course of action to take.
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Renee Walker

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