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FIC: Nepenthe
Title: Nepenthe
Author: Alex
Fandom: Crossover: Goldeneye/Eastern Promises
Pairing/Character(s): Alec/Nikolai. Implied Alec/James.
Rating: PG-13
Note: Written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
seans_50 final challenge.
Additional note: I understand the inherent improbability. ;)
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He was flying.
There would be pain eventually - he was sure of it. He’d felt it for a minute, perhaps more: blinding, white-hot agony clawing into every fiber of his body, agony so intense he couldn’t even scream. The sky had been so blue and calm. He’d heard a deep groaning
(himself? or the burning array?)
and there had been a rush of fire, another flare of anguish, and then he’d heard an oddly familiar voice
Alec... Alec....
and felt the touch of fingertips on his cheek.
He’d frowned (where had he heard that voice before?)
and then
drifted
and remembered nothing else until just a few moments ago. Warmth and benevolence flooded his body. The pain would return, but for now, nothing. Sweet oblivion.
Feels marvelous
Sunshine from the window made a patch of brightness on the white blankets on his bed, the blankets he could see only by moving his eyes. His vision was a blur. He couldn’t move his head, nor his limbs. He was locked into some sort of metal frame
Didn’t know you were such a kinky bastard, James
but he felt no pain whatsoever. He closed his eyes.
Really marvelous.
“Как поживаете?” How are you feeling?
“Спасибо, хорошо.” Fine, thanks. He froze. “Who’s that?” he whispered. In English, to clarify things. Russian was for...thinking.
“Your back is broken.” The voice was Russian, faintly graveled, tinged with rueful good humor. “Also both legs, your right shoulder, both hands, your left heel is shattered...need I go on?”
“If you like.” He squinted, trying to give form to the dark blur blotting out the sunshine.
“Never mind. Too much to enumerate. The good news is that there is no permanent spinal damage. A miracle. Perhaps you have been touched by God, my friend.” Something was put between his lips. A drinking straw. “Drink,” the voice commanded. “Slowly.”
Gratefully, he sipped. Cool water trickled down his parched throat. “Do I know you? Your voice....”
There was a soft laugh. “How swiftly you’ve forgotten me.” The blur moved.
Alec blinked through his morphine haze. The face before him swam from obfuscation to clarity. He saw grey-blue eyes, a lean, watchful face. “Kolyushenka.”
“So you haven’t forgotten.”
“How...did you find me?”
“Long story.”
Alec tried to smile. Never a word wasted. “Came back for me?”
Nikolai brushed Alec’s cheek. “I owe you a favor.”
“I’m going to...kill him, Kolyushenka.”
“Not today, my friend. Sleep now.”
Wearily, obediently, Alec closed his eyes.
End.
Author: Alex
Fandom: Crossover: Goldeneye/Eastern Promises
Pairing/Character(s): Alec/Nikolai. Implied Alec/James.
Rating: PG-13
Note: Written for the
seans_50 final challenge.Additional note: I understand the inherent improbability. ;)
*
He was flying.
There would be pain eventually - he was sure of it. He’d felt it for a minute, perhaps more: blinding, white-hot agony clawing into every fiber of his body, agony so intense he couldn’t even scream. The sky had been so blue and calm. He’d heard a deep groaning
(himself? or the burning array?)
and there had been a rush of fire, another flare of anguish, and then he’d heard an oddly familiar voice
Alec... Alec....
and felt the touch of fingertips on his cheek.
He’d frowned (where had he heard that voice before?)
and then
drifted
and remembered nothing else until just a few moments ago. Warmth and benevolence flooded his body. The pain would return, but for now, nothing. Sweet oblivion.
Feels marvelous
Sunshine from the window made a patch of brightness on the white blankets on his bed, the blankets he could see only by moving his eyes. His vision was a blur. He couldn’t move his head, nor his limbs. He was locked into some sort of metal frame
Didn’t know you were such a kinky bastard, James
but he felt no pain whatsoever. He closed his eyes.
Really marvelous.
“Как поживаете?” How are you feeling?
“Спасибо, хорошо.” Fine, thanks. He froze. “Who’s that?” he whispered. In English, to clarify things. Russian was for...thinking.
“Your back is broken.” The voice was Russian, faintly graveled, tinged with rueful good humor. “Also both legs, your right shoulder, both hands, your left heel is shattered...need I go on?”
“If you like.” He squinted, trying to give form to the dark blur blotting out the sunshine.
“Never mind. Too much to enumerate. The good news is that there is no permanent spinal damage. A miracle. Perhaps you have been touched by God, my friend.” Something was put between his lips. A drinking straw. “Drink,” the voice commanded. “Slowly.”
Gratefully, he sipped. Cool water trickled down his parched throat. “Do I know you? Your voice....”
There was a soft laugh. “How swiftly you’ve forgotten me.” The blur moved.
Alec blinked through his morphine haze. The face before him swam from obfuscation to clarity. He saw grey-blue eyes, a lean, watchful face. “Kolyushenka.”
“So you haven’t forgotten.”
“How...did you find me?”
“Long story.”
Alec tried to smile. Never a word wasted. “Came back for me?”
Nikolai brushed Alec’s cheek. “I owe you a favor.”
“I’m going to...kill him, Kolyushenka.”
“Not today, my friend. Sleep now.”
Wearily, obediently, Alec closed his eyes.
End.
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Also, I love this. Not only the overall story, but the play with form, mimicking how Alec drifts and comes back to himself. Fantastic.
Also, OMG, thank you for the squirrels! Eeeeee! *hugs*
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I'm glad you liked it, and the form!
You're welcome! *hug*
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Thanks for the squirrels -- you are completely correct in your assessment...
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You're welcome. Heh. *nod*
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is there more planned?
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“I’m going to...kill him, Kolyushenka.” Chilling and great line!
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I love the idea of Alec and Nikolai together and I loved Nikolai's voice in this. Great idea, beautifully executed! Thank you.
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And I totally agree that more improbable things have happened in Bond films. :D
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