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Lt. Col. John Sheppard ([personal profile] deploy) wrote 2018-01-17 04:10 am (UTC)

[Poe will always be worth catching, no matter how hard, or how far, he falls. John's known enough bad men to know a good man when he sees one. He's not about to let Poe slip through the cracks. Not even if Poe wants to.

John won't lose him like he's lost other good people. So he holds Poe tight, saying nothing, because there's nothing to say. All that matters is getting Poe back to where he needs to be, safe, and sound, minus one hell of a headache.

The walk is slow, but uneventful. It starts to rain as they reach the tower, and John has to fumble Poe's weight into the crook of one arm to key them into the building before it pours.

It's a quiet elevator ride to the thirteenth floor, with only a few vaguely curious looks thrown in their direction. John's jacket found its way onto Poe's shoulders at some point during their trek, because the last thing he needs on top of nausea is a chill.]


If you see a green chick, do me a favour and don't say anything rude. I don't want her to poison me.

[Steering Poe down the hallway into the small double unit he shares with Rodney, people might get the wrong idea. Or the right one.

John is navigating a drunk Poe Dameron into his bedroom.]

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