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fredbassett) wrote2014-08-04 09:36 pm
fredbassett) wrote2014-08-04 09:36 pm
Drabble, Quick or Dead, Ryan, 12
Title : Quick or Dead
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Primeval
Rating : 12
Characters : Ryan
Disclaimer : Not mine, no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
Summary : Written for the Primeval100 challenge 378, Heat Wave
“I want my mummy!”
Ryan scooped up the terrified child, then turned back towards the anomaly.
The smoke from the fast-moving fire clogged his nose and the heat seared his lungs with each in-drawn breath.
He’d always been crap at sprinting, but it was either run or burn.
As he burst through the anomaly with his precious burden, a wet blanket was promptly thrown around his head and shoulders, and steady hands clamped an oxygen mask over his face as the girl was whisked from his arms.
Ryan sank to his knees, coughing.
When it mattered, he’d won the race.
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Primeval
Rating : 12
Characters : Ryan
Disclaimer : Not mine, no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
Summary : Written for the Primeval100 challenge 378, Heat Wave
“I want my mummy!”
Ryan scooped up the terrified child, then turned back towards the anomaly.
The smoke from the fast-moving fire clogged his nose and the heat seared his lungs with each in-drawn breath.
He’d always been crap at sprinting, but it was either run or burn.
As he burst through the anomaly with his precious burden, a wet blanket was promptly thrown around his head and shoulders, and steady hands clamped an oxygen mask over his face as the girl was whisked from his arms.
Ryan sank to his knees, coughing.
When it mattered, he’d won the race.