White
Author: das_Diddy
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Character: Carson Beckett
Disclaimer: not mine.
Warnings: sad, (nearly) death), angst
Notes: A fixing for “Sunday”. Based on Diddy’s expiriences during asthmatic seizure…referring to the problems of breathing. *coughs* I was just a little bit depressed. :)
Now….just enjoy! Aaaaand reviiiiiiiiiew!
White
Fear.
My hands are shaking.
My body trembles.
I close my eyes and try to calm. Try to slow down my heart beat.
I’m cold. I think it’s because there’s only few bloos left to flow through my venes.
I lay my head back, open my mouth, try desperatly to breath.
It doesn’t work.
The world fades into darkness.
Will I die?
…
Breathe!
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Nothing…
Nothing keeps me apart from darkness.
In.
Out.
I don’t breathe anymore.
…
Shiver…
It passes through my body.
One last time.
Takes leave…
…of life…
…
Light.
Bright.
White.
Cold.
I don’t go home.
I’m alone.
…
I’m falling.
I should be afraid. But I know that everything is fine.
My blind eyes start to see colors. My deaf ears hear familiar voices.
Warm hands raise me from cold.
Pain flows through every fibre of my body as my tired lungs are forced to take in the air again.
I hear the relieved sighs of my friends as I gasp with bittersweet agony.
I’m alive.
I’m home.
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