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Basically: give me a pairing from a fandom I'm familiar with (Fake TV counts too lol), and then a 1 word prompt. I'll give you a 3 sentence ficlet. It's just that simple kids.
Now that we've got that settled, on with the snippet!
Hicks licked his lips again and then he painfully cracked open his right eye. It felt sticky, almost sealed shut, and he winced at the sheer effort it took to drag it all he way open. His vision swam for a moment, but then it cleared, revealing what must have been two of the most beautiful sights he’d seen in quite a while.
Curled up have on the bed next to him was a grubby little angel, all but lost in what was likely one of his shirts and one hand clutching his like a lifeline. Her eyes were huge and worried in that tiny face, and he tried to smile away a little of that worry. Newt, his mind whispered, memory flooding back through him at the sight of her face. She was alive. That fact brought a stronger smile to his face. It faded slightly as he remembered just why he was so relieved to see her alive. Last thing he remembered, she’d been taken. Taken to the nest to become another host for those disgusting things. There hadn’t been much hope of getting her back. Not much hope at all. That she was here at all meant…
His eye tracked right from the young girl to the woman beside her. His gaze drifted across pale skin and dark curls to a striking face and brown eyes staring down at him. Just a trace of a smile pulled at her lips, and once again Hicks felt an answering smile appear on his own face. Maybe a little bruised, maybe tired as hell. But she was still standing, and a lot more steady than he was right now. Yeah, he thought, she could definitely handle herself.
“Ripley. Ellen.”
Poor Hicks.. he's having a really shitty day ain't he? At least the scenery's nice!