Allison was ready to push his hand aside when it dropped, falling bit by bit, landing limp at his side with the rest of him as he tried and failed to rise...
His life depends on it.
Swallowing a sob that threatened, Allison redoubled her efforts, finally curling a hand at his nape and lifting him to tip his head back, desperate to find a catch. It took some fumbling, and she might never truly recall what she did, but when she was rewarded with a hiss and a seam in the helmet, allowing her to slide it off, she felt like she could breathe again...
Until she looked into the Red Hood's face for the first time.
...I knew it was you.
Surprise, confusion, even anger...none of those were the first thing she felt. Only that sudden, strange sense of calm that settled over her, because she had known. Down in her gut, in all the most primitive parts of her that came alive when she'd been a werewolf...in her heart, she'd known.
How safe she felt. That attraction. I trust you. Even now, she trusted him.
...and there it was. The anger, the shock, the betrayal.
Jason Todd was the Red Hood...but Jason wasn't safe, he was the Red Hood. Unconscious, bleeding, possibly dying.
Thread the needle. Help him. Kill him later, but for now help him.
Gathering his face between her hands, she shook him gently.
"Red?" she got out. She had to be careful, just in case. "Red, can you hear me?!"
When she got no answer, Allison swallowed past the bile in her throat, then leaned in to speak directly into his ear...just in case, just in case, she had to protect him just in case...
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Date: 2014-09-17 10:01 pm (UTC)His life depends on it.
Swallowing a sob that threatened, Allison redoubled her efforts, finally curling a hand at his nape and lifting him to tip his head back, desperate to find a catch. It took some fumbling, and she might never truly recall what she did, but when she was rewarded with a hiss and a seam in the helmet, allowing her to slide it off, she felt like she could breathe again...
Until she looked into the Red Hood's face for the first time.
...I knew it was you.
Surprise, confusion, even anger...none of those were the first thing she felt. Only that sudden, strange sense of calm that settled over her, because she had known. Down in her gut, in all the most primitive parts of her that came alive when she'd been a werewolf...in her heart, she'd known.
How safe she felt. That attraction. I trust you. Even now, she trusted him.
...and there it was. The anger, the shock, the betrayal.
Jason Todd was the Red Hood...but Jason wasn't safe, he was the Red Hood. Unconscious, bleeding, possibly dying.
Thread the needle. Help him. Kill him later, but for now help him.
Gathering his face between her hands, she shook him gently.
"Red?" she got out. She had to be careful, just in case. "Red, can you hear me?!"
When she got no answer, Allison swallowed past the bile in her throat, then leaned in to speak directly into his ear...just in case, just in case, she had to protect him just in case...
"Jason...can you hear me?"