You're Still In My Head -Tagged

[Nicky Reagan - Boyle]

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Nicky was still trying to work out the details in her head as she lay, staring up at the ceiling in the whitewashed room that smelled like a mix of bleach and disaster. She felt numb if she was honest, the pain from the cuts felt like a dull ache but the numbness had little to do with painkillers. More the guilt and fear in her chest of what was to come next. The room looked familiar by way of a hospital, familiar since she had spent time in there with her mother, Hank, practically each Reagan family member that existed.

It was a familiar sense of dread too as she closed her eyes trying to forget what she knew. The man’s face was etched inside her brain, the way he leered, the way she managed to be caught so stupidly and how she managed to get to a hospital was none existent. If she blacked out she was lucky and if not, she would have nightmares just as she did when Danny had taken her to a crime scene that evening and she saw her first body.

Nicky had no idea how long she had been there, even if it was a hospital as she felt like screaming but hardly wanted to attract any attention just in case this was some cruel other room. Hurt her and then save her, if it was the file she had been given was seriously out of date. With her eyes squeezed shut Nicky could feel the fear of opening them and not seeing her mother there. Where had they been? Erin, Hank, Sharon, Thomas or the ATF or the number of people they said would watch out for her.

Had she been that stupid to take a job and none of them knew, she had kept it to herself as she balled her hands into fists against the sheets. “Mum.” She whispered quietly enough it was almost inaudible, it was the best she could do until she knew where she was. Her brain felt foggy, it had been alert until she had sat there watching herself in that chair. Thinking it was all over and now she had no clue what hospital, if anyone was there or if she was going to find herself trapped inside another nightmare.

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[Erin "Lou" Voight]

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[attr="class","Erinnert"]Erin had been at the hospital the minute that she’d heard what was going on. Sharon hadn’t left either but she’d taken to staying outside to keep people out of Nicky’s room. Though currently Sharon was asleep between watch shifts in the corner. Erin heard Nicky start calling for her and she opened her eyes. It was the middle of the night at this point but that didn’t make a difference in the world to Erin.

Quickly taking a survey of the room the State’s Attorney turned her attention quickly to Nicky and started to run a hand through her daughter’s hair. It was quiet so she could still hear Nicky’s low almost inaudible call. “I’m right here. You’re safe now, it’s okay.” Erin was protective but she wasn’t the one in the shoes of the officers who were now investigating this. She was pretty sure the ATF and the FBI were having issues right about now.

Erin knew that Hank wasn’t far either. Evidenced by the fact that Sharon was sound asleep, it might be him outside of the door. Erin continued to make sure that Nicky had everything that she needed. “You thirsty?” She figured as long as Nicky had been asleep, she probably wanted something more than to see the inside of her eyelids.

∵ Nicky Reagan - Boyle ∵

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[attr="class","Erinnerlyric"]Don’t let the halo fool you
I like a good fight

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[Nicky Reagan - Boyle]

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The minute Nicky felt the familiar hand run through her hair, she wanted to start to cry. Unless she had completely lost it, her mother was right there and that meant she was at least back with family. “Mum.” She said again, staring this time directly at her just to make sure she was there. Nicky had so much to say about what went on, why she did it and why she thought it was a good idea at the time. She wanted to strike out on her own and prove that she could do a job.

Instead, well she was in the hospital but all of that was a blur to her. “Yes, can I get some water or juice please?” she asked hearing the sound of her voice, a slight croakiness to it. “Is everyone okay? Did we get the guy?” She asked not wanting to hear if they managed to lose him. It was terrifying enough to know she had been there and lived through what he did. The files never said enough about that side, if anything the files were tame in her eyes and going in with rose tinted glasses.

Nicky pushed herself up into a sitting position as she winced, a small sharp gasp as she felt herself move. “How did you find me?” She asked, again not entirely sure what happened or what had gone on. She knew she was thirsty, her head felt like it had been pummelled and the rest of her. She could wiggle her fingers and toes and right then, it was more than good enough for her considering how the rest of her hurt.

She could only imagine what her mother would do once she found out, then there was Hank and Nicky hardly wanted him to get in trouble. Sharon and Thomas, now she could see her move was stupid and she might have even thought about going to see Thomas about undercover work had she not been too eager to prove her worth.

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