Out of the Darkness..Light (25/?)

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 TITLE: Out of the Darkness...Light (25/?)
AUTHOR: DS
E-MAIL: lotr58@bellsouth.net
RATING: R--Violence, Angst
PAIRING: Orli/Viggo
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these guys (though I wish I did). No money is being
made from this endeavor and no disrespect is intended. It's all for fun!
And thanks so much to those of you looking it over for me:) Your time and
comments are much appreciated.
FEEDBACK: Yes, but be kind, gulp:)
ARCHIVE: Anywhere, just let me know. Thanks.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
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            “I have no idea where they could have gone. I checked both residences and neither one of them was home.” 

            Ian shook his head, contemplating his next move, attempting for the moment to ignore the outraged voices surrounding him.

            “It’s not right, I tell you. They should have been there!” Elijah had still not calmed down. In fact, it seemed as if his anger had been slowly simmering since earlier in the day until it had now reached its boiling point.

            “I know, Lij. Don’t worry, we’ll find out why they weren’t. We’ll get to the bottom of it.” Dom slammed his fist into his other hand, and Ian wondered briefly if the younger man was unconsciously flogging Sean and Viggo in his anger at the two men. Then the older man realized that something needed to be done before the situation got out of hand

            “Please, gentlemen,” Ian interrupted, holding up a hand to get everyone’s attention. “Let us not judge them until we know what is going on.”

            “But, Ian…”

            “Yes, Dom. I know. They should have been there. Orlando wants them there. I realize that. But they may have a very good explanation for their whereabouts. Let us give them a chance to explain.”

            Ian watched as Dom visibly wilted at his words. The others just mumbled under their breath about humans picking the most inopportune time to disappear.

            Then John spoke, voice deep with wisdom and reason.

            “Come now, hobbits, elf and wizard. It is late, almost eleven o’clock. Why don’t we adjourn for the evening. Go home and rest. And then tomorrow, I am sure we can sort everything out. But tomorrow our heads will be much clearer.”

            “Good idea, John.” Ian agreed, glad that the Welshman had stepped in to diffuse the rapidly escalating tension. “Jolly smart!”

 

 

Ian

 

            Later that night, the gathering had dispersed and Ian found himself wandering his house, which at the moment seemed as quiet as a morgue, especially after the clamor of voices that had been present an hour earlier.

            Though he had put on a positive face for the others, he was secretly wrestling with some serious doubts regarding Viggo and Sean’s absence from the hospital earlier in the day. Dom and the others were right—the two men should have been there. No excuse.

            Though he hadn’t let the others know, Ian had made inquiries while still at the hospital. What he discovered upset him greatly. The two men had not been in to see Orlando for four days. And it had shown on the young man’s face. He had looked lost, and alone, though he’d been trying valiantly to hide it and put on a cheerful face for his guests.

            Granted, the rest of them hadn’t been up to see Orlando either, but they had checked on him by phone. But Viggo, Viggo should have been there. Him above all. And Ian hoped he had a damn good explanation for why he hadn’t been in to see the boy. It had better be a good one!

 

 

 

Orlando

 

            Shifting for the tenth time in half as many minutes, Orlando realized that he was just not going to get any sleep tonight. None at all. His mind was too filled with jumbled thoughts and images for him to be able to relax. Sitting up on the bed, he raised the back to a sitting position. Then, drawing his knees up, he hugged them close, resting his chin on his kneecaps. 

            It had been good to see the others today. In fact, for a few brief moments he’d almost been happy. But the feeling didn’t last for long. As nice as it was to see his friends, he couldn’t overcome the bitter disappointment of Viggo’s absence. And Sean’s too, for that matter.

            He’d really thought they cared about him, especially Viggo. But evidently, he’d been right before. Why would Viggo want to have anything to do with him? He was damaged goods. 

            Evidently, all of Viggo’s noble words about none of that mattering were just that—noble words—words that meant nothing. Empty promises. Viggo had just felt sorry for him and said whatever he thought Orlando wanted to hear. The result was that he had just confirmed what Orlando already knew—he was no good to anyone, not worth their time.

            If the older man really cared, he would have at least called to check on him. And he hadn’t, Orlando had asked, repeatedly. So here he was, alone and shopworn, and probably destined to stay that way. With a forlorn sigh, he allowed himself to lean back against the raised bed, but found that he was still unable to relax. He just couldn’t shake the disappointment and hurt he felt at Viggo’s abandonment. 

            And to make matters worse, he was absolutely dreading tomorrow. Chuckling to himself, he realized that at least his apprehension of what the next day would bring would take his mind off Viggo. Oh, what was he going to do?

 He desperately wanted to get out of the hospital, to go home. But first, he had to begin group therapy. That was tomorrow. He didn’t want to talk about what happened to him, especially in front of a room full of strangers. He didn’t even want to think about it! He wanted to forget it all, never think about it again. If he pushed it far, far back into the recesses of his mind, he knew that he would be able to go on from here, put it behind him and move on. Eventually, it would seem as though nothing had ever happened at all. He just needed to forget. He had done it before. He was good at it. Why couldn’t they just let him do that?

           

 

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Comments

[sitaray.livejournal.com]

Poor Orli! And where the hell are Sean and Viggo!

[jackieville.livejournal.com]

I feel so bad for Orli! I hope Ian finds Sean and Viggo!!! *sniffles*

[ireth06.livejournal.com]

I hope Orlando will begin to understand that forgetting it is not going to help! And someone will eventually have t tell Sonia that keeping Viggo and Sean away from her son is wrong, just plain WRONG!!!!
Great story, LOVEZZZZZ!

Thanks for sharing, hugs and kisses!!