Out of the Darkness...Light (26/?)

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TITLE: Out of the Darkness...Light (26?)
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-SIX _._,___  

 

Orlando

 

            “All right then. Today, we have a new member with us. Everybody, this is Orlando.”

            The patient in question froze, suddenly feeling seven pairs of eyes focused on him. It was not a comfortable feeling. And even though he was used to being in the spotlight--thrived on it at times--he felt very uncomfortable at the moment. He didn’t want anyone looking at him, not since…well, he just didn’t.

            Ducking his head in a poor imitation of a greeting, he hoped it would be enough. He didn’t much feel like talking right now. He didn’t even want to be here at the moment, but he’d had no choice. Blackmail, that’s what it was. As much as he hated them, he’d been given an ultimatum--attend group therapy and he’d be one step closer to being released. So here he was, like it or not. And he definitely did not like it. But he had to make the best of it.   Sigh…

            Slouching down as far as he could and pretending to study a spot on the floor between his feet, Orlando surreptitiously moved his gaze around the circle of chairs. Eight men, including him. Most of them looked to be about his age, although there was one man who looked to be about thirty. All here for the same reason, supposedly. 

            ‘Well,’ he thought to himself, ‘I’m not like them. I can handle this. I don’t need this group.’ He would just sit here and listen. The doctor had said he needed to attend…nothing had been said about participation.

            “So, anything new since last week?” 

            The “leader,” Casey, sat back to wait for a response. Shifting his eyes to his right, Orlando listened as one of the other members began to speak.

            “I have some news.”

            Inclining his head in an invitation to continue, Casey--and the others--waited. “What is it, Brad? Good news?”

            “Yes, I think so,” Brad replied, a small smile on his face. “I,”…dropping his head for a moment, the young man studied his hands, clasped tightly on his lap and betraying his unease. Then, “…I went to the store by myself last weekend.”

            ‘Went to the store?’ Before Orlando could continue with that train of thought, the others began applauding. ‘Hmmm…evidently going to the store was a good thing!’

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Billy   

 

"Where the hell are they?"

            Dom scowled as Billy just shrugged and shook his head. His friend's non-response didn't help matters. He continued his tirade, angrier than before.

            Arriving home the night before, they had discovered Bean's cryptic message regarding a meeting. But try as they might, they'd been unable to track him--or Viggo--down. The two men were nowhere to be found.

            "I mean, you don't just call someone, tell him you want to meet, and then disappear off the face of the earth!"

            Billy sighed. At the moment, that was the best response. He'd decided it was better to let Dom run down on his own than to antagonize him. The younger man got like this sometimes. Billy had discovered that it was best just to wait it out. Eventually, Dom's tirade would end and they could talk reasonably. It always worked out that way. Until then, he would wait.

 

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Sean 

 

Viggo and Sean weren't home. Having been with Peter until almost midnight, they'd arrived back at Viggo's house in the early hours of the morning, both too worked up to sleep. Dropping Viggo off, Sean had returned to his own house, only to find himself tossing and turning, pacing to and fro. His mind was too full of problems and images. 

He couldn't stop thinking about the conversation he'd inadvertently overhead, when Samantha Bloom had divulged secrets from her brother's past. He couldn't stop thinking about Sonia Bloom's overblown reaction to Viggo telling Orlando that 'he knew.' He couldn't stop thinking about the young man he'd come to care so much about, thrashing uncontrollably in the hospital bed, screaming out his agony and pain. That was the image that had stayed with him first and foremost. Orlando, fearful and hurting. 

And then there was Viggo, the man he loved like a brother. He couldn't get the image of Viggo's face out of his mind--his horrified expression as he realized what Samantha was talking about, his caring and concern as he tried to calm Orlando down. And then, later, his anguish as he cried his sorrow out.

Sean knew that something needed to be done. He just needed to figure out what that something was. So, after two hours of tossing and turning and another hour of pacing, he called Viggo, figuring he was in the same situation. He was. And so here they were at Diane's House of Pancakes at 5:30 in the morning. Though neither man had slept a wink, they were both awake and fairly alert. Ready to figure some things out. Ready to plan.

“Viggo, we’ve got to figure out how to get you in there. The boy needs to see you and you need to see him.” At his friend’s slightly morose nod, Sean reached across the table and tapped his fist on the table next to Viggo’s folded hands. “Hey, don’t worry. We’ll come up with something.”

            Shaking his head slowly, Viggo looked over at his friend.

            “Do you have anything in mind?”

            At Sean’s negative, nonverbal reply, Viggo sighed deeply, the brief moment of hope he’d felt last night with Peter quickly being overtaken by frustration. Looking into his friend’s eyes, Viggo spoke from the heart.

            “I need to see him, Sean. I need to make sure he’s all right. He’s been through so much. Now and….before. Too much for someone his age. Too much for anyone. No one should have to bear what he is and I just…want to be there to help make it a little easier for him.”

            “I understand, Viggo. I feel the same way. And I can tell you this….he needs to see you too, whether he realizes it or not. That boy needs you.”

            Viggo smiled sadly at his friend’s words.

            “And I need him, Sean. More than you know.”

            Sean nodded solemnly, his green eyes sympathetic. 

            “I know, mate. I know.” Then, perking up a bit, he said with a small grin, “Don’t forget whom you’re dealing with here!”

            At Viggo’s inquisitive look, he tapped himself on the chest and drew himself up as tall as he could while sitting on a worn bench in Diane’s Pancake House. 

            “Viggo, you’ve got Sharpe on your side. Sharpe…hero extraordinaire. Don’t worry, we’ll find a way. You’ll see him soon…before you know it!”

            At his Viggo’s hopeful look, Sean just smiled and nodded confidently, as if the matter was already taken care of.

            ‘Now what am I going to do?’ he wondered almost frantically. ‘I’ve got to come up with a plan!’

            Nodding again, he fairly brimmed with confidence.

            “Don’t worry, Viggo. It’ll happen. We’ll make it happen!”

 

 

Comments

[littlegreenleaf.livejournal.com]

Sean needs to get Viggo in to see Orlando soon! Our poor boys...each for a different reason. And Sean is such a good friend to both of them. I think that having Viggo there would go a long way into helping Orlando find his way.

Great chapter, as always, luv.

*hugs*

Out of the Darkness...Light

[dublinscot.livejournal.com]

I just wanted to thank you for all your wonderful comments regarding my story. They are much appreciated:)

I'm glad you're enjoying it.

Heidi

[roomfor2.livejournal.com]

Sonia really needs to let Viggo and Sean see him. Poor Orlando shouldn't have to deal with feelings of abandonment as well as everything else. :(

[jackieville.livejournal.com]

Oh please please please let Sean and Viggo see Orlando soon! Such a wonderful story and I'm enjoying every second of it! *hugs*

[eenoogje.livejournal.com]

I remember reading till this part, so I am anxiously waiting what will happen next! Surely Orlando's mother will change her mind!