It had been baffling, really. Such loyalty to someone who’d treated him so badly.
At the start, anyway. Time had passed. Events had transpired and threads of fate had drawn tighter. Heartstrings, strong as steel, fine as silk, weaving around the initial office crush until it became something new.
Jonathan Sims loved Martin Blackwood. He was wound snug as a ring on his heavy little finger. Especially here, now, in the Changed world. The Archivist, bound to his hip. Never straying. Good and close and loyal.
Just as Mother wanted.
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Joshua Gillespie is never forgotten.
The Buried never loses him. It waits. Counts his jeering, shunning, teasing steps along its crust.
After the Change, the wait ends. The Buried takes its own turn now. Playing. Chasing. Singing all the promises that wait for him within itself, close, always so close, because he is bound as ever to the ground. Its ground.
Now Joshua Gillespie must run. He cannot stay still, cannot stop pacing, stop walking, jogging, sprinting, or the game will be over. Wherever he dares to rest, it will open beneath him in a wretched, welcoming burst of song, and bring him home.
What the Buried does not know, is that Joshua Gillespie is not simply running away. He is following a voice he knew before the world did worse than end.
A voice inside the wind, and that reeks now, as it always had, of ozone.
Jon isn't eating his statements like he should.
Mr. Spider doesn't like it.
And then there’s Jonathan Sims who gives him a single glance, a shallow nod, and then turns back to his work without a word, frowning at the file on his desk like it’s personally failed him in some way.
Tim laughs and claps his shoulder. “Don’t worry about it,” he says, “he’s like that with everyone. It’s nothing personal.”
“Right,” he says, relieved to know that he hasn’t earned some kind of special animosity from the nicest guy in the office. He’s just… reserved. Preoccupied with his work. That’s fine. Martin will just stay out of his way. Easy.
Martin gets a crush.
Julian Bashir joins the post-war effort on Cardassia Prime because it seems like the most obvious thing to do: No planet is worse off after the war, he's a doctor, and they don't have enough of those. He's learning the language, because that's what you do when you're living somewhere for an indefinite amount of time. But he soon realizes that language isn't just about vocabulary and grammar, and learns a few things about his own past along the way.
- Part 1 of Learning the Language
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