S&H drabble -by Anonymous (as in not me)
Jan. 1st, 2007 11:55 pm They waited, like hyenas on the edge of a kill, until the drug took him down. It was easy after that. No fighting. Barely any protest at all. He may have called for Starsky. He doesn't remember.
Now Starsky waits. He waits for him to kick. Patient, not predatory, but it hurts, the hope in his eyes. He doesn't understand that the thrust of a needle into his vein is the only thing that will wipe away the memory of those two goons thrusting into his body.
He waits for Hutch to come clean.
He's never going to be clean.
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Date: 2007-01-02 04:34 am (UTC)*crawls away bleeding*