Still shrieking over S3. Canon is Zombies, Run!

[quintuscursor]

It's all right. It's all going to be fine. You'll see. It's going to be just fine!

[Five, you're scaring me.]

...I don't mean to. But you should breathe. Try smiling!

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[voiceinthedark]

Five.

Five I- It's not you. Please. Come back.

Forever nope-ing SO HARD. And I thought Van Ark was a creep!

[quintuscursor]

[Sorry, the Runner you are attempting to call is unable to come to the phone cerebral cortex right now. Please leave a message after the beep.]

Oh, it's you! She said I should deal with you, you know? Funny thing! Why would I need an axe to do that?

I KNOW. Goddam those were traumatic missions.

[voiceinthedark]

[There's a moment of fear in Sam's eyes. His Five never looks like that.]

Five. It's me. It's Sam! She's messing with your head! I know it! You're not... you're not even running like yourself.

Completely lost my composure with the Jody bit. And Sam-! Oh god, I was crying too hard to breathe!

[quintuscursor]

[That smile never fades. It's a rictus grin more than anything else.]

Running like... that's nonsense. All of it. I got Abel Ward all mixed up in my head and made it out to be some grand thing. But it's okay! It'll be okay!

It was awful. I swear she is going down for making me hurt Sam :(

[voiceinthedark]

No. No it's not! I... I've watched you run so much. I've heard you run. It's not you. I don't know what Abel Ward even is.

We better get to kill her with a rocket launcher for this. Nobody hurts Sam and gets away with it!

[quintuscursor]

Run? I'm not a runner. I don't run.

[Huh. How'd her knuckles get all bruised and banged up? Oh well. Probably nothing. Five pauses. Then she suddenly sounds very small and afraid.]

...But it was a god dream. Even the sad parts. I just wish it was real. There was a boy...

A rocket launcher is too nice for her after all of this. She made us maybe kill Ed!

[voiceinthedark]

What? Five, of course you are! You're Runner Five. The best Runner. Just don't tell the others yeah, they'll get jealous. They know you're my favourite.

[There's a bruise spreading across Sam's cheek, a split lip where Five had- no, it hadn't been Five.]

What dream? Five, it's me! Come back!

Please.

And beat up Jody, probably behind Sara's memorial!

[quintuscursor]

[Five still sounds more afraid than she's ever been. The words come out unbidden. From somewhere deep inside.]

...I wanted to tell him something. Never could. Always got tongue-tied. But he would understand.

[A long pause. Then, weakly:]

...Sam...?

Or maybe Archie's considering that ending!

[voiceinthedark]

[Sam's expression softens and he holds out his hand.]

Yes. Yes! It's me, Five. It's Sam. You remember me, right? When you ran all through the dark to get home, listened to me rambling on.

Oh god, that makes it worse! God damn you, S2S!

[quintuscursor]

[Sorry, Sam, you'll be getting a clingy hug from Five right about now. She buries her face in his shoulder.]

...Ice cream rolls. He talked about ice cream rolls. Ice cream... Sam... [And here come the waterworks.]

They are terrible people! Damn those writers!

[voiceinthedark]

[Sam is hardly going to complain. He hugs Five close, squeezing his eyes shut.]

Yeah. Remember, I had to go get Janine to tell me which way round it is. Couldn't remember if it was- if it was ice cream outside or inside. She was so mad at me.