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Timelord FanFic — The Writer #6
RUN!
“Run.” The Writer was in motion even before he knew where he was heading, grabbing Nicole’s hand, he headed back to the church and the relative safety therein.
Rusty followed watching over his shoulder at the carnage and smoking remains of the explosion, he looked to be wondering what happened and why. He tried to form the questions, but all he managed to get out was stuttering, he looked very much like he was going into shock.
Nicole grabbed Rusty’s hand and pulled him through the door to the church, closing the heavy wooden panels with a finality that belied the true nature of the situation. The Writer knew that the questions were coming, but the simple answers would have to wait, and the more complicated issues were definitely going to need sorted but first, a towel, and a fresh cup of coffee.
Noting that Nicole and Rusty sat down in the front rows of the church, waiting and watching as he paced. He turned suddenly snapping his fingers, “Ah ha!”
Nicole startled, her head snapping up to meet his eyes, “What?” Her tone implied that she wasn’t happy to be sitting in a church hiding from some unknown assailants.
“They’re not after us, merely our Gelatto.” The Writer looked immensely pleased with his…
