Alec laughed, a small, slow, rasped exhale. "Fine," he said quietly. He felt the ground lift away as his eyelids drifted closed. He blinked them open again. His height, which as the Warden he had noticed was lesser than the Kestrel's by two or three inches, though still considerably tall, made carrying Alec difficult, a tangle of long limbs drooping from his arms at uncomfortable-looking angles. Alec's head banged against the Kestrel's shoulder. "Where to?" The UC asked him. Alec's eyes closed, opened, then closed again heavily. "The subway," he replied, voice soft and low. They reached the end of the alleyway, and the Kestrel was careful to avoid the third body, draped on its back across the floor. Alec surveyed it before they turned away. A man. His eyes, once again, drifted shut. This time they didn't re-open.
Thump. Thump. Thump, went the Kestrel's heart.
Alec fell asleep just as the police sirens began to scream.
- An extract from my fic, the Journalist, a Malec TSC au currently at 60k words. Chapter 25 was posted last week. Enjoy!!
















