fanfic: Safe

            Abby doesn’t like needing to be rescued. She’s strong, she’s resourceful, she’s tough. She hates the thought that the others might see her as a damsel in distress. And when the scary shit does happen to her, she sure as hell doesn’t need to be comforted afterwards.       

Near death experiences come with the job. If you can’t take the heat, quit chasing the dinosaurs, right?

She can handle this.

            So it surprises her how grateful she feels when Connor puts his arms around her, his expression still pale and scared, and whispers over and over, “It’s okay, Abby, you’re safe now.”