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Theirs was a unique relationship; reading each other with no words needed.

Now, be silent or die.To call out meant death from above...avalanche.Illya was stuck on a lonely part of the ski slope, his ankle broken.

Would Solo sense his predicament?

Kuryakin heard something.“Napoleon?”

“Illya!” Dancer called.“He said you were in trouble and broke his leg looking for you.”

Tying their skis as makeshift sled; April dragged Illya back. He was taken to hospital, placed in the same room as Solo.


“Thanks for the rescue Napoleon.”

“I had a feeling.”

“One word my friend...sympatico.”

Date: 2017-02-22 08:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lindafishes8.livejournal.com
Double "ouch" for the home team. Nice drabble.

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