Dead zombies litter the ground (at the library -- yes, still)

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

The first wave seems to have subsided. Methos lowers his sword so the tip is touching the ground. Bloody streaks down the outside of his sweater.

Small puddles of flame flare here and there mark charred zombie bodies.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John gives Janet a bottle of water.

"How are you not close to collapse? I'm exhausted and I've not been here as long as you."

[janet_fraiser]

Janet takes the bottle of water gratefully and drinks from it.

"You get used to it after a while," says Janet. "The adrenaline rushes, the weird hours, the nonstop rushing through the latest crisis. If I stopped, I'd probably collapse." She shakes her head. "But trust me. You don't really want to get used to it."

She looks John over, noting his bloodshot eyes and pale skin. "You should get some rest while you can. I've got it on authority that this isn't over yet." She glances over at Liz and Callie. "When we've rested a bit, we can figure out what's going on with Aeryn."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John yawns and nods sluggishly. "I think I might. Sleep I mean."

He shakes his head and closes his eyes. "I'm sure Aeryn's okay. I mean, I sure as hell hope she is. She is. I hope she is."

He smiles one last time at Janet before trudging away.

[janet_fraiser]

She's okay, John. And if she's not okay, we'll MAKE her okay.