Prompt: History Rewritten
Words: funeral, condemn, distribution, button, sink, art, jealousy, brain, tax, lover
Ellie couldn’t condemn Connor for what he did. The brain does funny things at funerals. This situation was no different. But there was an art to time travel, and just hitting the button wasn’t it.
“This is a huge mistake, you know that, right?” she asked. “You have no idea what’s going to happen if we mess with the timeline.”
“Don’t go into a time wave distribution lecture on me, Ellie. I’ve heard it. I get it. I just don’t care.” Connor’s expression was grim.
“You know this isn’t a sink or swim situation. We’re both going to drown in this.”
Connor turned on her with a primal snarl. “You didn’t have to come.”
“Oh, please, like I was going to let you rampage through history. Someone had to be a voice of reason.”
That got a snort of derision from her partner. They’d worked together for years, but that was all. Ellie admitted feeling a brief pang of jealousy when Connor’d introduced her to his lover. But Seven had been good for him. Now…they were going to tax their resources.
A moment later, they materialized on a street corner. A vehicle bore down on Seven. Ellie rushed into traffic and shoved Seven out of the way. She felt the vehicle hit her, then nothing. It better have been worth it.
Word Count: 221