There's a reason Maine went the way he did. Why North was so bound up in protecting Delta, why Omega and Tex had such a codependant, twisted up relationship. Why York bailed to protect Delta first even when he knew he was leaving men behind. Shards of the Director's soul or not- they were theirs. They were warm and real. An edge in battle? Sure. A constant relationship that worked at the speed of thought and never shut off, not really. A little like a drug. Hell. A lot like a drug.
And York thought he'd gotten over his pangs of withdrawl. That he'd been forced clean and sober for years now it'd be enough. Going to them isn't an option, he has a job to do. But-
Delta. It's DELTA. He knows that voice like he knows his own mind and it has him flicking from maps and plans and data to visual feeds. Till he can find them and stare at Wash holding the AI unit.
Stupid. It's stupid but his eyes sting and his jaw clenches, hand jabbing the response on the PA system in the wall before he can stop himself. "You know what they're trying to do, D."
York gets Captured thread split (point of divergance)
And York thought he'd gotten over his pangs of withdrawl. That he'd been forced clean and sober for years now it'd be enough. Going to them isn't an option, he has a job to do. But-
Delta. It's DELTA. He knows that voice like he knows his own mind and it has him flicking from maps and plans and data to visual feeds. Till he can find them and stare at Wash holding the AI unit.
Stupid. It's stupid but his eyes sting and his jaw clenches, hand jabbing the response on the PA system in the wall before he can stop himself. "You know what they're trying to do, D."