Summary: Harpers thoughts after he realises he's infested.

Rating: PG-13, for one real bad word.

Spoilers: Majors spoilers for The Widening Gyre.

A/N: I've used some of TWG dialogue, response to a challenge set by doxymom on Slipstream BBS.

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They're crawling in my skin! Please, this has gotta be a nightmare. The worst nightmare ever, but a nightmare still. Please, let it be a nightmare, oh who you kiddin Seamus? There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface.

"HELLLLLLLLLP! SOMEBODY???????" Harpers' voice cracked as he screamed for the help that he knew would never come, he turned to the Nietchien beside him, "Tyr? C'mon Tyr, wake up man. Please?"

Tyrs dead. But he's gotta be alive. He's gotta. I don't wanna be alone. I don't want those things inside of me, consuming all I feel.

Is this how Dec and Siobhan felt? Somebody kill me now. Please, somebody just kill me now! Harpers silent pleas fell on empty ears.

"C'mon Tyr, you gotta wake up, cos y'know I'm just a kludge and I'm awake. But you, you're uber-"

"Don't call me that." Tyr interrupted,

"You're awake!" Harper exclaimed, Tyr was alive! Harper thought he would laugh he was so happy, he probably would have if the Magog eggs hadn't decided to make their presence known to him again. His insides churned, the beings within him eating away. Feasting at the expense of his life. And his sanity. It felt like his guts were collapsing in on them selves, turning inside out and having a gymnast competition all at the same time.

"We're not gonna get outta here alive."

"Shut up boy. Where there is life there is hope remember?"

"Shut the fuck up Tyr. There's life in my guts and it ain't mine!"

And to that Tyr could say nothing, and Harper knew it. So he sat, or rather, was held up against the wall, and hoped he would die soon.

"Ya don't think you could talk to me, y'know, take my mind off of this?"

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