OK I’ve been seeing some things so I’d like to put in my input somewhere that people won’t bother to read HAHA. And um I guess spoilers if you haven’t played Uncharted 4?????? Ok. So. Aside from Uncharted The Lost Legacy.. I kind of don’t want Nathan Drake to come back?? I mean he’s done his story I think to have him lead another one isn’t impossible at all but I don’t want him overdone ya know? BUT WHAT I DO WANT… Cassie Drake. Uncharted with Cassie Drake. And sure ya know Nathan or Elena or Sully or Sam can appear but it’s not their story it’s Cassie’s. I’d like her to get into crazy adventures like her parents. If Uncharted is going to go on can we go on with Cassie please???
Tim places his computer to the side, but keeps the documents he’s pulled up to the front because there’s some copying to be done. He opens his binder that’s thickened by papers, reports, newspaper clippings that he’s cut out for detective work. He gathers the papers and books and the sticky notes and the cds and stacks them. Not only by height, color and width, but also type, collection and organization of data inside and then refined by date added and modified. It’s delicate work and honestly, he’d rather not be interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps, Dick telling Damian goodnight, the jingle of Titus’s collar as he runs in and out of bedrooms nervously.
Or the blur before his eyes because he’s so tired.
Or the light streaming into his room and the slow rumble of Bruce’s voice.
“Lights out, kiddo.”
Tim blinks. Yeah, it is 2:45 in the morning so it’s pretty insane to be up now for normal people. But. Work.
So he reaches out across his desk and switches off the desk lamp. “Yes, sir. Copy that, sir.”
Note: Just a quick little snippet that I thought of as I was just beginning to fall asleep.
You, Sam and Sully were staying with Nate and Elena for a few weeks. It’s been a couple of years since Avery’s treasure was sunk into the sea along with his ship, and the couple are still living in New Orleans - although they’ve mentioned moving once or twice.
You lay in bed with Sam, tangled up in each other. Sam gently plays with your hair, as he always does, whilst you lay your head on his chest. You’re just drifting off to sleep when a muffled cry comes from the room next to you.
“I’ll go check on her.” You say, lifting your head from Sam’s chest and getting out of bed.
“Hey, hey, hey.” You whisper. “What’s wrong?”
“I had a bad dream.” Cassie sniffles, sitting upright in her pink, fluffy pyjamas.
“Oh, sweet pea. I have those, too.” You sit next to her on the bed. “You know what you gotta do?”
She shakes her head.
“You gotta hug teddy really tight and he’ll protect you from everything.”
“But what about when I’m asleep?” She asks.
“Well, teddies don’t sleep - they watch over you all night and keep you safe.”
She looks down at the soft brown bear that she holds in her arms. You wipe the tears away from the cheeks and give her a smile.
“You wanna come sleep with me and Uncle Sam?” You ask.
She nods her head and lifts her arms up, ready for you to lift her out of the bed.
You place Cassie into the bed next to Sam and tuck her in.
“Hey, cutie.” Sam smiles, smoothing down her hair as she snuggles up to him.
“She had a nightmare.” You inform him, laying down next to her.
It only takes a few minutes for Cassie to fall asleep again.
“She’s out like a light.” Sam says.
“She sleeps like her Uncle.” You smile. “Thankfully she doesn’t snore like you, though.”
“I do not snore.”
“Oh, please. You know that’s a lie.”
“I have a cold.”
You chuckle, looking down at Cassie and stroking her hand as it clutches her teddy.
“If you’d have told me, back in Madagascar, that Nate’d have a little girl, I’d’ve laughed in your face.”
“Ha. Yeah, me too.”
“It’s incredible how anyone could go from that life to this one; to go from fighting your way through various jungles and ancient ruins to taking your little girl to school and ballet classes; I don’t know how he did it.”
“You don’t think you could?”
“I don’t think so, no.”
“Me neither.” He says. You can feel him gazing at you. You look up from Cassie to find him staring at you, lovingly.
“Besides, I prefer us just the way we are.” You smile.
“Me too.” He replies, tucking your hair behind your ear.
You lean your head on his should and he plants a kiss of the top of you head.