Thomas Sanders Sides One-shots

Numb (Part 3)

Trigger Warning: mentions of violence, blood and torture. Angst inbound.

Logan paced up and down the room, checking the time frequently with ever growing impatience.

Roman watched the logical trait but couldn't think of any words that might comfort him, he was getting just as worried but he also had to look after Virgil.

Roman glanced down, a sad smile on his face as he looked at where Virgils hands had instinctively grabbed a hold of his clothes.

The anxious trait was still cold but his lips had returned to a more natural shade and he no longer had the appearance of Jack from the end of the Titanic.

"It's been one hour and 27 minutes! Patton shouldn't be taking this long!" Logan exclaimed, his eyes fixed on the door.

"Peek your head out of the door or something. That way you can just quickly dart back in if you see Apathy." Roman said.

Logan frowned and walked over to the door planning on doing exactly that.

When Logan poked his head out of the door the first thing he noticed was the warmth of the corridor.

There was also no signs of Apathy or Patton anywhere that he could see, which didn't make sense as he clearly heard Pattons shout from almost directly outside.

Logan stepped out into the corridor and looked both ways, trying to push away the uncomfortable feeling in his gut.

"Logan?" Roman called, concerned for the trait who seemed to be lost deep in thought.

"It's too warm." Logan muttered and set off towards Virgils room, wanting to double check there as that was the most likely place Apathy could have hidden.

Logan merely glanced into the open door, already knowing that the lack of cold was due to Apathy no longer being present.

His search was more of something to distract himself from the one thought that was running through his mind.

Where was Patton?

Logan ended up searching everywhere, becoming almost frantic when he still couldn't find him anywhere.

Roman sat in the safe room for a little while but eventually grew concerned as he heard Logan muttering to himself. Roman got to his feet, picking Virgil up and carrying him with him out of the room to find Logan.

Logan was standing in the middle of the lounge his body trembling and his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.

"Logan? What's wrong?"

"P... Pattons not here." Logan stated almost stumbling over his words as he admitted that.

"What are you talking about? I'm still here." Said a voice from the doorway and they turned to see Patton with his usual beaming grin.

"Patton? Where were you?" Roman asked in relief.

"Oh, I was just making sure that lowlife couldn't come back to hurt any of you." Patton said with a smile.

Logan looked at Patton for a few seconds his eyes narrowed as he scanned him intently.

"Apathy kissed Virgil." Logan said, not even bothering to acknowledge Romans annoyed huff.

Patton nodded with a small smile "Yes but I stopped him, we're safe now."

Logan walked closer to Patton his gaze calculating as he took in Pattons features.

"you're not Patton." Logan said in a low voice.

"What? Logan, what are you talking about? Of course I am."