|Sunrises, Sunsets, and Precut Muffins
Author: EstiRose PM
Ziggy and the team try to deal with the results of his actions during a day. Part of the "Harder to be Brave" storyline. Mentions of suicidal ideation.Rated: Fiction T - English - Ziggy G. - Chapters: 5 - Words: 7,251 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 9 - Published: 02-17-11 - Status: Complete - id: 6754439
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Note: This is the last of the "Harder To Be Brave/Easier to Hide" stories. There will be notes at the end regarding certain things in this story/storyline, including its future.
Sunrises, Sunsets and Precut Muffins
"You know, somehow I don't think you're supposed to be up here." Dillon's dry voice was no surprise to Ziggy; he'd expected someone to notice he was up here. Mostly because Dr. K had put him on suicide watch, and Scott had agreed, and so he bet that they were keeping tabs on him. Not leaving him alone.
Dillon had left him alone, but Dillon was a loner himself, and he didn't hold to everything Dr. K or Scott said.
That being said, Ziggy had to admit that it probably wasn't the best idea to leave him alone; he had spent a good minute or two wondering if a fall from the roof would kill him, at least fast enough so that nobody could rescue him. And realizing that it wouldn't work.
For people who had been pissed off that he, Ziggy Grover, was now Ranger Green, they certainly had been shocked that he'd chosen to die. Flynn, in particular, looked like he wanted Ziggy tied up and away from danger.
Ziggy was pretty good at keeping himself out of danger, actually. And it wasn't like his reasoning hadn't been sound when it came to killing himself; he refused to be miserable in a job that was pretty much 24/7. For that matter, a job he couldn't quit. Why had he even decided to try morphing, anyway? It was like when he'd put it on his wrist, it had made sense to pull the handle, even though he'd half-figured that he wasn't a suitable candidate.
"Hey, a guy can't want to see a sunrise?" Ziggy asked, smiling. "I mean, after all that's happened, isn't it traditional to have long, angsty speeches about what I've nearly lost?" Never mind that he'd been considering if the fall could kill him not a few minutes before.
"Not when that guy sneaks off to the roof while he's still considered suicidal."
Ziggy shrugged. "Okay, maybe I wanted a few minutes alone." That part was true, he thought, as Dillon sat down next to him.
"Yeah, well, this is as close as you're going to get," Dillon said. "Scott tells me that he's taking over in half an hour, and I don't think you want him to find you here."
"Um. No." He wasn't sure how Scott would react to finding him up there, but he was sure that wouldn't be pretty. "You know, someone in this place must be into really interesting stuff. I ran across a pair of manacles the other day…."
"I don't want to know." Dillon cut his rambling off, but then again, Dillon's tolerance for such things fluctuated sometimes.
"In any case, maybe I should go downstairs. Before Scott notices." He wasn't sure why the others were reacting like they were, but he wanted to have some dignity in this whole thing while someone else managed to convince the Rangers he was all right.
"Good idea," Dillon said, and Ziggy scampered up, heading downstairs.