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Rumor's Confirmed	By : Acaciarose Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1976 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When Roark looked up at the table, he saw that his Grandfather's face and those of the Durin's had gone very pale at his description. It was only after a few centons of silence, once they had realized that he had finished, that they cleared their throats. "When were you told that Riddle, Bellatrix, and Ardyn were dead? That you had killed Riddle?"
"Here. On Caprica. In the Life Center," he answered. "The first time I remember waking...or barely remember as the case may be. I don't think anything actually stuck with me until after the third and fourth times I woke. Not until I was less drugged and far more coherent of the people and things around me. I very vaguely remember different people being in the room, of them talking to me at different times." He stopped here and looked thoughtful as he tried to remember. "I think...the very first time I woke, Admiral Roark, Commander Thorin, and Lt. Commander Dacian were there."
"We were."
His head tilted a bit. "It seemed to me...As I think about it, none of you were very happy with me, and I just couldn't figure out what I had done. Vaguely I remember asking what had happened."
A snort came from Dacian. "To say we were 'unhappy' with you at that moment, young man would have been a vast understatement."
"Definitely," came from the Admiral in question who, even now, was looking at Roark with a look he himself had only ever seen on him when he was scolding his sons, his nephews, or any of the many grandchildren he had for whatever trouble they had gotten into.
"YOU, young man, are in a great deal of trouble. We are going to be having a very long, very detailed discussion about this new penchant of yours," Thorin told him in a tone that had him arching a brow. "And just so you are aware, Bilbo wants a word or two with you." He smiled when Roark's face went a bit pale...or paler as the case may be, at that. "Yes, exactly."
"Are we to gather then you have no idea what we told you?" Dacian asked him.
He shook his head. "I remember being told something, but not exactly what. The second time I remember waking, Sebastien, Robin, Harry, and Rabastan were there. I also remember that they were all QUITE unhappy with me. I also remember, instead of them using the i.v. ports, they were sticking me with more needles than I ever have been before."
Hearing chuckling from the far side of the table, he turned to look at him. "Yes, Sebastien? Fun, was it?" came archly.
"Indeed," he said in answer. "In fact, it was the most fun we'd had in caring for a critical patient."
"ANOTHER discussion, Sebastien?"
"Oh no, Roark, no discussions, but I definitely see more needles in your immediate future."
"Of COURSE, you do," came wryly with a half grin. "Then there was the third time I woke. Raph and Schy were sitting with me--"
"It was our turn for Roark watch," Schyler interrupted with a grin. "Harry was exhausted and Rabastan demanded that they go home for the night. He needed to get some sleep before he ended up in the bed next to yours."
Roark wasn't able to suppress the snort that escaped him that time, which then prompted him to raise a hand to his chest, where he could feel the bandaging beneath his uniform shirt. "Roark watch? Seriously?" he looked at each of the Durins at the table, read their expressions, and a frown began to form...something was...off.
"Look, I know I can be a bit reckless about some things, but seriously? Roark watch? Given the condition I was in, just what in the name of Kobol were you all expecting me to do?"
"Ah, now there is the mystery, aye Roark?" came from Lt. Commander Roark Durin, "Given some of the things you were apparently saying in your fevered dreams...it was decided none of us were willing to risk an answer too, hence your brothers near collapse from exhaustion as he refused to leave you."
He looked at him in surprise. "Um...why?" he asked, head tilting just slightly as he met Roark's sapphire gaze. "What was I saying that had Harry...that had all of you so worried?"
"Gentlemen, please. Can we get back to that matter at hand?"
"Yes, of course, Commander Stewart," Gabriel said with a slight grin. "You'll have to forgive us, Sir. We're rather...protective of him, and of his brother. Especially now that he has shown this incredible lack of good sense by throwing himself in front of very sharp, very deadly weapons."
Laughter followed those words. "THAT, Gabriel Durin, would be an understatement if EVER I have heard one, but do stop rubbing the poor boy's nose in it. I do believe he now understands he is in for more than a few lectures on the subject with each and every one of you. Damn, you Durins and your overprotective instincts of people you care about," he told them and heard their answering laughter as his eyes now returned to Roark.
Bright silver eyes held both wry amusement and even warmer affectionate regard for the Durin men sitting at the table. "So, Lt. Roark, Raphael, and Schyler told you...what?"
"That I had killed Tom Riddle, Sir. That Rodolphus had killed Ardyn, and finally, that Rabastan had killed Bellatrix when she moved against Rodolphus after I had gone down."
"Tell us this, Lieutenant. Everyone seems to believe that the Terminator killed Captain Ardyn solely in your defense, but are you really sure about that? Are you, as you sit there, absolutely positive that he did not kill him for a completely different reason? Did you not say, Lieutenant, that you remember next to nothing about what happened in that warehouse, and even less about the conversations in the Life Center?"
There was a sudden, very strong flare of anger that lit his silver eyes, but once again it was quickly controlled when he felt more than a few answering flares of worry. He turned his head, eyes locking on the man who had spoken so snidely.
"I also believe I said, Sir, that once I was less drugged and far more coherent, the memory of some of those conversations returned. Are you, Lt. Colonel Aubrey, perhaps hinting that MAJOR Rodolphus killed Ardyn not to protect me, but because he was jealous?"
"WAS he, Lieutenant? DID he?" came back just as snidely as when he had first spoken.
"Rodolphus, Sir, had absolutely no reason to be jealous when it came to Ardyn, or anyone else. So no, Major Rodolphus did not kill Ardyn because he was obsessed with me," he said, a touch of sharpness to his tone. "And trust me, Lt. Colonel, it WAS an obsession. I had never, at any time given Ardyn any reason to believe that I had any kind of interest in him, other than--"
"SO, you don't believe that those so-called dinner dates with him were not leading him to believe that you were interested in him?"
Roark went very still. "I," he began, his tone going cool, tightly controlled as his anger began to flare again, "do not see how they would have. We never spoke of anything more personal than the past. His time aboard the Galactica as my grandfather's Strike Commander, his fellow pilots at that time, his friendship with many of the Durins, with my Uncle, Apollo. When he DID try to turn it in that direction, I made it very clear I had been down that road before with Lt. Mason on Virgon, and I was not going to go down that road again.
"I also made it very clear from the onset of those dinners he asked me out on that they were going to be nothing more than two colleges having something to eat after work, talking about what we had done for the day. Nothing more than two friends...and even THAT was a huge question as at that time we believed him to be our major leak and therefore was quite possibly the one to murder Major Kale. Dolph, SIR, knows that my feelings were for him, and him alone."
"I see," he looked down, breaking their eye contact, wrote something down in the folder that lay open before him. "Very well then, what of Rodolphus Lestrange, Lieutenant? You were aware that the knife that was pulled from your chest had poison on it? Tell me, were you also aware that the antidote to the poison was found in the pocket of your jacket? An antidote that Healer-Colonel Severus was still attempting to make?"
"I was told. If you are trying to ask me if Rodolphus routinely poisoned his blades, the answer would be no. Dolph never saw a reason to use poisons. His kills were always quick, as he knew exactly where to strike a person for the maximum of damage. Now, if you were to ask me if he suspected that ARDYN was using poison, then the answer would be yes, especially as we had discussed it on several occasions." His head turned then. "Healer-Colonel Severus, Doctor-Lt. Colonel Sebastien?"
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