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[gabriel_tam]

It's just before three when he arrives at the docks. He's been circumspect; no one knows he's here.

He walks past several storage bays before slowing to a stop in front of Bay Nineteen, peering in. There's a blue-shrouded boxlike shape inside.

Gabriel Tam steps into the shadow and waits.

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[aj_crawley]

Wordlessly, Crowley turns, pulling on the lever that sends the lid of the cryo-unit gliding back with a hissss.

With a nod, he motions to Gabriel to sit on the edge, as he starts piecing together the pressure-injector.

"I'll send a wave to your wife, before we leave. You're with me, still on-planet - negotiations, at a private getaway I have, outside capital city."

[gabriel_tam]

He's nearly gritting his teeth as he sits down, but he manages a nod.

It's too sterile, not unlike a certain room that he's resigned himself to never forgetting.

"That should do well enough."

[aj_crawley]

Silent, as he rolls up Gabriel's crisp white shirt-sleeve, and places the tip of the injector in the crook of the man's elbow.

"I'm doing this so I won't hurt you, Tam. To stop myself."

His thumb presses down.

"She wouldn't forgive me if I did."

[gabriel_tam]

It's the last thing he hears before the sedative takes effect.

Gabriel Tam slides into unconsciousness with the knowledge that he's placed himself in the hands of a being who would see him harmed... and that it's his daughter's love that keeps him safe now.

Even as the drug takes effect, he's not unaware of the bitter irony.