After working with both groups of kids on his own, not wanting to disappoint them, Lincoln had called Jyn's phone with a dark feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach, expecting it to go to that awful pre-recorded message that would tell him his friend's phone was no longer in service. Such an innocuous recording that says so much.
But the call had connected and he'd listened to the ringing until it went to Jyn's voicemail, where he had left a message, asking her to call him back. With that done, he'd called Cassian, and it's because his call to Jyn had connected that hearing that recorded message after dialing Cassian's number hits him so hard. He calls Jyn twice more, then decides to give her space until the next day, and when she still doesn't answer, he goes to her house.
Whether or not she wants to see him doesn't matter. He's not leaving her alone in this.
What he expects to find is Jyn sitting in the dark of her home, possibly drinking, but what he finds instead is her little dog barking furiously at what looks like a rock in the yard. He crosses the yard, looking at the rock, knowing it wasn't there the last time he was out here and he stares at it for a long moment before he realizes what it is.
Lifting, his arms straining a little, Lincoln pushes up the hatch. The hinges move easily, too easily he worries, and he peers down into the dark below. Sprinkles is finally quiet beside him, sniffing the air that comes out of the cave below and Lincoln drops into a crouch so he can get a better look inside.
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After working with both groups of kids on his own, not wanting to disappoint them, Lincoln had called Jyn's phone with a dark feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach, expecting it to go to that awful pre-recorded message that would tell him his friend's phone was no longer in service. Such an innocuous recording that says so much.
But the call had connected and he'd listened to the ringing until it went to Jyn's voicemail, where he had left a message, asking her to call him back. With that done, he'd called Cassian, and it's because his call to Jyn had connected that hearing that recorded message after dialing Cassian's number hits him so hard. He calls Jyn twice more, then decides to give her space until the next day, and when she still doesn't answer, he goes to her house.
Whether or not she wants to see him doesn't matter. He's not leaving her alone in this.
What he expects to find is Jyn sitting in the dark of her home, possibly drinking, but what he finds instead is her little dog barking furiously at what looks like a rock in the yard. He crosses the yard, looking at the rock, knowing it wasn't there the last time he was out here and he stares at it for a long moment before he realizes what it is.
Lifting, his arms straining a little, Lincoln pushes up the hatch. The hinges move easily, too easily he worries, and he peers down into the dark below. Sprinkles is finally quiet beside him, sniffing the air that comes out of the cave below and Lincoln drops into a crouch so he can get a better look inside.
"Jyn?"