supernatural crossover
The day Tate knows he loves Violet is the day she hits Constance with a double barreled shotgun blast of rock salt, and sends the old woman screaming into the night. Standing over her baby brother’s crib, parents frozen in shock in the corner, she reloads calmly and steps over the ring of salt, careful not to smudge the line with her combat boots.
Vivien screams as he appears and grabs her daughter by the hair, pulling her out into the hall and towards the staircase, but despite being the one who’s being dragged, Violet is quiet. The gun clatters to the ground and her hands curl around his wrist, trying to hold herself up and keep her balance as they go down the steps. Her grin is like a scar in the dark.
The basement door slams behind them. There aren’t any more ghosts left for him to feed her to. She’s systematically burned the remains of every last one. Her hair is coming in white from all the things she’s seen. He should kill her.
The minute she has her footing back she shoves him against the wall, and kisses him for all she’s worth.
Vivien screams as he appears and grabs her daughter by the hair, pulling her out into the hall and towards the staircase, but despite being the one who’s being dragged, Violet is quiet. The gun clatters to the ground and her hands curl around his wrist, trying to hold herself up and keep her balance as they go down the steps. Her grin is like a scar in the dark.
The basement door slams behind them. There aren’t any more ghosts left for him to feed her to. She’s systematically burned the remains of every last one. Her hair is coming in white from all the things she’s seen. He should kill her.
The minute she has her footing back she shoves him against the wall, and kisses him for all she’s worth.