FIC: "Six More Days of Rain," Ashley Magnus
Title: Six More Days of Rain
Author: geonncannon
Fandom: Sanctuary
Word Count: 625
Category: Missing scene
Spoilers: The Five, Instinct
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me!
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Prompt by myfloralbonnet, using the line quoted in the summary. Amy Saunders is the weathergirl from the episode "Instinct" played by Rekha Sharma.
Summary: In a town that's cold and gray/We will have a sunny day Missing scene set post-The Five.
Ashley left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her, leaving her long hair free so it could air-dry. It was her fifth shower, after a long ride in the rain. She still felt a little dirty, but wrangling with four different abnormals in the space of two hours would do that to a person. She turned the TV on as she passed. She wasn't really interested in anything that would be on; she just wanted the white noise. She crawled into bed and rested against the pillows, staring at the ceiling. All she could think about was the revelation dropped on her like a lead weight.
John Druitt was her father. The thing that Gross scrapes off its shoe before coming inside the house, and her mother had... She shuddered at the thought. She knew her mother had made some questionable choices when it came to lovers. Some guys were skeevy, others were just plain peculiar. And judging by the way some "old friends" acted around her, Ashley was fairly sure a couple of women had shared her mother's bed. That wasn't too big a surprise; considering the guys available, sometimes it was hard not to take a look at the other team.
But Jack the damn Ripper?
The weather came on, and Ashley flicked her eyes over to the screen. Amy Saunders in her cheery red blazer, plastered-on smile, and the cartoon weather map behind her. Ashley pulled the pillow closer to prop herself against the headboard as she watched. "We've got another cold front coming in later tonight and that's going to mean, yes, more rain, I'm afraid..."
The Weekend Weather Watch was Ashley's dirty little secret. She didn't much care about the weather; abnormals went just as crazy in wet weather as they did in hot. And the leather she and her mother wore wasn't a fashion statement, it protected them from getting flayed. So she didn't need to know what the weather would be like. She liked watching Amy.
It wasn't obvious, but she could tell Amy wasn't happy being a weathergirl. She hid it well, but Ashley could see it in her eyes. At the end when all the anchors were sitting at the big desk, Ashley saw the envy in Amy's posture when the main anchorwoman was speaking. But she put on that fake smile, told people to take umbrellas to the bus stop in the morning, and cheerfully bid people goodnight at the end of her broadcast.
Ashley looked out the window. Still raining, and more to come. She wondered if her mother was downstairs with two cups of tea, waiting for her to come down so they could talk things out. She didn't plan on having that talk tonight. She slipped out of bed and walked to the window. She could feel the cool air coming through the cracks in the window and she hugged herself against it.
If "the Fabulous Amy" could suck it up and get through the weather report every night, then Ashley could put aside her anger and hurt. If her mother needed her to do something, if she needed backup, then Ashley would be there for her no matter what. It would be easy and, before long, it wouldn't be any effort at all. No matter who her father was, she knew her mother well. Druitt wouldn't change what they had. She wouldn't let him have that much power.
Behind her, she heard Amy say, "Hang in there, folks. This dreariness is going to hang on for a little bit longer, but then there'll be sunny skies. Promise."
"Here's hoping," Ashley said. She pulled the curtains closed and went to get dressed before going downstairs. Her tea was probably getting cold.
Author: geonncannon
Fandom: Sanctuary
Word Count: 625
Category: Missing scene
Spoilers: The Five, Instinct
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me!
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Prompt by myfloralbonnet, using the line quoted in the summary. Amy Saunders is the weathergirl from the episode "Instinct" played by Rekha Sharma.
Summary: In a town that's cold and gray/We will have a sunny day Missing scene set post-The Five.
Ashley left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her, leaving her long hair free so it could air-dry. It was her fifth shower, after a long ride in the rain. She still felt a little dirty, but wrangling with four different abnormals in the space of two hours would do that to a person. She turned the TV on as she passed. She wasn't really interested in anything that would be on; she just wanted the white noise. She crawled into bed and rested against the pillows, staring at the ceiling. All she could think about was the revelation dropped on her like a lead weight.
John Druitt was her father. The thing that Gross scrapes off its shoe before coming inside the house, and her mother had... She shuddered at the thought. She knew her mother had made some questionable choices when it came to lovers. Some guys were skeevy, others were just plain peculiar. And judging by the way some "old friends" acted around her, Ashley was fairly sure a couple of women had shared her mother's bed. That wasn't too big a surprise; considering the guys available, sometimes it was hard not to take a look at the other team.
But Jack the damn Ripper?
The weather came on, and Ashley flicked her eyes over to the screen. Amy Saunders in her cheery red blazer, plastered-on smile, and the cartoon weather map behind her. Ashley pulled the pillow closer to prop herself against the headboard as she watched. "We've got another cold front coming in later tonight and that's going to mean, yes, more rain, I'm afraid..."
The Weekend Weather Watch was Ashley's dirty little secret. She didn't much care about the weather; abnormals went just as crazy in wet weather as they did in hot. And the leather she and her mother wore wasn't a fashion statement, it protected them from getting flayed. So she didn't need to know what the weather would be like. She liked watching Amy.
It wasn't obvious, but she could tell Amy wasn't happy being a weathergirl. She hid it well, but Ashley could see it in her eyes. At the end when all the anchors were sitting at the big desk, Ashley saw the envy in Amy's posture when the main anchorwoman was speaking. But she put on that fake smile, told people to take umbrellas to the bus stop in the morning, and cheerfully bid people goodnight at the end of her broadcast.
Ashley looked out the window. Still raining, and more to come. She wondered if her mother was downstairs with two cups of tea, waiting for her to come down so they could talk things out. She didn't plan on having that talk tonight. She slipped out of bed and walked to the window. She could feel the cool air coming through the cracks in the window and she hugged herself against it.
If "the Fabulous Amy" could suck it up and get through the weather report every night, then Ashley could put aside her anger and hurt. If her mother needed her to do something, if she needed backup, then Ashley would be there for her no matter what. It would be easy and, before long, it wouldn't be any effort at all. No matter who her father was, she knew her mother well. Druitt wouldn't change what they had. She wouldn't let him have that much power.
Behind her, she heard Amy say, "Hang in there, folks. This dreariness is going to hang on for a little bit longer, but then there'll be sunny skies. Promise."
"Here's hoping," Ashley said. She pulled the curtains closed and went to get dressed before going downstairs. Her tea was probably getting cold.