The Second Time Around
Title: The Second Time Around
Author: Greens
Rating: PG13
Words: 296
Characters: Sandra/Bennet
Summary: Sandra never imagined that she would have to live the moment twice.
Spoilers: Through 2x11-Powerless
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, Heroes does not belong to me. This makes me sad.
Author's Note: Written for
heroes_contest prompt “Return”
As if her husband’s death hadn’t torn her apart so that nothing in the universe could put her back together. As if feeling her heart shatter into a million tiny, unmendable pieces wasn’t the worst feeling in the world. As if the first time wasn’t hard enough, Sandra had to stand there and relive the moment again.
His face looked the same. She imagined it would have been paler if the man standing before her was a ghost. But he was real, living, breathing, alive. He had returned to them, just as Claire had returned to them months earlier. Life springing from death. It was a true miracle.
Bennet spoke almost calmly, but it sounded nearly like he was talking underwater to Sandra. It was like being in a bad dream.
She was catatonic, managing only once to speak his name through the tears that choked her. Even if she had been given the moment to say goodbye to her husband, Sandra wasn’t sure if she would have been able to find the words.
Still, when he brushed his fingers through hers on his way out the door, and out of their lives for what she knew would be the last time, Sandra wanted to grab hold of him in a desperate attempt to make him stay. Instead, she kept a forward stare, completely drained from the experience. She couldn’t even turn to see him go, only hearing the door catch as is shut behind him.
Sandra had thought that hearing Noah was dead was the worst moment of her life, but she was wrong. Knowing he was alive and having to pretend he wasn’t, was a hundred times worse. And in what was left of her broken heart, she knew that this pain would never heal.
Author: Greens
Rating: PG13
Words: 296
Characters: Sandra/Bennet
Summary: Sandra never imagined that she would have to live the moment twice.
Spoilers: Through 2x11-Powerless
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, Heroes does not belong to me. This makes me sad.
Author's Note: Written for
heroes_contest prompt “Return”
As if her husband’s death hadn’t torn her apart so that nothing in the universe could put her back together. As if feeling her heart shatter into a million tiny, unmendable pieces wasn’t the worst feeling in the world. As if the first time wasn’t hard enough, Sandra had to stand there and relive the moment again.
His face looked the same. She imagined it would have been paler if the man standing before her was a ghost. But he was real, living, breathing, alive. He had returned to them, just as Claire had returned to them months earlier. Life springing from death. It was a true miracle.
Bennet spoke almost calmly, but it sounded nearly like he was talking underwater to Sandra. It was like being in a bad dream.
She was catatonic, managing only once to speak his name through the tears that choked her. Even if she had been given the moment to say goodbye to her husband, Sandra wasn’t sure if she would have been able to find the words.
Still, when he brushed his fingers through hers on his way out the door, and out of their lives for what she knew would be the last time, Sandra wanted to grab hold of him in a desperate attempt to make him stay. Instead, she kept a forward stare, completely drained from the experience. She couldn’t even turn to see him go, only hearing the door catch as is shut behind him.
Sandra had thought that hearing Noah was dead was the worst moment of her life, but she was wrong. Knowing he was alive and having to pretend he wasn’t, was a hundred times worse. And in what was left of her broken heart, she knew that this pain would never heal.