SPN drabble: Coming in from the cold
Title: Coming in from the cold
Author: maharetr
Rating/Genre/word count: G/Gen/100
Characters: Ellen, mentions of Jo.
Warning/Spoilers: Implied character death/set in the latter part of season two.
Written as part of mini_nanowrimo \o/.
The jeans on the line are so dry they’re bleached white down one side, but Ellen had left them hanging. Overlooked in the packing post-argument they were a reminder, like every postcard she’d tacked to the Roadhouse wall, that Jo was still out there, equally laughing and sulking, alive.
Ellen goes and sits on the back stoop, watching the jeans sway in the evening breeze. There haven’t been any postcards, not for months now, and all the passers-through shrug or shake their heads.
It’s long after dark before she can steel herself to bring the jeans in from the line.
Author: maharetr
Rating/Genre/word count: G/Gen/100
Characters: Ellen, mentions of Jo.
Warning/Spoilers: Implied character death/set in the latter part of season two.
Written as part of mini_nanowrimo \o/.
The jeans on the line are so dry they’re bleached white down one side, but Ellen had left them hanging. Overlooked in the packing post-argument they were a reminder, like every postcard she’d tacked to the Roadhouse wall, that Jo was still out there, equally laughing and sulking, alive.
Ellen goes and sits on the back stoop, watching the jeans sway in the evening breeze. There haven’t been any postcards, not for months now, and all the passers-through shrug or shake their heads.
It’s long after dark before she can steel herself to bring the jeans in from the line.