Save Tonight, Haven, Duke Crocker/Audrey Parker/Nathan Wuornos, possessionmonimalaJanuary 20 2013, 16:22:58 UTC
Slight spoilers for season three finale.
She doesn’t want to leave her boys. Ever. It’s this wild panic in the pit of her stomach, telling her to hold on to them, to dig in her heels and her nails and refuse to go anywhere. But, somehow, she makes herself say “Goodnight” and turn toward the door. She’ll go upstairs, she’ll lie awake and she’ll wait for the meteor shower to seal her fate. There is nothing left for her but the inevitable.
Because Audrey Parker is practical and self-contained and unselfish. Because she doesn’t belong to herself, even if Nathan and Duke will always belong to her. Because asking them for what she really wants tonight might just be asking too much. Stay with me. Don’t let me go. Help me forget that it’s my last night on Earth.But, as usual, Duke knows what she wants without her having to put it into words. He knows her better angels, and her worse ones, too. He’s the first to cross the room, to stop her hand on the knob and stroke the backs of her fingers. He rests his chin on her shoulder. His hair
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Re: Save Tonight, Haven, Duke Crocker/Audrey Parker/Nathan Wuornos, possessionmonimalaJanuary 20 2013, 19:13:14 UTC
You're welcome! I'm so glad your prompt got my brain moving, because I've been itching to write something since the finale aired! Thanks for the kind comments! :)
She doesn’t want to leave her boys. Ever. It’s this wild panic in the pit of her stomach, telling her to hold on to them, to dig in her heels and her nails and refuse to go anywhere. But, somehow, she makes herself say “Goodnight” and turn toward the door. She’ll go upstairs, she’ll lie awake and she’ll wait for the meteor shower to seal her fate. There is nothing left for her but the inevitable.
Because Audrey Parker is practical and self-contained and unselfish. Because she doesn’t belong to herself, even if Nathan and Duke will always belong to her. Because asking them for what she really wants tonight might just be asking too much. Stay with me. Don’t let me go. Help me forget that it’s my last night on Earth.But, as usual, Duke knows what she wants without her having to put it into words. He knows her better angels, and her worse ones, too. He’s the first to cross the room, to stop her hand on the knob and stroke the backs of her fingers. He rests his chin on her shoulder. His hair ( ... )
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*applauds*
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