Flashpoint fic: Web of Memories (Ed/Sophia, Clark, PG)
Title: Web of Memories
Word Count: 500.
Characters: Ed/Sophia, Clark.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: A spider leads Ed to a box full of memories.
Written for: flashpoint_sru, prompt #14 Mistake.
Disclaimer: I don't own Flashpoint.
Beta: The great lillyg, who also gave me the title. Thanks, hon!
Author's note:: This was inspired by eviltwin and lillyg's challenge about fear and spiders, but I couldn't come up with anything *pokes herself* except this, which has a spider in it but is not really about fear. :)
Web of Memories
“Why are we doing this again?” Clark asked, opening a new box and taking out the things that had been packed.
Ed looked around, at the messy garage, full of boxes and memories. “Because it’s my free day… and because we should have done this like ages ago.”
It seemed that his son saw the same disorder he did. “Okay…”
“C’mon, hand me that box.”
Clark did what his father had asked him. The box looked familiar. Ed carefully opened it and looked inside. “Well, hello there…” There was a little spider there; apparently, it’d made the box its home. He reached for a newspaper but Clark had another idea.
“Dad, no! Don’t kill it!”
“I won’t, buddy, don’t worry…” Ed immediately assured him. “Look, why don’t you let her get out through the window?”
A smile spread over Clark’s lips. He grabbed the newspaper from Ed’s hands and offered it for the spider to walk towards it. Once the little animal was on the paper, he went to the window and let it escape.
“Hey, no need to freak out but I’ve got another box here…” Sophia said, coming towards her husband with more stuff for everyone to check.
He didn’t answer, as he was lost in the pictures that were at the bottom of the box. She was in her white wedding dress; he was in his black tuxedo. They were ready to share their lives forever. Their complicated routine made them forget about those perfect moments most of the time, even if bringing the magic back was something they worked on every day. Ed usually came home feeling tired and stressed and Sophia took care of him and his pain with endless love and protection.
Her face lightened when she came close and saw the pictures. “Oh, I thought we’d lost these… When we made our wedding book, I couldn’t find them.” Her eyes landed on a particular item in the image. “I remember my mother said it was a mistake for me to pick a yellow sunflower bouquet, like she did when she married my dad…”
“But you chose the lavender flowers.”
“I did… and never regretted it… Just like most of the things she told me I would.” She was so sure of her life. Ed could see it in her smile, the sweet and intimate look in her face. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have her by his side.
Clark’s voice came up as he came over them and went through the pictures, too. He was staring at one of Sophia before she walked down the aisle. “It’s great, Mom. You looked beautiful.”
The picture brought up so many memories, so many feelings that Ed almost felt like he was fading into the joy of the scene. Taking a deep breath, he turned to his wife and looked into her clear eyes. “You did look beautiful. And you still do.”
A second later, he sealed his words with a butterfly kiss.
The End.
Word Count: 500.
Characters: Ed/Sophia, Clark.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: A spider leads Ed to a box full of memories.
Written for: flashpoint_sru, prompt #14 Mistake.
Disclaimer: I don't own Flashpoint.
Beta: The great lillyg, who also gave me the title. Thanks, hon!
Author's note:: This was inspired by eviltwin and lillyg's challenge about fear and spiders, but I couldn't come up with anything *pokes herself* except this, which has a spider in it but is not really about fear. :)
Web of Memories
“Why are we doing this again?” Clark asked, opening a new box and taking out the things that had been packed.
Ed looked around, at the messy garage, full of boxes and memories. “Because it’s my free day… and because we should have done this like ages ago.”
It seemed that his son saw the same disorder he did. “Okay…”
“C’mon, hand me that box.”
Clark did what his father had asked him. The box looked familiar. Ed carefully opened it and looked inside. “Well, hello there…” There was a little spider there; apparently, it’d made the box its home. He reached for a newspaper but Clark had another idea.
“Dad, no! Don’t kill it!”
“I won’t, buddy, don’t worry…” Ed immediately assured him. “Look, why don’t you let her get out through the window?”
A smile spread over Clark’s lips. He grabbed the newspaper from Ed’s hands and offered it for the spider to walk towards it. Once the little animal was on the paper, he went to the window and let it escape.
“Hey, no need to freak out but I’ve got another box here…” Sophia said, coming towards her husband with more stuff for everyone to check.
He didn’t answer, as he was lost in the pictures that were at the bottom of the box. She was in her white wedding dress; he was in his black tuxedo. They were ready to share their lives forever. Their complicated routine made them forget about those perfect moments most of the time, even if bringing the magic back was something they worked on every day. Ed usually came home feeling tired and stressed and Sophia took care of him and his pain with endless love and protection.
Her face lightened when she came close and saw the pictures. “Oh, I thought we’d lost these… When we made our wedding book, I couldn’t find them.” Her eyes landed on a particular item in the image. “I remember my mother said it was a mistake for me to pick a yellow sunflower bouquet, like she did when she married my dad…”
“But you chose the lavender flowers.”
“I did… and never regretted it… Just like most of the things she told me I would.” She was so sure of her life. Ed could see it in her smile, the sweet and intimate look in her face. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have her by his side.
Clark’s voice came up as he came over them and went through the pictures, too. He was staring at one of Sophia before she walked down the aisle. “It’s great, Mom. You looked beautiful.”
The picture brought up so many memories, so many feelings that Ed almost felt like he was fading into the joy of the scene. Taking a deep breath, he turned to his wife and looked into her clear eyes. “You did look beautiful. And you still do.”
A second later, he sealed his words with a butterfly kiss.
The End.