the devil's bride - PG, hettigriswolfSeptember 17 2010, 12:46:42 UTC
She didn't mean to. She didn't want to. The devil got in her and took her away, and she didn't, she wouldn't, it was the devil. It had to be the devil.
(Joey and Kat, her beloved and her best friend, they're next, they'll pay, the traitors and betrayers, they'll pay, just as soon as the children are taken from this horrible place.)
And no, no, her babies, they're so still and so gray, slumped in the bathtube, her babies, her babies, her whole world, she didn't, she couldn't, no.
She screams and sobs, runs from the house, to the bridge, that bridge her parents had told her to never play on, and she screams some more, still sobbing.
She doesn't jump. She didn't kill her children, and she doesn't jump.
filled -- UnfaithfulsandymgJune 14 2010, 01:27:13 UTC
UnfaithfulSam sneaks out of the room with a last look at Dean lying awkwardly on the bed. His body is splayed out like someone not used to lying down. Not used to a bed. Dean says he doesn’t remember what Hell was like. Sam knows only thing for certain. They didn’t have beds
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Safety is Relative 1/2tahirireJune 21 2010, 02:45:44 UTC
Dean doesn't just move right in.
That would be presumptive, and weird, and not just a little pathetic. He has the beer. They talk. She cries, and she says she doesn't know what she's crying for. He tells her it's okay, and then he wipes a hand over his face and laughs bitterly. She understands. He tells her goodnight. She begs him not to go, and he says it won't be far, or for long, if that's okay with her. She looks afraid, but she nods her consent.
He drives back to the motel and gets lit.
She comes and finds him two days later, staring blankly at I Love Lucy reruns with his .45 in one hand and a bottle in the other, and she doesn't say a word. She picks up the remote, flicks the TV off, sets the gun on the bedside table, hauls him forward, and aims him at the shower
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Re: Safety is Relative 2/2tahirireJune 21 2010, 02:46:06 UTC
Lisa goes jogging early every morning, and she does most of her deep thinking then. It's been weeks since Dean showed up on her doorstep. He comes around a lot, but he's not ready for more than that, not yet
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“Mom” had never been real to Sam until this very moment. This was Mom from the night of her death and flames still flickered on the edge of Sam’s vision even though the fire around her was gone. He wanted to say he remembered her, remembered her yellow hair, her brilliant eyes, her sadly sweet smile. But he couldn’t-because he really didn’t.
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry, too,” he wanted to say, sorry I don’t remember you, sorry I don’t want to spend the rest of my life chasing the thing that killed you, sorry I don’t know you enough to need vengeance for you.
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Joseph Welch: "Constance would never do that. She'd never hurt her own children."
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(Joey and Kat, her beloved and her best friend, they're next, they'll pay, the traitors and betrayers, they'll pay, just as soon as the children are taken from this horrible place.)
And no, no, her babies, they're so still and so gray, slumped in the bathtube, her babies, her babies, her whole world, she didn't, she couldn't, no.
She screams and sobs, runs from the house, to the bridge, that bridge her parents had told her to never play on, and she screams some more, still sobbing.
She doesn't jump. She didn't kill her children, and she doesn't jump.
The devil pushed her over the edge.
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Anyway, yay! Poor Constance. O.o
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Another chip of what was once Sam flaking away and drifting into the night fog.
REALLY, really powerful line. Just what I was looking for. Thanks for kicking off the new com right!! *pops cork and pours the bubbly*
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"No. Not normal. Safe."
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That would be presumptive, and weird, and not just a little pathetic. He has the beer. They talk. She cries, and she says she doesn't know what she's crying for. He tells her it's okay, and then he wipes a hand over his face and laughs bitterly. She understands. He tells her goodnight. She begs him not to go, and he says it won't be far, or for long, if that's okay with her. She looks afraid, but she nods her consent.
He drives back to the motel and gets lit.
She comes and finds him two days later, staring blankly at I Love Lucy reruns with his .45 in one hand and a bottle in the other, and she doesn't say a word. She picks up the remote, flicks the TV off, sets the gun on the bedside table, hauls him forward, and aims him at the shower ( ... )
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I loved Lisa's answer to her neighbor!
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“I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry, too,” he wanted to say, sorry I don’t remember you, sorry I don’t want to spend the rest of my life chasing the thing that killed you, sorry I don’t know you enough to need vengeance for you.
Why would his mother say she was sorry to him?
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