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Title: Drowning
author: jmaria
rating: PG-13
fandom: Supernatural
challenge: #031 fortune cookie fortunes
Disclaimer: I own them all, honest I do. Ok, so I don’t.
Words: 200
summary: It’s easy to slip under.
note: okay, the fortune didn’t come from a cookie - it came from an Italian chocolate called Baci. But it was better than the one fortune cookie fortune I found.
Drowning
We drown in a sea of kisses, to resurface in a sea of passion.
Kit read the fortune before she went to bed. Maybe that had been the problem. It opened up countless impossibilities. She wasn’t going to do that again. Until she got a good look at the vamp that bust down her hotel room door. She scrambled for her nightstand, but her legs got caught in the stiff sheets.
And then her would be killer got shot. She shoved her hair out of her eyes and stared at the good looking guy standing in her decimated doorway. With a shotgun. She would’ve used a stake, but she was from Sunnydale. Kit shook her head, and lunged for the stake while the vamp was distracted by it’s not so mortal wounds. She was ready to when the blond crashed heavily into her.
“Oof!”
“Aw, damn, Sammy!”
“Name’s not Sammy,” Kit groaned, pushing herself up. Then she got an up close look, “Oh my loins. . .”
The brunette chased the vamp off, and Kit remembered her fortune. The blond smirked at her, and Kit knew she was in serious danger of drowning. Oh but what a way to go.