'Moments' Timeline
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mtemplar_ficAs promised, here's a timeline for the 'Moments' stories - because I am idiotic enough to set stories within a story and expect you all to follow my leaps in logic! This post includes a repost of 'Moments' itself, with links to the other tales thus far in the appropriate places.
Moments (Original link here.)
She feels numb.
He's now a permanent fixture in Pete and Jackie's mansion, and her little brother Tony adores him. Some days, she sees the two of them playing in the garden, but she can't bear to watch him. It's a brutal reminder of what she's lost.
"Sweetheart, he's a good man," Jackie says to her. She's taking his side in almost all things these days, something that she's never done before. "He hasn't done anything to deserve the way you're treating him. If you don't make a claim on him soon, someone else might come along to steal him away."
"Yeah? Well, they can have him," Rose retorts angrily, forgetting that the window is open. The look on his face burns its way permanently into her brain.
***************
Perfect Disaster, Part the First
Perfect Disaster, Part the Second
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A week later, she bumps into him in the kitchen, where he is sitting and calmly sipping a cup of tea.
"Don't," she says, waving a hand in the air when he quickly rises from his chair. He sits. Obediently. Like a dog, she thinks. He watches in silence while she makes herself a cup and heads for the doorway. She turns at the last minute.
"You're not him."
"No," he says quietly, his eyes fathomless. "But I'm like him. With one difference."
"What's that?"
"I can love you," he says simply. "He couldn't. He wouldn't have been able to give you what you want."
"I promised him forever," she says, the tears starting to prick at the corners of her eyes.
"I don't have forever," he replies, reminding her of his new humanity. "But what I have to offer is yours."
She runs back to her room, leaving a trail of spilt tea and her tears.
***************
Escape
Lorelei, Part the First
Lorelei, Part the Second
Lorelei, Part the Third
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A few months later, she's standing in the doorway of his room yet again, watching him as he sleeps. It's something she's found herself doing more often than not lately. He's curled up on his side, one arm wrapped around his torso as if to protect himself from invisible blows, dealt by a cruel world that he can't escape from. The only light in the room is from the small piece of coral on the desk, emitting a soft, golden glow that pulses feebly in time with the beating of his single heart. She quietly climbs into the bed with him, pressing her front to his back and wrapping an arm around his slight form. He startles awake, but he's too lost and confused to ask her what she's doing.
"Shhhhhhhh," she whispers as she moves to kiss him.
Eventually breaking the kiss for lack of breath, he turns fully toward her and reaches up shakily to tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear. "I'm... I'm not him," he reminds her, his voice gravelly from sleep.
"I know," she whispers as she leans in to kiss him again, this time right at the corner of his mouth. He turns his head quickly, catching her lips and offering himself as he's never offered before. He puts his entire being into the press of his lips to hers, the person who he'd go on his knees to keep. He offers and he waits.
Rose accepts.
He surrenders each article of his nightclothes with grace, allowing her to slip his thin t-shirt over his head and slide his pajama pants from his slim hips. After gently guiding him back down to the soft cradle of the mattress, she sits up on the bed looking down at him, then reaches with shaking fingers for her own clothing. She almost rips her pajamas in her haste to remove them.
He reaches up to her, smiling uncertainly in the dim golden light of the room. "I've waited for so long," he murmurs. "I wasn't sure that you would ever want this... want me...."
He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, as she lowers herself into his waiting arms and he pulls her close, sighing against her temple. He slowly trails a hand down her back and a foot up the side of her leg as he kisses her ear and cheek and temple. The desire she thought she'd lost forever at Bad Wolf Bay rekindles in her belly and she knows only the want of making the slender form below her know pleasure as best as she can make it.
It's his first time, after all.
***************
In the quiet afterward, with his muffled cries still ringing in her ears, she strokes gently over his temples and damp forehead, smoothing his fringe away from his face. He puts a hand on her cheek, turning his dark eyes to hers. He leans up to kiss her and she wraps her arms around him to pull him closer.
"Welcome home," she whispers to him.
His reply is swallowed up as she moves in to return his kiss. The coral on the desk pulses brightly.
fin
Post 'Moments' Fics:
Contagion (in progress)
Test Drive, Part the First
Test Drive, Part the Second
Hopefully this is somewhat helpful?
Moments (Original link here.)
She feels numb.
He's now a permanent fixture in Pete and Jackie's mansion, and her little brother Tony adores him. Some days, she sees the two of them playing in the garden, but she can't bear to watch him. It's a brutal reminder of what she's lost.
"Sweetheart, he's a good man," Jackie says to her. She's taking his side in almost all things these days, something that she's never done before. "He hasn't done anything to deserve the way you're treating him. If you don't make a claim on him soon, someone else might come along to steal him away."
"Yeah? Well, they can have him," Rose retorts angrily, forgetting that the window is open. The look on his face burns its way permanently into her brain.
***************
Perfect Disaster, Part the First
Perfect Disaster, Part the Second
***************
A week later, she bumps into him in the kitchen, where he is sitting and calmly sipping a cup of tea.
"Don't," she says, waving a hand in the air when he quickly rises from his chair. He sits. Obediently. Like a dog, she thinks. He watches in silence while she makes herself a cup and heads for the doorway. She turns at the last minute.
"You're not him."
"No," he says quietly, his eyes fathomless. "But I'm like him. With one difference."
"What's that?"
"I can love you," he says simply. "He couldn't. He wouldn't have been able to give you what you want."
"I promised him forever," she says, the tears starting to prick at the corners of her eyes.
"I don't have forever," he replies, reminding her of his new humanity. "But what I have to offer is yours."
She runs back to her room, leaving a trail of spilt tea and her tears.
***************
Escape
Lorelei, Part the First
Lorelei, Part the Second
Lorelei, Part the Third
***************
A few months later, she's standing in the doorway of his room yet again, watching him as he sleeps. It's something she's found herself doing more often than not lately. He's curled up on his side, one arm wrapped around his torso as if to protect himself from invisible blows, dealt by a cruel world that he can't escape from. The only light in the room is from the small piece of coral on the desk, emitting a soft, golden glow that pulses feebly in time with the beating of his single heart. She quietly climbs into the bed with him, pressing her front to his back and wrapping an arm around his slight form. He startles awake, but he's too lost and confused to ask her what she's doing.
"Shhhhhhhh," she whispers as she moves to kiss him.
Eventually breaking the kiss for lack of breath, he turns fully toward her and reaches up shakily to tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear. "I'm... I'm not him," he reminds her, his voice gravelly from sleep.
"I know," she whispers as she leans in to kiss him again, this time right at the corner of his mouth. He turns his head quickly, catching her lips and offering himself as he's never offered before. He puts his entire being into the press of his lips to hers, the person who he'd go on his knees to keep. He offers and he waits.
Rose accepts.
He surrenders each article of his nightclothes with grace, allowing her to slip his thin t-shirt over his head and slide his pajama pants from his slim hips. After gently guiding him back down to the soft cradle of the mattress, she sits up on the bed looking down at him, then reaches with shaking fingers for her own clothing. She almost rips her pajamas in her haste to remove them.
He reaches up to her, smiling uncertainly in the dim golden light of the room. "I've waited for so long," he murmurs. "I wasn't sure that you would ever want this... want me...."
He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, as she lowers herself into his waiting arms and he pulls her close, sighing against her temple. He slowly trails a hand down her back and a foot up the side of her leg as he kisses her ear and cheek and temple. The desire she thought she'd lost forever at Bad Wolf Bay rekindles in her belly and she knows only the want of making the slender form below her know pleasure as best as she can make it.
It's his first time, after all.
***************
In the quiet afterward, with his muffled cries still ringing in her ears, she strokes gently over his temples and damp forehead, smoothing his fringe away from his face. He puts a hand on her cheek, turning his dark eyes to hers. He leans up to kiss her and she wraps her arms around him to pull him closer.
"Welcome home," she whispers to him.
His reply is swallowed up as she moves in to return his kiss. The coral on the desk pulses brightly.
fin
Post 'Moments' Fics:
Contagion (in progress)
Test Drive, Part the First
Test Drive, Part the Second
Hopefully this is somewhat helpful?
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Date: 2009-06-04 08:41 pm (UTC)oh god *fans self* I forgot how much I just loved this
He offers and he waits.
Rose accepts.
GAH. It's so well written! And it's not heavily detailed... it's all the more beautiful. <3 I love that. The non graphically written sex is so poignant. <3 *FLOPS ON THIS TIMELINE WITH FANGIRL LOVE*
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Date: 2009-06-04 09:01 pm (UTC)And you really don't have to review again, but thanks!
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Date: 2009-06-04 09:13 pm (UTC)I hear you. Didn't get much sleep last night, either.
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