SN canon drabbles: 1.17-1.20

[tigriswolf]

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words aren’t much company

 

            They’re tall. Extremely tall. Craig’s jealous. And they’re reporters, here for the story.

            Craig’s become an expert at telling the lies, so they eat it up. He keeps it simple; Dana told him the best way to get caught is to keep embellishing, so he tells the same story every time.

            They’re not just tall, he notices. They’re also insanely gorgeous.

            Damn. If all reporters look like them, he’s going into the wrong career. 

 

wildflowers at the window at breakfast

 

 

            No matter what Joanna’s mother says, she is not in the habit of trusting strange men, of being taken in by a pretty face and earnest eyes. She knows the dangers—raising two boys on her own, of course she does.

            But Asher needs her at the hospital, and Michael is responsible enough to run the hotel for a little while, until Denise arrives.

            She sees Michael talking to the newest customer, so she calls him over and gives her instructions. As she knew he would, he wants to go with her, to check on Asher.

She’s frazzled and worried, and the shorter man(still tall, though) tells her to let him drive. She knows she’s freaking out, in no condition to get behind the wheel, but getting in a car with a stranger, someone twice her size?

Joanna looks in his eyes and sees only honest concern. So she decides to trust him.

I saw you as you were

 

 

            They don’t belong here. He can tell that with one glance. The shorter on is out-and-out rude, which no one dares to be in this auction house, not to him. The taller tries to smooth things over, but he will not be treated like a common waiter in his own place.

            He doesn’t take the offered hand and the tall one is flustered. But the shorter—still taller than him, the indignity—levels a glare at him worse than his wife’s mother used to give him.

            But he will not be frightened away.  He sends a look back that, as far as he can tell, has no effect. He does not want to make a scene, so he does go check the list again.

            As he knew, those two are not on it. When he tracks them down, they’re talking to Sarah.

            He sees red, but keeps his temper and—kindly enough, he thinks—throws them out of his auction house. 

closer and closer comes the hour of my death

 
Kate feels when Luther dies, an emptiness welling within her. For a hundred years he’s been her whole world, all she cared about or wanted, and now he’s dead, gone. She reaches for him with every sense, and he’s not there.

She lunges forward but one of the pack—she doesn’t know who, still searching for Luther—grabs her, tells her no, we have to go.

Kate inhales deeply, eyes on the smirking hunter who killed her sire, her king, her mate. She’ll tail him to the ends of the earth and extract vengeance.

Once in the car, a sister driving, Kate cries.

onwards

Comments

[iamstealthyone.livejournal.com]

Nicely done!

words aren’t much company

Nobody can resist the hotness of the boys! *g*

wildflowers at the window at breakfast

Joanna looks in his eyes and sees only honest concern. So she decides to trust him.

Aww. Yeah, I’d probably trust Dean, too.

I saw you as you were

Good POV of Sarah’s father and how much he disliked the boys from the outset.

closer and closer comes the hour of my death

I like how you wrote Luther’s death affecting Kate, the way she goes from empty to angry to grieving. Nice.

[tigriswolf]

Thank you!

[layne67.livejournal.com]

I read these without actually looking at your lj-cuts, so it was fun trying to figure out from episodes the drabbles are from ( I couldn't quite remember the names of some of the guest characters! )

They're all wonderful but my favourite is Joanna's POV :)

[tigriswolf]

Sillyhead!

Thank you for reading!

[emeriin.livejournal.com]

They’re not just tall, he notices. They’re also insanely gorgeous.

Glad I'm not the only one who noticed that. When he was telling them the truth, all I could think about was they so big...

By the way, may I possibly friend you? I haven't gone through all your Supernatural stuff (because how could I? It's fricking huge) but I love it all and you seem fantastic.

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!

[noybusiness.livejournal.com]

Wonderful! I love the idea of pieces from the perspective of side characters, and I think the show Powers That Be would find a lot of fan interest in something official along those lines.

Poor lonely Kate. Have you considered how easy it would be for a vampire to turn Dean and Sam by slipping a bit of blood into their beer at a bar? I have.

[tigriswolf]

Oh... now that idea? Is fun.

[noybusiness.livejournal.com]

I thought so. They probably won't do it, but it would be so easy.