E/O Challenge Word:
snap /snap/ adj. – Done unexpectedly.
Spoilers/Warnings: Vague spoilers for the Pilot, though this is reversed. You'll see...
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Word Count: Double drabble
A/N: I know FallenAngel218 requested humorous brotherly banter for her birthday, but my muse was not interested in fun and games today. So, here we go. Hope your birthday was/is still happy!
It's nearly been a year since he's been gone...and she knows she should move on. But she just can't let him go. No, she just can't let him go. ~ Joe Purdy
It had been a year since it had happened.
And yet it felt like it was just yesterday that everything had changed.
She could still smell the smoke; could still feel the cool metal of the Impala's hood beneath her.
She could still see the flashing lights and devouring flames; could still hear the firemen's yells over the hammering of her heart as she had held her children close.
She could still taste the bitter tang of sudden loss; could still feel the sting of shock like a snapped rubber band.
Sometimes when she looked at her hand, she could still see the splattered drops of his blood.
And almost every time she looked at a ceiling, she expected him to be staring down.
Mary sighed, glancing at her sleeping children beside her on the motel bed and knowing that she couldn't continue down this path; that she couldn't continue with this life; that she couldn't raise her boys as hunters while she crisscrossed the county in her dead husband's muscle car, hell-bent on revenge.
She just couldn't.
A year had been long enough.
She had to let this go.
John was gone.
The demon's trail was cold.
And she had to let this go.
But she couldn't.