Title; Slender Fingers
Warnings; Language, dark themes, OOC, OCs, suicide attempts, abuse, death,
in parts a wet, topless Brennan... Yummy.....
Disclaimer; Sadly, I own nothing. I just like to play with Mutant X, and
promise to return them in good condition when I'm done...
Key; "Blah"-talking, 'Blah'-thinking, ~ ~-change of scene, * *-shift
between Brennan's present and his past.
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A/N : I would like to point out right here and now. Any and all romance anyone might see between Brennan and ANY of my OCs WHATSOEVER is all in your mind. It is Bren/Shal ALL THE WAY BABY!!!
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Brennan sat in the seat nervously as Shal put the Mercedes in park. Noticing his nervousness she reached over and took his hand. "Do you want me to come with you?"
He paused, seriously considering it, before reaching over and kissing her cheek. "Just wait here. This won't take long," he said softly.
She gave him an understanding look and nodded. Brennan let out a deep breath and slipped out of the car. He paused at the gates and glanced back. Shal gave him an encouraging nod, and he walked through.
He quickly found the grave he was looking for and crouched down. He placed the flowers in front of the marker reading his mother's name.
"Sorry that I haven't been to see you before," he said to the marker, voice hoarse. "How are things in Heaven?" He sent a glance back towards the direction of Shal and the car. "Cause things here on earth are... Well, they're better."
He ran a hand through his hair. He glanced at the sky for a moment. "I didn't kill you. Did I." It was said softly, but with an air of finality. "Or Karlie either. I'm not a murderer. Am I." Again, it was not a question.
He traced his mother's name with a fore-finger for a moment. Avery Mulwray. "I miss you. I wish I had known you. I wish YOU had known ME. And Shalimar. I wish a lot of things." A sigh escaped him as he rocked back on his heals.
"I have to go now. Shalimar's waiting, and I still have someone else to visit." As he stood up, he turned back to the grave. "And...I love you."
He turned and walked away from the grave, and his past. Towards Shalimar and his future. He still had to visit Karlie after all...
It was probably just a coincidence that the girl's name was a combination of his mother's and Karlie's names. Avery and Karlie. Averlie.
Yeah, probably.
And the fact that she'd been a painter and had red hair like his mother, and had a spirit like Karlie's meant nothing at all.
Right?
Right.
And it's not like there was such things as ghosts.
At least...he didn't think.
Maybe she was an angel.
Yeah.
Maybe.
A paint splattered angel in overalls.
Hey. It could happen.
Anything's possible.
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Rockergurl: So... That's it. ALL DONE!
Kitta Cat: FINALLY.
Rockergurl: I like Slender Fingers A LOT better than my first fic. Although there's not as much Bren/Shal as I usually like... OH WELL! Plenty of time for that in my new fic, Undefined! COMING SOON TO A THEATER NEAR YOU!
Kitta Cat: Riiiiiiight. After you write it, type it, and get it beta-ed. Doesn't that take you like MONTHS?
Rockergurl: Hehehe, you can't rush the creative process you know.
Kitta Cat: ::rolls eyes:: You are such a moron...
Rockergurl: I know... But you love me anyways right?
Kitta Cat: .....
Rockergurl: Riiiiiight?
Kitta Cat: ....
Rockergurl: Ah... Right. Anyways! Hope you enjoyed the fic!
REVIEW RESPONSES:
QUEST: You think it's COOL that I killed Karlie? O.O uh...
NOBLEBLUE: Well, at least SOMEONE thinks it's sad. ::glares @ Pam::
SOMEBODY: Well, after this, no matter HOW much you plead, I cannot give you more. This is the end. So sorry.
ITALIANCHIKE: One is already in the works...kinda.
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A/N : I would like to point out right here and now. Any and all romance anyone might see between Brennan and ANY of my OCs WHATSOEVER is all in your mind. It is Bren/Shal ALL THE WAY BABY!!!
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Brennan sat in the seat nervously as Shal put the Mercedes in park. Noticing his nervousness she reached over and took his hand. "Do you want me to come with you?"
He paused, seriously considering it, before reaching over and kissing her cheek. "Just wait here. This won't take long," he said softly.
She gave him an understanding look and nodded. Brennan let out a deep breath and slipped out of the car. He paused at the gates and glanced back. Shal gave him an encouraging nod, and he walked through.
He quickly found the grave he was looking for and crouched down. He placed the flowers in front of the marker reading his mother's name.
"Sorry that I haven't been to see you before," he said to the marker, voice hoarse. "How are things in Heaven?" He sent a glance back towards the direction of Shal and the car. "Cause things here on earth are... Well, they're better."
He ran a hand through his hair. He glanced at the sky for a moment. "I didn't kill you. Did I." It was said softly, but with an air of finality. "Or Karlie either. I'm not a murderer. Am I." Again, it was not a question.
He traced his mother's name with a fore-finger for a moment. Avery Mulwray. "I miss you. I wish I had known you. I wish YOU had known ME. And Shalimar. I wish a lot of things." A sigh escaped him as he rocked back on his heals.
"I have to go now. Shalimar's waiting, and I still have someone else to visit." As he stood up, he turned back to the grave. "And...I love you."
He turned and walked away from the grave, and his past. Towards Shalimar and his future. He still had to visit Karlie after all...
It was probably just a coincidence that the girl's name was a combination of his mother's and Karlie's names. Avery and Karlie. Averlie.
Yeah, probably.
And the fact that she'd been a painter and had red hair like his mother, and had a spirit like Karlie's meant nothing at all.
Right?
Right.
And it's not like there was such things as ghosts.
At least...he didn't think.
Maybe she was an angel.
Yeah.
Maybe.
A paint splattered angel in overalls.
Hey. It could happen.
Anything's possible.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Rockergurl: So... That's it. ALL DONE!
Kitta Cat: FINALLY.
Rockergurl: I like Slender Fingers A LOT better than my first fic. Although there's not as much Bren/Shal as I usually like... OH WELL! Plenty of time for that in my new fic, Undefined! COMING SOON TO A THEATER NEAR YOU!
Kitta Cat: Riiiiiiight. After you write it, type it, and get it beta-ed. Doesn't that take you like MONTHS?
Rockergurl: Hehehe, you can't rush the creative process you know.
Kitta Cat: ::rolls eyes:: You are such a moron...
Rockergurl: I know... But you love me anyways right?
Kitta Cat: .....
Rockergurl: Riiiiiight?
Kitta Cat: ....
Rockergurl: Ah... Right. Anyways! Hope you enjoyed the fic!
REVIEW RESPONSES:
QUEST: You think it's COOL that I killed Karlie? O.O uh...
NOBLEBLUE: Well, at least SOMEONE thinks it's sad. ::glares @ Pam::
SOMEBODY: Well, after this, no matter HOW much you plead, I cannot give you more. This is the end. So sorry.
ITALIANCHIKE: One is already in the works...kinda.