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crossoverficTitle: A Hug Before the End Comes
Fandom: Supernatural/Heroes
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Disclaimer: Not Mine
Character/Pairing/Group: Adam (Micheal)/Claire
Word Count: 431
Prompt: Miracle
For: theechochorus,americangrl69
Rating: PG-13
“Claire Bennet?”
This meat suit that I parade in, each second wondering if I will get to taste Dean Winchester instead of this substitute, reacts violently to seeing this little cheerleader before me.
(blond locks and baby blues that any of my sisters would like as a vessel)
“How are you still alive, Adam?”
She speaks out the vessel’s name with so much love it makes me vibrate, a gift from my father to see all the humanity in these small people (passing over my brother dear who will be dead very soon).
‘Please I beg you, do not hurt her.’
His love for her fills me up even more than hers, make-up hiding her red-stained eyes as she tries to leave behind her mourning period, so much that I almost feel the same.
‘I would never hurt one of my father’s beloved pets, Adam, besides they will all be gone when the world comes crashing down thanks to our fists.’
The one that he calls out to, ‘Claire, god, Claire, I love you so much’ wanting so much to touch her all by himself, watches me with doe eyes and I can’t help but reach out a hand to the creature.
(wondering if my father’s love of these weak things is rubbing off on me)
“I survived so I could see you one more time, Claire-bear.”
His screams of outrage were muffled as I saw the bright smile that I had brought out of her, wondering if all these creatures were as enchanting as her.
(and doing so made me curse prophesy and my need to spill his unholy blood)
“Oh god, Adam, I missed you so goddamn much I almost died without you.”
Instead of mistrusting me like she should have, when her blue eyes had seen him dead and buried (as the Winchesters ran away once again), she let my welcoming face and sweet tone fool her for the moment.
(the need to stop mourning him was deep in her eyes as she grew closer to me)
‘Don’t you dare touch her, you son of a bitch!’
I felt warm and tingly as she wrapped her tiny arms around me, thinking that her prayers were answered and Adam was sent back to her, and I kept myself from punishing my meat suit for his insolence so I could enjoy it.
‘I’ll touch her as much as it pleases me, boy, after all I have the ability to do so and you will never have that again.’
“I missed you too, Claire, maybe even more than you missed me.”
Fandom: Supernatural/Heroes
Author:
rosie1234Disclaimer: Not Mine
Character/Pairing/Group: Adam (Micheal)/Claire
Word Count: 431
Prompt: Miracle
For: theechochorus,
americangrl69Rating: PG-13
“Claire Bennet?”
This meat suit that I parade in, each second wondering if I will get to taste Dean Winchester instead of this substitute, reacts violently to seeing this little cheerleader before me.
(blond locks and baby blues that any of my sisters would like as a vessel)
“How are you still alive, Adam?”
She speaks out the vessel’s name with so much love it makes me vibrate, a gift from my father to see all the humanity in these small people (passing over my brother dear who will be dead very soon).
‘Please I beg you, do not hurt her.’
His love for her fills me up even more than hers, make-up hiding her red-stained eyes as she tries to leave behind her mourning period, so much that I almost feel the same.
‘I would never hurt one of my father’s beloved pets, Adam, besides they will all be gone when the world comes crashing down thanks to our fists.’
The one that he calls out to, ‘Claire, god, Claire, I love you so much’ wanting so much to touch her all by himself, watches me with doe eyes and I can’t help but reach out a hand to the creature.
(wondering if my father’s love of these weak things is rubbing off on me)
“I survived so I could see you one more time, Claire-bear.”
His screams of outrage were muffled as I saw the bright smile that I had brought out of her, wondering if all these creatures were as enchanting as her.
(and doing so made me curse prophesy and my need to spill his unholy blood)
“Oh god, Adam, I missed you so goddamn much I almost died without you.”
Instead of mistrusting me like she should have, when her blue eyes had seen him dead and buried (as the Winchesters ran away once again), she let my welcoming face and sweet tone fool her for the moment.
(the need to stop mourning him was deep in her eyes as she grew closer to me)
‘Don’t you dare touch her, you son of a bitch!’
I felt warm and tingly as she wrapped her tiny arms around me, thinking that her prayers were answered and Adam was sent back to her, and I kept myself from punishing my meat suit for his insolence so I could enjoy it.
‘I’ll touch her as much as it pleases me, boy, after all I have the ability to do so and you will never have that again.’
“I missed you too, Claire, maybe even more than you missed me.”
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