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crossoverficTitle: Changing My Future with One Word
Fandom: Supernatural/Veronica Mars
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rosie1234
Disclaimer: Not Mine
Character/Pairing/Group: Sam/Veronica, Dean
Word Count: 580
Prompt: Ring
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theechochorus
Rating: PG-13
“What the hell is that?”
Time seemed to slow down, like the time I saw him with blood staining his lips (after gulping it down), as he unboxed that damn ring. It was sparkling callously at me knowing that it would end up changing my whole life, but not for the better.
(only a one word answer would work in this horrifying situation)
“It’s our future, Ronnie.”
When I looked into those puppy dog eyes of his that were shining with so much false hope it was making me sick, it broke my heart to say the answer that would surely put an end to that goofy grin of his.
“No it’s not, Sammy.”
I couldn’t stand to see the heart break that was shining in his eyes, remembering that long ago I would have kissed him and yelled ‘yes’ at the top of my lungs.
Placing that little velvet box (the one I had caught a glimpse of years ago and was filled with so much damn joy) in his open hands, willing away the desire to change my mind, and ran for it.
When my feet wanted to run straight back into his giant arms (ones that could engulf little old me), I made sure to make my fingers trace over the new scars he had given to me.
(when he was drinking deep from a demon and letting her lead him away from me)
My already mutilated heart, one that he had crushed with his bare hands and only struggled it off (like a sorry could repair my bones), bled even more as he called after me.
“Ronnie! Why?”
-
“Do you hate me too, Dean?”
I waited for his answer before I let myself fall apart, hoping that he would comfort me instead of running to his brother’s side, and was a matter of seconds before I lost all the tears that have been building for months now.
(being brave takes way too much energy, which is why I break down every so often just not in front of anyone)
“I could never hate you, babe, and neither can Sam no matter how hard he tries to fake it. Besides, Ronnie, you have every right not to want to spend the rest of your life with Sam after everything he did.
”
With that I was able to breathe again; having both brothers hating my guts because of one damn word would have been devastating, but it only made it hurt more because I knew I would have to leave him behind.
(never again welcome to ride shot gun and help fight the forces evil)
“God, Dean, I’m going to miss you.”
I expected him to agree with me, that coming along with them would be too painful for the both of us and I should hitch hike my way back to damn Neptune, but instead I gained an ally I would need for the upcoming days.
(where we drove in silence, only Dean there to talk to me and give Sammy mean looks on my behalf)
“Oh, shut the hell up! Just because you rejected Sammy doesn’t mean you have to go anywhere, hell I’m not letting you!”
As Dean pulled me into a hug, where he matched me in every way not over powering men like Sammy, I began to question if I had fallen for the right Winchester.
(and if I was given a second change who would I choose to have it with)
Fandom: Supernatural/Veronica Mars
Author:
rosie1234Disclaimer: Not Mine
Character/Pairing/Group: Sam/Veronica, Dean
Word Count: 580
Prompt: Ring
For:
theechochorusRating: PG-13
“What the hell is that?”
Time seemed to slow down, like the time I saw him with blood staining his lips (after gulping it down), as he unboxed that damn ring. It was sparkling callously at me knowing that it would end up changing my whole life, but not for the better.
(only a one word answer would work in this horrifying situation)
“It’s our future, Ronnie.”
When I looked into those puppy dog eyes of his that were shining with so much false hope it was making me sick, it broke my heart to say the answer that would surely put an end to that goofy grin of his.
“No it’s not, Sammy.”
I couldn’t stand to see the heart break that was shining in his eyes, remembering that long ago I would have kissed him and yelled ‘yes’ at the top of my lungs.
Placing that little velvet box (the one I had caught a glimpse of years ago and was filled with so much damn joy) in his open hands, willing away the desire to change my mind, and ran for it.
When my feet wanted to run straight back into his giant arms (ones that could engulf little old me), I made sure to make my fingers trace over the new scars he had given to me.
(when he was drinking deep from a demon and letting her lead him away from me)
My already mutilated heart, one that he had crushed with his bare hands and only struggled it off (like a sorry could repair my bones), bled even more as he called after me.
“Ronnie! Why?”
-
“Do you hate me too, Dean?”
I waited for his answer before I let myself fall apart, hoping that he would comfort me instead of running to his brother’s side, and was a matter of seconds before I lost all the tears that have been building for months now.
(being brave takes way too much energy, which is why I break down every so often just not in front of anyone)
“I could never hate you, babe, and neither can Sam no matter how hard he tries to fake it. Besides, Ronnie, you have every right not to want to spend the rest of your life with Sam after everything he did.
”
With that I was able to breathe again; having both brothers hating my guts because of one damn word would have been devastating, but it only made it hurt more because I knew I would have to leave him behind.
(never again welcome to ride shot gun and help fight the forces evil)
“God, Dean, I’m going to miss you.”
I expected him to agree with me, that coming along with them would be too painful for the both of us and I should hitch hike my way back to damn Neptune, but instead I gained an ally I would need for the upcoming days.
(where we drove in silence, only Dean there to talk to me and give Sammy mean looks on my behalf)
“Oh, shut the hell up! Just because you rejected Sammy doesn’t mean you have to go anywhere, hell I’m not letting you!”
As Dean pulled me into a hug, where he matched me in every way not over powering men like Sammy, I began to question if I had fallen for the right Winchester.
(and if I was given a second change who would I choose to have it with)
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