Months ago, she might have lashed out. Pointed out the convenient timing, turned on her heel while feigning disgust, been more accepting of the idea that sometimes, one just has to break a heart and move on. But she can't do that now, because in spite of herself, she knows Dean. A conversation surfaces in her memory, the scent of lingering smoke in the air and arms pressed against a cool counter, glass precariously balanced in long, thin fingers.
Months ago, she told Spike Spiegel that he'd gotten soft, five years somehow enough to turn him into a civilian. She's barely been on the island for one.
"No," she says again, and her voice cracks. "No, Dean, we're going to have a baby, and you're going to make an incredible dad. You've got it in you. I'm barely— I can barely hold myself together, let alone Edward, let alone a baby, and you want to get married? I—"
With another rush of air, Faye presses her eyes to the back of her hand, a couple of broken sobs slipping through her teeth. God, she feels weak. But families don't last forever on the island. Two years, maybe. The lucky ones get five.
Before this, she could take each day as it came, pretend it'd go on forever. Now, her whole body's a clock.
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Date: 2012-04-03 05:15 am (UTC)Months ago, she told Spike Spiegel that he'd gotten soft, five years somehow enough to turn him into a civilian. She's barely been on the island for one.
"No," she says again, and her voice cracks. "No, Dean, we're going to have a baby, and you're going to make an incredible dad. You've got it in you. I'm barely— I can barely hold myself together, let alone Edward, let alone a baby, and you want to get married? I—"
With another rush of air, Faye presses her eyes to the back of her hand, a couple of broken sobs slipping through her teeth. God, she feels weak. But families don't last forever on the island. Two years, maybe. The lucky ones get five.
Before this, she could take each day as it came, pretend it'd go on forever. Now, her whole body's a clock.