2008-07-28 - 12:25 p.m.
Title: Spoils of War
Author: Glenn
Rating: PG
Fandom: AI
Pairing: Michael/David
Summary: David loses, in every way possible.
Warning: Character Death
Author Notes: I wanted to write a happy drabble with lots of making out and stuff. This so isn’t what I had in mind. It’s been a while since I wrote so bear with me. Un-betaed.
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
“You shouldn’t be here, David.”
You stare at each other from opposite sides of the grave. Not unlike warriors before a battle.
“You have no right—“
“I’m. . .was his wife.”
The word slashes at you. First blood.
“But I’m his—“
“What, David, his what?”
Something spoken that softly shouldn’t have made a dent in your armor but it has you reeling.
“I’m sorry, Stacey.”
“Yes, you are. Just go, and leave us alone.”
Retreat. Regroup. And fight another day.
You almost make it to your car parked just by the curb when you hear it, barely:
“…Michael, Jr…
Your heart explodes.
