1. Pick a character, pairing, fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the timeframe of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over.
4. Do ten of these and then post them.
So this was totally fun! I'm exhausted so this will be the first 5 oneshots. I'll post part 2 later this week when I need another break! It definitely got me thinking and was a nice break from plot! I love jumping on bandwagons!
PART ONE
Wild at Heart- Gloriana
He was lying in a field surrounded by trees. It was one month to the day, since he had killed Hardy and people had finally stopped talking about it. Lisbon had been watching him carefully. She never pushed, but just waited for him to make the first move. He didn't know if he was mad at her or if he should just kiss her. As time passed, he was leaning towards the second option.
Looking up at the moon above and the stars that were shining, he felt her presence near him. He knew she'd follow him eventually. She always did. She sat beside him silently. Time didn't matter. For that moment, he took comfort in her green eyes and lost himself with her.
I ain't here to do anything half-way
Don't give a damn what anyone might say
I just wanna free fall for a while
Apologize- One Republic
The shot echoed, and blue eyes met green as her gun clattered to the pavement. She hadn't even been able to draw it, when Hardy killed his own deputy and leveled the barrel at her. She saw Jane at that moment. He was shaking as he held a shotgun, frozen as his mouth opened and closed without making a sound. Her vision clouded and she heard raised voices. Someone called for a paramedic.
She watched as two cops tackled Hardy, knocking him to the ground as she felt her knees give out. The pain radiated through her body. He was there, grasping her hand, as she sunk to the sidewalk. She knew what he had done. She never thought he would go this far, but strangely she didn't hate him. The last words she heard were I'm sorry. It was too late.
And you say sorry like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid, it's too late too apologize, it's too late
First Time- Lifehouse
She was beautiful. He always knew that he was attracted to her, but he had chalked it up to being without female company for so long. He wasn't sure he could actually love anyone else after his wife and child. It was easier to stay broken and not face the possibility that something would happen to her. He wasn't sure he could handle loosing someone a second time.
What he didn't count on was that he'd fall for her anyway-whether he told her or not. He'd still worry when she was in danger, only he wasn't able to comfort her, to love her. Maybe it was worth it after all, he thought as he stared at her closed office door. He smiled and stood up. It was time.
We're both looking for something we've been afraid to find
It's easier to be broken It's easier to hide
Looking at you, holding my breath,
For once in my life, I'm scared to death,
I'm taking a chance, letting you inside.
Hazel Eyes- Kelly Clarkson
She was tired of his stupid, childish behavior. He never seemed to realize his actions affected others. Who was she kidding? She was tired of being used and manipulated. It was a whirlwind being around him, and every day she lost another piece of herself. She thought he'd change. She thought she would be able to fix him. Hell, she actually trusted him, and he destroyed her with one action. She didn't know how much longer she could hold on to something she could never have.
"Turn in your badge, Jane."
I told you everything; opened up and let you in
You made me feel alright for once in my life
Now all that's left of me is what I pretend to be
So together, but so broken up inside
One Week- Bare-naked Ladies
He loved making her angry. Her eyes glittered and she radiated energy. She made him feel so alive in those moments. He made it a point to do something unusual every week to get a reaction out of her, but lately he was wondering if he was losing his charm. She seemed to be getting used to his surprises, his unexpectedness. Last week, she just shook her head and returned to her office. Where's the fun in that?
He was sure the others were entertained with their silly arguments. In fact, he believed that Cho had started a betting pool with several other agents based on who would jump who first. He smiled at that thought, as the subject of his affections burst out of her office with a look that could kill.
"JANE!"
It's been one week since you looked at me,
cocked your head to the side and said: "I'm angry!"
Five days since you laughed at me, saying:
"Get that together, come back and see me."
Three days since the living room.
I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you.
Yesterday you'd forgiven me,
but it'll still be two days 'till I say I'm sorry.
