Title: In Loving Memory
Crossover: Friday Night Lights.
A/N: I do not own anything.
Tyra had always wanted to leave this town behind. Never wanted to look back.
(Tim takes another sip from the bottle in his hand.)
Even started going by her middle name, another way to disassociate herself from her past.
(He leans his head back against the lawn chair and looks up at the stars.)
For all intents and purposes she had a new name, and a new boyfriend - some guy named Winchester - and a solid chance for a good life. She was on the fast track of all her dreams coming true.
(Tim stretches out a leg, kicking one of the empty bottles scattered around him.)
"He's the one." She'd told him the last time he'd seen her. She'd been talking about the Winchester guy, and while a part of Tim had wanted her for himself, he'd wished them well anyway. He knew he couldn't ask her to stay, give up ever thing she longed for, even if they'd always mean something to each other.
(Lot of good that did, Tim scoffs quietly to himself.)
She burned up right along with all those big time dreams of hers. Maybe he should have asked. Maybe he should have begged. Maybe he should have tied her up until she saw reason. Maybe, maybe, maybe.
(He breathes deep, lets it out nice and slow.)
Seven years. Tyra - or Jessica, or Jess, or whatever made her happy - had been gone had been gone seven years. And there wasn't a damn thing he could ever do about it.
(Tim downs the last of his beer, throws the bottle to the side, and reaches for another.)