This is my first Tru Calling fan fic, so I hope you enjoy. I love reviews!
Disclaimer: I do not own Tru Calling or its characters.
Tru Davies was walking down the sidewalk to her favorite haunt, the diner to meet her brother. Harrison had sounded down in the dumps and it could only mean one of two things. There was a girl that broke his heart or a money scheme that didn't pan out. Either way, she was trying to be optimistic. Between her job, her family, school and the calling she hadn't gotten much sleep lately.
She gave a quick glance in either direction and stepped into the street.
"Hey, Tru!" her brother greeted kiddy corner from her.
She smiled.
"Tru!" She didn't see who yelled her name, but Harrison's expression turned to a look of horror. When she turned around, it was too late to move out of the truck's way.
Jack skidded to a halt on his knees by Tru's side. He hadn't been able to get to her side in time and the truck's back tires had rolled over her midsection. He tentatively checked her vitals. Harrison knelt down next to Tru, his gaze flickered to Jack's.
"I didn't…I couldn't…" Jack muttered.
"She's not," Harrison shook his head. "She can't be."
Jack could hear the hysteria in Harrison's voice and he felt it crawling into his own throat. He held back the tears and he could feel Tru's life drained away, and the distant sounds of the-already-too-late ambulance. He smoothed back her soft, sable hair and caressed the pale skin of her cheek.
Harrison sobbed silently into the palms of his hands and jack resisted the urge to comfort him. He wouldn't want comfort from him anyway.
Then he felt it, the last thread of her life slipped away and she was gone. As if Harry could sense it too, his sobs grew thick and he fell from his knee onto his hip.
"Jack," there was a whisper. He looked around, there was no one but the horrified truck driver, Harrison and…
Jack closed his eyes against the sensation that he had only ever experienced once. It couldn't happen, she was dead and she was opposite of him. How could she possibly?
Jack opened his eyes and he stared down at Tru. Had he imagined it? Had he wanted so badly to save her?
Tru turned to him, her mint green eyes wide and said, "Jack, is this how it will end?"
Jack felt his entire world being pulled apart and then he woke up in his bed. They day had rewound and Jack was going to have to watch her die all over again.
To be continued...