Together At Last
By Hannabeth Sparrow
This is rated T for slash and death. Don't like it don't read it. Another warning, it's very sad, like the ending of Romeo and Juliet.
"Game over" Lawrence said to Hoffman as he closed the trap door on him, unable to hear his screams. After the whole ordeal, Lawrence was walking around the empty warehouse when he noticed something familiar. it was the room he was imprisoned in, and the room where he met his love Adam, who he had to leave behind to find help. He was hesitant but he entered the room anyway. And saw something that will haunt him for the rest of his life. It was his love, except it didn't look like him, the soft brown hair was gone, his dark brown eyes were gone, the lips he kissed once, gone. When he realized what happened, he was devastated. He fell to his knees and shouted to the heavens "then I defy you stars." And then he wept. He wept for his love, he wept for their future that is now gone, he wept for his breaking heart. After he was done weeping he noticed a broken hacksaw in the corner of the room, he took the hacksaw and cut it across his wrist. After he cut his wrist he wrote on the wall with his own blood "together at last," and a little heart under it. As he was crawling towards his love he began having flashbacks of the moments they had together. And as Lawrence was dying he was looking in to the pretend eyes of Adam, and with a single tear down his face and a small smile, his final words before breathing his final breath were "good night my eternal love." He then closed his eyes, and after all the years he was at peace again. Soon the police officer stormed into the warehouse to search for suspects or victims. When they entered into the room where the lovers lay, they were shocked and looked as if they seen a ghost. Who are they? One of the officers asked. I don't know, and we'll probably never know. And as they were leaving the room, one of the police officers asked, what should we do about the bodies sir? We'll leave them here together, it's the least we can do. And soon they left to look for other people. And in the dark and empty room, Lawrence was still there holding his lover's hand and sleeping an eternal slumber with his soul mate by his side.
I wrote this one evening and this is the first time I published anything here. I don't own the Saw universe, they belong to their respectful owners. Feel free to review but nothing harsh, and don't steal it please.