Title: Haunted
Author: Femvamp
Disclaimer: American Horror Story belongs to Ryan Murphy and other people who aren't me
Spoilers: Season 2 Episode 9 The Coat Hanger
A/N: I wanted to do a story on the relationship between Lana and Sister Jude. This is what i have come up with. It is only the first chapter and I want to know if it is any good. I am not sure about this so I am not sure I will continue it. So please tell me what you think.
At first she thought it was another hallucination brought on by too many drugs. Its happened more then once. The truth was the nuns weren't completely wrong about her mind. In a few short months Lana had gone from believing what her eyes told her, what her mind told her, what her heart told her; to doubting everything. Between what passed as therapy, what happened with Thredson, and the drugs they made her take Lana often swore that the smoke that covered the common room like fog was covering her like an uncomfortable blanket. It was easy to think that seeing the new patient doing the death march toward her was nothing more then a strange illusion. What else could it be? Then she heard the room go deathly silent even the damn record player seemed to quite in her mind.
Sister Jude. It took her a moment to process what she saw because the woman walking toward her didn't look like the Sister Jude in her nightmares. She looked like all the other inmates in the asylum, more then a little fragile; more then a little broken. As she walked towards her, rubbing her writs like she had been restrained, Lana felt a sudden burst of sympathy for the woman who had been the source of so much of her anger and so many of her nightmares. Lana would not wish this, she would not wish Briarcliff, on her worst enemy. The woman paused briefly and that was when Lana came to a horrible realization; neither of them were the people they had once been two short months ago. So much had changed for both of them since the day they had met.
From the beginning they hadn't liked each other. If any relationship had started off on the wrong foot in Lana's life it had been the one with Sister Jude. It hadn't all been Sister Jude's fault either, Lana had come to Briarcliff Manor for an interview with Jude on their bakery but had really wanted to interview their newest inmate who everyone was calling Bloody Face. Of course the nun had been upset at her. However what she had done about it was inexcusable, criminal. It would also determine how the two of them would communicate for then on.
Briarcliff looked like any other building from the outside. That was the first thought Lana had when she first saw it from a distance. It was just a stray thought but it was a thought none the less. She had expected it to look different somehow; she wasn't sure why but she did. It actually looked cheery. It actually kind of looked like her elementary school from the outside; once you discounted the armed guards.
The first sign anything was different was the strange looking patient who wanted to play with her. The girl looked strange and Lana had a difficult time looking at her; and Lana immediately felt bad about it. The girl looked nothing but friendly and harmless. She even gave Lana a rose. It was rather sweet.
Then a young nun came to fetch her and walk her to Sister Jude's office. The nun gave her name as Sister Mary Eunice. She was a flighty person and Lana had given her no mind. She half listened as she spouted off facts about the asylum. It was only when they both came to a set of stairs that the full affect of the asylum hit her. Suddenly the sunny outside of the building disappeared and the darkness of the inside hit. She heard people moaning around her and saw all the inmates. The air was still and everything began to feel eerie. This was not a place she ever wanted to be.
Sister Jude had not been alone in the office when they had entered and the nun inside had chided the younger one for not knocking. Lana immediately understood the chain of command and took note. She also took note of the woman who seemed to be being punished for something and was getting her hair cut. She was curious but this wasn't why she had come to the asylum and yet she could help wondering; she couldn't help but asking. It was her nature after all.
Sister Jude was not someone who believed in modern medicine; modern science. She was an old fashioned Catholic who believed in prayer and punishment and Lana immediately realized that was how the asylum was run and she felt sorry for the people inside. These were sick people and many of them had no control over their actions and Sister Jude was the type to punish them anyway Lana made a point to never get on her bad side.
If she had only known she would spend the next few months on her bad side.
If she had only known maybe she would not done what she had done next.
She had gone home with visions of Pulitzers dancing in her head. Between watching Kit Walker being brought into Briarcliff and her interview with Sister Jude, Lana couldn't stop the thoughts of all her hard work finally being acknowledge by her peers. Briarcliff was a dark place, too dark. There was something wrong there she could feel it. There was something in the air that just felt wrong to her.
And Sister Jude...oh boy!
Lana had told Wendy, her lover...her love about it and Wendy like always had been supportive of her. Wendy wanted her to succeed as much as she did. The day she had met Wendy had been one of the happiest days of her life, only to be exceeded by the day they had moved in together. She had never been happier then that day. She had never been happier then the day she had told Wendy she had found a story that would make her famous.
Lana had known it was dangerous, oh she had known. She knew she might have been caught and maybe arrested. It wouldn't have been the first time a reporter had landed in jail for a story. However, never in her wildest dreams did she ever think she would wake up tied to a bed.
Never in her darkest nightmares did she think she would wake up staring at the face of Sister Jude being told she had just been committed to the asylum by her lover...her love.
Never did she think her life which the day before had been so good would turn so awful. Lana watched as the woman who had destroyed her life walked out of the room and did the only thing she could, she screamed...
A/N: I am really not sure about this. Please tell me if you think I should continue.