History of Violence Fic:

Something More

Alien Angie

Disclaimer: I dont own A History of Violence, have any rights to the film, or the cast crew etc as much as I wish I owned Viggo drool. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes, and not for money...unfortunately...however, if you have any desire to send me money I wont stop ya! LOL

Prologue:

Tom sat at the table, he stared at his plate his daughter had placed infront of him. He couldnt bring himself to look at his family - to face their questioning gaze. Tears pricked at his eyes and his chest heaved. The burning pain in his body throbbed with each heartbeat, but it was nothing compared to what he felt in his heart.

He could feel Jacks eyes boring into him and he stared furiously at the floor, tears threatening to fall.

Edie had glanced up as she heard the key in the door, but had been unable to look at her husband since he had entered the room. She had no idea who she would see sitting at the table. Her husband, Tom - the quiet, easy going, shy, soft spoken man she had loved for nearly 20 years...or Joes, the homicidal maniac with mob connections. She held her breath as Sarah left her seat, scared she was going to run from her father, and let it out in a slow gasp as she placed the plate infront of Tom. Tears welling in her eyes at Sarahs young innocence. Edie looked away quickly, staring at her plate, until unable to bear the silence no longer, she looked at her husband.

Tom could feel Edie's eyes on him, staring at him so hard he would swear she could see into his soul. Unable to bear it any longer, he raised his head to meet her gaze, his eyes slowly, exquisitly slowly moving to stare into his wifes unflinching gaze.

Edie stared at Tom, slowly his eyes met hers. She felt her own fill with tears as she saw her husbands once vibrant blue eyes red with fatigue and a thousand unshed tears, and a pain so deep it broke her heart to see him. Still he stared at her, letting her stare into his soul.

Unable to take any more silence, Edie looked at her son.

"Jack..." Jack understood, they needed to be alone. He beconed to his young sister.

"Come on Sarah, lets see those new shoes huh?" Jack led his sister out of the room leaving Tom and Edie alone.