Title: Supernatural
Rating: T+
Pairing: All the usual, though I doubt it will be overtly obvious.
Summary: "My thumb searched desperately for the 'off' button on the remote in my hand before she could see, but I was a fraction of a second too late…"
Warnings: Perhaps some spoilers for the Supernatural TV Series' and perhaps some mild swearing.
Status of Fic: WIP
Author's Note: I've not written anything in such a long time and have never written anything Twilight related ever, so this is a first for me. Just an idea that bit me and wouldn't go away and a little bit of amusement for myself. :-)
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Supernatural. Shame that really.
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Supernatural
Prologue
Though the memories of my human life were fading fast into an inconsistent blurring, overpowered by the dazzling new sight that my re-birth had brought about, there were certain things that triggered the little switch of remembrance in my mind.
And for those last few ties that linked me back to my recently deceased mortality, I was secretly glad. They kept me grounded, my feet firmly placed upon the floor where they were meant to be, not high in the sky, soaring at the notion of my new found abilities and life.
Plus, there was more than a hint of guilty pleasure about it.
I settled in, curling in onto myself as I leaned back against Esme's immaculate sofa, for once not fighting for control of the television or space with Emmett or bound by my own desires to lay the entirety of my attention upon Edward and our daughter. It was just me, alone, sitting in the darkness…
…Or so I thought.
The familiar scent and the slight shifting of air against my cool cheek alerted me to her presence before I heard or saw her and my thumb searched desperately for the 'off' button on the remote in my hand before she could see, but I was a fraction of a second too late.
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