Nowhere to Run
A
Supernatural
Fanfiction
Chapter Two
As Cormac continued to sit alone in his cell for the next few weeks, his thoughts did not stray away from the one person he had been obsessing on for several years: Lizzie.
There would be nights when Cormac would cry himself to sleep, due to Lizzie's constant rejections when she was alive, and now that he was in prison for her murder, he couldn't see her again. The thought of this, still made Cormac fume with rage.
Until one day, just after one o' clock in the afternoon, when Cormac received some startling news from a fellow inmate who was being moved to a different cell that afternoon. "Hey! Lizzie's alive!" was what he had said.
At first, Cormac refused to believe it. Until he was shown the front page of the latest issue of the Daily Prophet.
There, on the front page, clear as day in black and white, was an HD moving photograph of Lizzie. The article was explaining how she had killed a vampire in Scotland the previous week and had been praised by the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures at the Ministry of Magic for her work, along with Sam and Dean Winchester.
Lizzie was smiling as she waved at the camera, as she stood next to Sam. She then turned toward Sam and kissed him on the mouth.
"No!" Cormac roared angrily as he clenched the newspaper in anger. "This can't happen! It can't!" he growled. "If I can't have Lizzie, no one, no one can!"
As Cormac sat fuming in his cell, only one thought was racing through his mind: I've got to get out of here!
His desire to have Lizzie as a sexual partner disappeared rapidly, and was replaced by a new desire: A desire to make Lizzie pay. Not just for rejecting him numerous times, and breaking his heart. But for going off and dating another man.
And so, that night, Cormac unscrewed a nail out of his bed frame, and picked the lock of his cell door and slinked out. He was free.