Title: young
Fandom: Shane
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: future!fic
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 190
Point of view: third
Prompt: any book. any. Looking back on younger days the view stretched on for miles/We charged into our future with laughter and smiles (Edwin McCain - Jesters, Dreamers, & Thieves)
He knows that if Shane were still around, he'd suggest another way. Shane had tried to leave the life, and they'd provided him a respite, for a time, until violence had to be done. Shane saved them, and Bob knows that Ma and Pa still miss him, still talk about him sometimes.
Bob learns to use guns because he misses Shane. Not just to hunt or for defense, like Pa. Bob teaches himself trick shooting, though he doubts he'll ever be as good as Shane.
The next time someone comes to town looking for a fight, Bob'll be able to protect everyone, like Shane.
(Despite how much it hurt Shane, he made it look so easy. But it's not that easy. Shane tried to find something new because it was so easy. And if he were here –
But he's not here. Bob, and Ma, and Pa are, and Bob's getting so good.)
There's only one real thing wrong with you, Shane once told Chris. You're young. And that's somethin' time can always cure.
Bob's young yet. And the next time someone looking for trouble comes to town…)