Title: Violet

Disclaimer: not my characters

Warnings: major (non-canonical) character death; grief

Pairings: Sheriff/Claudia

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 80

Point of view: third

Prompt: violet


Purple is the color of royalty, he thinks inanely, face against his son's shoulder. He buried his wife in purple. Bruises turn purple. Flames can be purple. Claudia had loved it – she wore lavender at their wedding, painted their bedroom walls it. Their son's baby blanket was deep purple.

He sobs into his son's shoulder, ignoring the roars and shouts around him. He's going to bury their son in purple, and forever after, he'll taste bile any time he sees it.