Title: Resurrected Our Thoughts
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: I do not own the concepts of Hunters (Kripke), Slayers & Dawn (Whedon), Gleeks (Murphy), Dark-Hunters (Kenyon), Whoveians (Davies/BBC's) or sundry others.
Summary: Ten (#*$#% more) snippets of the Resurrected 'Verse. Multiple focuses.
Words: 145
Song: Right Here Waiting - Richard Marx (4:24)
A/N: My skull is throbbing, I want to choke about three people, and now I'm going to watch Jason Statham kick ass and take names. Which has nothing to do with this installment, but I feel the need to mention those facts.

Resurrected Our Thoughts
I Took for Granted

He found her sitting out on the back porch, her hands cupping her chin as she stared up at the twinkling night sky. Her golden hair shone in the moonlight, paler than what he'd imagined it looked like in the sun.

"A kid changes everything," came the hoarse whisper from her lips.

"Not unless you let it," he shrugged, his voice tighter than it needed to be for this particular conversation.

"Bullshit," her voice shook. "What am I supposed to do with a kid, Henrik?"

"Same thing you did with the first two, Jaylin," Henrik snapped back.

"Do it on my own and then abandon it to the world?"

"Dammit, Jay, you know I won't let anything happen to you two," Henrik dropped in front of her, his hands snatching hers up to his heart. "Second chances, Joyce. I get to finally prove my worth."