TITLE: A Life In Reverse 6/7 (?)
AUTHORS: Sam (Lestrade42)
RATING: PG-13
FEEDBACK: I have an enormous amount of fic stuffed into my head because I haven't had time to write. Please tell me you still love me.
DISCLAIMER: All established characters (Micki, Ryan, Jack, Johnny, Lewis etc....) belong to Frank Mancuso, Jr. Nick O' Malley, Kate Benson and SU2 belong to Evan Katz. Kate Brannigan is a creation of Karen. All others belong to me.
EXPLANATION: Stuff bad, shop crew good.
This story came to me (literally) as I bent over to pick up a newspaper in the driveway. I think it's a combined frustration due to a haunted computer, a semi-broken A drive, a corrupted disk, a dusty 'Back To The Future' DVD and the fact I'm out of new "Stargate SG-1" episodes.
Includes excerpts and characters from Karen's (Coe42) "Past and Future" and "Blast From The Past" and my stories "Too Much Television Is Bad For Your Soul" and "Witches and Warlocks."
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Cole smiled as his followers rolled in the second altar. Candles began to be lit. Men and women mumbled prayers and chants, other brought forth cloth and herbs. "Good," Cole said. "Prepare his body. We shall begin soon." He reached forward and reverently pulled back the cloth. A half charred skeleton looked sadly up at him. "Soon Caleb... soon you will be amongst us again." He looked over at Kate. Sweat poured from her forehead, pain playing across her face. "Soon."
~*~
Ryan crouched down behind a trash can and motioned for Jack and Johnny to follow him. "Jack, is it me or is this all a little too convenient?"
"I agree. Micki came in just as I was leaving. She's calling the detective's."
Johnny pulled out his cell phone. "I'll tell her where we are."
"We can't wait for them to get here," Ryan said. He pointed up to a half open window. Flames were visible, sign song voices drifted down to them.
Jack sighed. "Tell Micki that the detectives can meet us inside."
~*~
Kate slowly made her way from the bathroom to the living room. Ryan was stretched out on the couch, a blanket and a bowl of popcorn on his lap. "Anything good on," she asked.
"Twilight Zone marathon?"
Kate squeezed her eyes shut. "Please pick something else."
Ryan frowned. "Thought you liked that show."
She sat next to him and grabbed the blanket. "Not right now."
Ryan moved to let Kate squeeze next to him and grabbed the remote. "Oh! Dracula!"
Kate opened her mouth to respond...
...Dracula advanced on Kate. "You're a very wise person, Madame."
Kate smiled and whipped out a cross. "Actually I attribute it to one too many episodes of 'Dracula: The Series'. Ryan..... Ryan?" He was gone. Kate heard a strangled cry behind her. Kate looked past Dracula. Johnny had Ryan on a choke hold.
"I thought you said he couldn't get out," he sputtered.
"I must have left a gap in the circle!" Dracula grabbed Kate's hand and twisted it behind her back. The cross clattered to the ground.
"Kate!"...
Ryan sighed. "I'll take that as a no." He flipped to another channel. "Um, 'Bride of Frankenstein'?"
"Sure." She pulled the blanket up to her throat. "Aren't you cold?"
~*~
Cole smiled as Rebecca burst into the room. "They're right behind," she dropped to a knee.
"Just in time." He motioned to the followers. The two altars were pushed together. Kate's left arm was pulled away from her body. The skeleton's right arm popped and cracked as it was pulled away. Kate's wrist was tied to the skeleton's with red ribbons. Cole reached out his hand. Robed figures dropped to their knees in a perfect circle. Rebecca approached with a large silver jeweled knife. She knelt before Cole and bowed her head low, her arms raising the knife as an offering. Hand shaking slightly, he took it and held it high. "Caleb, we call you back from the darkness!" Cole rounded the altar and placed his hand over the skeleton's heart. He raised the knife again. "In Asteroph's name, arise!" Cole plunged the knife through his own hand into the heart of the charred body.
~*~
Ryan shivered. "Yeah, a little bit." He pulled Kate closer to him. "Hey, you should be relaxing. Seems like ever since we left you've been getting more uptight." Ryan began to massage her shoulders. "It's just you," he gently kissed her neck, "me," his traced his lips to her jaw, "and a television." He bent down and kissed the hollow of her neck. "What more could we need?"
Kate smiled. "A heater?"
Ryan smirked and turned Kate to face him. He kissed her gently, his arms encircling her.
Kate relaxed against her husband's form...
... Kate and Ryan were still locked in Heather and Matthew's embrace. Ryan pulled away. Kate blinked and passed out. Ryan followed....
"This is right," Kate's brain insisted. Her hands moved up Ryan's chest...
... Johnny leaned down and gently kissed the cut. "Feel better?"
She blushed. "Much better, You know, the world needs miracle doctors like you around."...
"This is right"...
... Johnny was sitting up against the wall with a book. "What do you think you're doing?"
Kate smiled and climbed into his lap. "Going to sleep."
He wrapped his arms around her. They didn't talk. Kate closed her eyes and listened to Johnny's heartbeat....
"This is..."...
... Johnny grabbed her arm. "Where do you think you're going?"
She smiled. "To be a hero." In the blink of an eye, she kissed him. And, just as quickly, she was gone...
"THIS..."...
... She wrapped her arms around Johnny's neck. "Well, the hero usually get a reward at the end of the horror movie."
Johnny traced his hands along her cheek. He bent down and brushed his lips along hers. "Like this", he whispered and brought his mouth fully to hers. For a minute, the world stopped around them....
"IS..."...
... Johnny turned to her, brushing his hands along her cheeks. "I hope so." He leaned down and kissed her gently....
"NOT RIGHT!" Kate pulled away from Ryan and jumped up.
"Kate, what's the matter?"
"Everything," she screamed. "Everything's the matter! I don't belong here. You're not my husband, you're my best friend. I'm not a mother. I have no desire to have children anytime in the near future." The room slowly began to spin.
"Kate, that's crazy." Ryan reached for her hand. "Come here." He pulled her to him again and kissed her.
Kate closed her eyes, willing the dizziness to stop. A scent suddenly filler her nostrils, rotting burnt meat. She pulled away, her face covered in slime. She looked up at her husband. Before her stood a charred skeleton, and it was laughing.
Kate screamed.
~*~
Kate screamed.
Cole laughed and grabbed the bound hands.
Ryan, Johnny and Jack raised their heads from their hiding places.
"Caleb wakes!"
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AUTHORS: Sam (Lestrade42)
RATING: PG-13
FEEDBACK: I have an enormous amount of fic stuffed into my head because I haven't had time to write. Please tell me you still love me.
DISCLAIMER: All established characters (Micki, Ryan, Jack, Johnny, Lewis etc....) belong to Frank Mancuso, Jr. Nick O' Malley, Kate Benson and SU2 belong to Evan Katz. Kate Brannigan is a creation of Karen. All others belong to me.
EXPLANATION: Stuff bad, shop crew good.
This story came to me (literally) as I bent over to pick up a newspaper in the driveway. I think it's a combined frustration due to a haunted computer, a semi-broken A drive, a corrupted disk, a dusty 'Back To The Future' DVD and the fact I'm out of new "Stargate SG-1" episodes.
Includes excerpts and characters from Karen's (Coe42) "Past and Future" and "Blast From The Past" and my stories "Too Much Television Is Bad For Your Soul" and "Witches and Warlocks."
______________________________________________________________________
Cole smiled as his followers rolled in the second altar. Candles began to be lit. Men and women mumbled prayers and chants, other brought forth cloth and herbs. "Good," Cole said. "Prepare his body. We shall begin soon." He reached forward and reverently pulled back the cloth. A half charred skeleton looked sadly up at him. "Soon Caleb... soon you will be amongst us again." He looked over at Kate. Sweat poured from her forehead, pain playing across her face. "Soon."
~*~
Ryan crouched down behind a trash can and motioned for Jack and Johnny to follow him. "Jack, is it me or is this all a little too convenient?"
"I agree. Micki came in just as I was leaving. She's calling the detective's."
Johnny pulled out his cell phone. "I'll tell her where we are."
"We can't wait for them to get here," Ryan said. He pointed up to a half open window. Flames were visible, sign song voices drifted down to them.
Jack sighed. "Tell Micki that the detectives can meet us inside."
~*~
Kate slowly made her way from the bathroom to the living room. Ryan was stretched out on the couch, a blanket and a bowl of popcorn on his lap. "Anything good on," she asked.
"Twilight Zone marathon?"
Kate squeezed her eyes shut. "Please pick something else."
Ryan frowned. "Thought you liked that show."
She sat next to him and grabbed the blanket. "Not right now."
Ryan moved to let Kate squeeze next to him and grabbed the remote. "Oh! Dracula!"
Kate opened her mouth to respond...
...Dracula advanced on Kate. "You're a very wise person, Madame."
Kate smiled and whipped out a cross. "Actually I attribute it to one too many episodes of 'Dracula: The Series'. Ryan..... Ryan?" He was gone. Kate heard a strangled cry behind her. Kate looked past Dracula. Johnny had Ryan on a choke hold.
"I thought you said he couldn't get out," he sputtered.
"I must have left a gap in the circle!" Dracula grabbed Kate's hand and twisted it behind her back. The cross clattered to the ground.
"Kate!"...
Ryan sighed. "I'll take that as a no." He flipped to another channel. "Um, 'Bride of Frankenstein'?"
"Sure." She pulled the blanket up to her throat. "Aren't you cold?"
~*~
Cole smiled as Rebecca burst into the room. "They're right behind," she dropped to a knee.
"Just in time." He motioned to the followers. The two altars were pushed together. Kate's left arm was pulled away from her body. The skeleton's right arm popped and cracked as it was pulled away. Kate's wrist was tied to the skeleton's with red ribbons. Cole reached out his hand. Robed figures dropped to their knees in a perfect circle. Rebecca approached with a large silver jeweled knife. She knelt before Cole and bowed her head low, her arms raising the knife as an offering. Hand shaking slightly, he took it and held it high. "Caleb, we call you back from the darkness!" Cole rounded the altar and placed his hand over the skeleton's heart. He raised the knife again. "In Asteroph's name, arise!" Cole plunged the knife through his own hand into the heart of the charred body.
~*~
Ryan shivered. "Yeah, a little bit." He pulled Kate closer to him. "Hey, you should be relaxing. Seems like ever since we left you've been getting more uptight." Ryan began to massage her shoulders. "It's just you," he gently kissed her neck, "me," his traced his lips to her jaw, "and a television." He bent down and kissed the hollow of her neck. "What more could we need?"
Kate smiled. "A heater?"
Ryan smirked and turned Kate to face him. He kissed her gently, his arms encircling her.
Kate relaxed against her husband's form...
... Kate and Ryan were still locked in Heather and Matthew's embrace. Ryan pulled away. Kate blinked and passed out. Ryan followed....
"This is right," Kate's brain insisted. Her hands moved up Ryan's chest...
... Johnny leaned down and gently kissed the cut. "Feel better?"
She blushed. "Much better, You know, the world needs miracle doctors like you around."...
"This is right"...
... Johnny was sitting up against the wall with a book. "What do you think you're doing?"
Kate smiled and climbed into his lap. "Going to sleep."
He wrapped his arms around her. They didn't talk. Kate closed her eyes and listened to Johnny's heartbeat....
"This is..."...
... Johnny grabbed her arm. "Where do you think you're going?"
She smiled. "To be a hero." In the blink of an eye, she kissed him. And, just as quickly, she was gone...
"THIS..."...
... She wrapped her arms around Johnny's neck. "Well, the hero usually get a reward at the end of the horror movie."
Johnny traced his hands along her cheek. He bent down and brushed his lips along hers. "Like this", he whispered and brought his mouth fully to hers. For a minute, the world stopped around them....
"IS..."...
... Johnny turned to her, brushing his hands along her cheeks. "I hope so." He leaned down and kissed her gently....
"NOT RIGHT!" Kate pulled away from Ryan and jumped up.
"Kate, what's the matter?"
"Everything," she screamed. "Everything's the matter! I don't belong here. You're not my husband, you're my best friend. I'm not a mother. I have no desire to have children anytime in the near future." The room slowly began to spin.
"Kate, that's crazy." Ryan reached for her hand. "Come here." He pulled her to him again and kissed her.
Kate closed her eyes, willing the dizziness to stop. A scent suddenly filler her nostrils, rotting burnt meat. She pulled away, her face covered in slime. She looked up at her husband. Before her stood a charred skeleton, and it was laughing.
Kate screamed.
~*~
Kate screamed.
Cole laughed and grabbed the bound hands.
Ryan, Johnny and Jack raised their heads from their hiding places.
"Caleb wakes!"
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