Disclaimer: I´m not making any money off this fanfic and I don´t own any of this, with the exception of the story.
Author´s Note: I felt that this needed to be done, since no one else have made a fanfic of Linda´s funeral.
This is my second fanfic, so please tell me what I can do better. :)
Author´s Note 2: Although "Till Death Do Us Part" is one of my favorite PB episodes, I hardly remember the lines in it, so the "flashback" might have a different kind of wording.
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Linda´s Funeral
Funerals always gave TC the creeps. It proved his own mortality. And now he had to go to one of his friends´ funeral. Well, at least it wasn´t my fiancée, he thought to himself.
He was sitting comforting Chris, who had been down ever since it happened. She would walk around in their apartment, questioning what she did wrong, or if she´d been able to save Linda. He tried to make her think of something else, but she would always go back to those thoughts.
He sighed. He´d better start listening to Victor´s speech, although he didn´t want to. Deep down he didn´t want to hear Victor´s last words to Linda, since he couldn´t think of her as dead.
"Linda lived among us for far too short time, but will always be remembered for bringing sunshine, not just into my life, but to everyone´s life. I can´t believe she´s gone. For just a week ago, she was here, living and free, and now...now...now I just pray that He looks after her." So it was done. Victor were really good at writing speeches, but it was absurd that (what would probably be) his last speech would be held at his fiancée´s funeral.
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"Linda died on the way to the hospital."
"Chris, go home."
"Why? So I can wash away her blood from my shirt?"
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TC came back to reality as Chris started cry heavy. He knew he had to make her feel better in some way.
"Ssh..it wasn´t your fault, you did the right thing."
"Yeah? Then why do I feel so terrible?"
It didn´t help, Chris was feeling lousier then ever, and he couldn´t do anything about it.
He watched Victor as he went to Linda´s coffin, put a single red rose on it and said: "God has finally gotten his most beautiful angel back." Pure words right from the heart, TC thought, as he saw that Victor bended down and whispered something. He couldn´t hear what Victor said, but he assumed it was just meant for Linda.
As Chris´ sobs became heavier, he noticed that Rosa was crying heavy too, as Victor went back to comfort her.
"¿Por qué Victor? ¿Por qué?" (Why Victor? Why?)
"I don´t know mom. I really don´t know."
After that, TC saw Victor bury his face in his hands, and he began crying too. TC was surprised that he hadn´t cracked sooner, but TC assumed that Victor didn´t want to spoil the speech. TC saw Rosa, trying to comfort Victor.
"Ssh ssh...It will heal...it will heal."
"No it won´t. I will never be able to see and touch her again. I will be haunted by my promise to find another love, when I know I won´t. I lied to her mom, she was dying and I lied to her. I will never be able to look at myself in a mirror without seeing a pathetic lying loser!"
TC sighed deep. Victor would probably never find another, he knew him too well. And although some things would never heal, he hoped that Victor at least wouldn´t loose his dignity, since he knew that if that happened, nothing would stop Victor from taking his life...
Author´s Note: I felt that this needed to be done, since no one else have made a fanfic of Linda´s funeral.
This is my second fanfic, so please tell me what I can do better. :)
Author´s Note 2: Although "Till Death Do Us Part" is one of my favorite PB episodes, I hardly remember the lines in it, so the "flashback" might have a different kind of wording.
~*~
Linda´s Funeral
Funerals always gave TC the creeps. It proved his own mortality. And now he had to go to one of his friends´ funeral. Well, at least it wasn´t my fiancée, he thought to himself.
He was sitting comforting Chris, who had been down ever since it happened. She would walk around in their apartment, questioning what she did wrong, or if she´d been able to save Linda. He tried to make her think of something else, but she would always go back to those thoughts.
He sighed. He´d better start listening to Victor´s speech, although he didn´t want to. Deep down he didn´t want to hear Victor´s last words to Linda, since he couldn´t think of her as dead.
"Linda lived among us for far too short time, but will always be remembered for bringing sunshine, not just into my life, but to everyone´s life. I can´t believe she´s gone. For just a week ago, she was here, living and free, and now...now...now I just pray that He looks after her." So it was done. Victor were really good at writing speeches, but it was absurd that (what would probably be) his last speech would be held at his fiancée´s funeral.
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"Linda died on the way to the hospital."
"Chris, go home."
"Why? So I can wash away her blood from my shirt?"
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TC came back to reality as Chris started cry heavy. He knew he had to make her feel better in some way.
"Ssh..it wasn´t your fault, you did the right thing."
"Yeah? Then why do I feel so terrible?"
It didn´t help, Chris was feeling lousier then ever, and he couldn´t do anything about it.
He watched Victor as he went to Linda´s coffin, put a single red rose on it and said: "God has finally gotten his most beautiful angel back." Pure words right from the heart, TC thought, as he saw that Victor bended down and whispered something. He couldn´t hear what Victor said, but he assumed it was just meant for Linda.
As Chris´ sobs became heavier, he noticed that Rosa was crying heavy too, as Victor went back to comfort her.
"¿Por qué Victor? ¿Por qué?" (Why Victor? Why?)
"I don´t know mom. I really don´t know."
After that, TC saw Victor bury his face in his hands, and he began crying too. TC was surprised that he hadn´t cracked sooner, but TC assumed that Victor didn´t want to spoil the speech. TC saw Rosa, trying to comfort Victor.
"Ssh ssh...It will heal...it will heal."
"No it won´t. I will never be able to see and touch her again. I will be haunted by my promise to find another love, when I know I won´t. I lied to her mom, she was dying and I lied to her. I will never be able to look at myself in a mirror without seeing a pathetic lying loser!"
TC sighed deep. Victor would probably never find another, he knew him too well. And although some things would never heal, he hoped that Victor at least wouldn´t loose his dignity, since he knew that if that happened, nothing would stop Victor from taking his life...