Is anyone still reading this? I know it's been eons, and I'm sorry. My tires deflated and this story sorta died, but it's back on track now!
Disclaimer: Gina: Mine. Plot: Mine. Buffyverse: Joss Whedon, lord over all things good tv should contain
Coming to Terms
The air was heavy, dank and musty. It was worse than Andrew remembered it. He cringed every time he took a breath. He tried desperately to turn around and run back up the stairs, but his feet would not obey. He could not escape Warren. He wondered now if he had ever really expected to.
Gina followed, her expression blank, her eyes staring, unblinking, at the floor.
"Hey, Gina, you all right?" Andrew asked quietly, hoping Warren would not hear him.
Gina looked up, confused. "Why can't I run away?"
Andrew shrugged. "I can't either."
"You don't have to whisper, I can hear everything you say," Warren informed them over his shoulder.
Andrew scowled. He was more afraid than he wanted to admit, but he did not want to show it, for Gina's sake.
And then they were there.
Andrew gasped, and tried to look away, but he could not. Warren would not let him.
"Oh, my God," Gina gasped, squeezing her eyes shut.
There, lying over the Seal, was Jonathan. No one had found his body yet, otherwise he would not still be there. His lifeless eyes stared upward, his face frozen in an expression of shock, and something else...
Warren was staring at Andrew, absorbing his reaction. "You can see it, can't you? He couldn't believe you were capable of doing him in. At that moment, just before the light went out, he realized that hope is an illusion that he clung to too long."
Andrew was shaking his head, fighting tears.
"Why are you doing this?" Gina asked, her eyes still shut tight.
"I'm sending out a message to all who dare defy me, and it is simply this: You can't."
"But what does it have to do with us?"
"I defied him. I told him to go away. Now he's rubbing it in my face that he'll never go away," Andrew answered. "I chose this when I joined Warren and Jonathan in the first place, and I've been running from it ever since it turned ugly. But I have nowhere else to run to."
"Tell him what he's won, Jonny!"
Jonathan's lifeless corpse sat up. "An eternity of torment in hell, Warren!"
"Oh God," Andrew gasped.
Gina opened her eyes and screamed.
Are you askeered? I am! I promise to finish this story by next weekend. If I don't, you can email me nasty threatening letters until I do, K? Thanks for reading!
