Title: Baby Girl
Rating: R-NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my mind.
Author: crazyash197
Summary: Liz's daughter seeks revenge.
Sobs wracked through her body as she studied the bloodied face of her mother. A once strong, beautiful, vibrant and wonderful mother; now reduced to a shivering mess of blood and tears. No one would have guessed. How could they? He had always seemed like the perfect gentleman. You could always see past his faults.
"Well I fucking can't! Bastard killed you, I'll make him pay mommy. He'll never be able to do this to ANYONE ever again."
"Lea baby, don't do it." she croaked hoarsely "Promise me you won't do anything you'll regret. Don't" she stopped only to hack up what seemed like more blood if it was possible "don't let have that kind of control over you." How had she ever not seen what he was capable of?
"Mom! I could NEVER, EVER regret getting revenge on that bastard. He's made me lose friends, Gram and Gramp, our family, and now I'm losing you. I can't... Mommy" she whimpered seeing her eyes start to close in defeat. "MOMMY!! NO! You can't leave me. Don't go mommy PLEASE!!! WAKE UP DAMN IT!" struggling to see through her blurry eyes she sent a little energy into her mother's heart, in a vague attempt to revive her
Feeling her heart lighten a little as her eyes fluttered open for what was sure to be the last time she barely managed to get out
"Mommy you cat leave me, you can't! I need you!"
"Listen to me, okay?' at her daughter's fervent nods she continued, "I love you. I am so proud of you and how you turned out. You're better than I ever dreamed. You look so much like your father. He would be proud too. Anyone would.
I know that I kept a lot of things from you, trying to keep you safe. But, in the end, this knowledge will help you no matter the pain. I want you to connect with me. You need to remember everything, and use it to win the war that is inevitably coming. But most of all, remember I love you." If only... so many of those floating around in her mind. If only I could hold on a little longer. If only I had left him. If only I had made him stay. If only I hadn't.
"I love you mommy. So much." As the last string of words left her mouth, she built up her powers and concentrated on her mother. Staring into her eyes was painful, knowing that this was the last time she'd ever see them with any life in them at all.
All of a sudden she was in. There was her mother, at the tender age of 7. Playing with what had to be Maria and Uncle Alex. The infamous cupcake dress. Staring at her father. Then the bastard as a young 'innocent' kid. The Crashdown, where she had used to live part-time when times weren't so bad. Her mother's first period. Her first kiss. Her first date with Kyle. The shooting. The sneaking around. Hank. The apartment. Nacedo. Tess. Betrayal. Anger. Love. Pain. Friendships: new and old, lost and found. Ava, Kyle, Isabel. Alex's death. Betrayal. First time. Pregnancy. Abandonment. Hurt. Morning sickness. Corny jokes. Graduation. Growing up. Birth. Single parent. First steps. First words. Proud. Entranced. Overwhelming love. Returns. Disappointment. Shock. Marriage. Ick, honeymoon. New home. New life. Alcohol. Doubt. Abuse. Fear. Her growing up. Secrets. Lies. High School. Rebellion. Getting her ready for her first date. Shock. Sadness. Loneliness. Abuse. Fear. Not so sweet sixteen. Revelations. Abuse. The worst. Herself. Everything around her started to fade, go slower. Until, the only light was the outline of her mother entering the tunnel; the only way for her to escape.
She snapped back into reality as she heard his car screech up. Quickly she decided on a plan of action. Total annihilation. Power started to surge into her hands as a blinding rage tore through her. The door slammed behind her. Before he could utter a single drunken slur she turned toward him, like a lion to a doe.
"Revenge time Maxwell."
Sobs wracked through her body as she studied the bloodied face of her mother. A once strong, beautiful, vibrant and wonderful mother; now reduced to a shivering mess of blood and tears. No one would have guessed. How could they? He had always seemed like the perfect gentleman. You could always see past his faults.
"Well I fucking can't! Bastard killed you, I'll make him pay mommy. He'll never be able to do this to ANYONE ever again."
"Lea baby, don't do it." she croaked hoarsely "Promise me you won't do anything you'll regret. Don't" she stopped only to hack up what seemed like more blood if it was possible "don't let have that kind of control over you." How had she ever not seen what he was capable of?
"Mom! I could NEVER, EVER regret getting revenge on that bastard. He's made me lose friends, Gram and Gramp, our family, and now I'm losing you. I can't... Mommy" she whimpered seeing her eyes start to close in defeat. "MOMMY!! NO! You can't leave me. Don't go mommy PLEASE!!! WAKE UP DAMN IT!" struggling to see through her blurry eyes she sent a little energy into her mother's heart, in a vague attempt to revive her
Feeling her heart lighten a little as her eyes fluttered open for what was sure to be the last time she barely managed to get out
"Mommy you cat leave me, you can't! I need you!"
"Listen to me, okay?' at her daughter's fervent nods she continued, "I love you. I am so proud of you and how you turned out. You're better than I ever dreamed. You look so much like your father. He would be proud too. Anyone would.
I know that I kept a lot of things from you, trying to keep you safe. But, in the end, this knowledge will help you no matter the pain. I want you to connect with me. You need to remember everything, and use it to win the war that is inevitably coming. But most of all, remember I love you." If only... so many of those floating around in her mind. If only I could hold on a little longer. If only I had left him. If only I had made him stay. If only I hadn't.
"I love you mommy. So much." As the last string of words left her mouth, she built up her powers and concentrated on her mother. Staring into her eyes was painful, knowing that this was the last time she'd ever see them with any life in them at all.
All of a sudden she was in. There was her mother, at the tender age of 7. Playing with what had to be Maria and Uncle Alex. The infamous cupcake dress. Staring at her father. Then the bastard as a young 'innocent' kid. The Crashdown, where she had used to live part-time when times weren't so bad. Her mother's first period. Her first kiss. Her first date with Kyle. The shooting. The sneaking around. Hank. The apartment. Nacedo. Tess. Betrayal. Anger. Love. Pain. Friendships: new and old, lost and found. Ava, Kyle, Isabel. Alex's death. Betrayal. First time. Pregnancy. Abandonment. Hurt. Morning sickness. Corny jokes. Graduation. Growing up. Birth. Single parent. First steps. First words. Proud. Entranced. Overwhelming love. Returns. Disappointment. Shock. Marriage. Ick, honeymoon. New home. New life. Alcohol. Doubt. Abuse. Fear. Her growing up. Secrets. Lies. High School. Rebellion. Getting her ready for her first date. Shock. Sadness. Loneliness. Abuse. Fear. Not so sweet sixteen. Revelations. Abuse. The worst. Herself. Everything around her started to fade, go slower. Until, the only light was the outline of her mother entering the tunnel; the only way for her to escape.
She snapped back into reality as she heard his car screech up. Quickly she decided on a plan of action. Total annihilation. Power started to surge into her hands as a blinding rage tore through her. The door slammed behind her. Before he could utter a single drunken slur she turned toward him, like a lion to a doe.
"Revenge time Maxwell."