I was originally writing a fic with Mac and Claire, set right before the 9/11 attack - but somehow it didn't seem right. I liked some of the lines, so I put them together and after listening to this song, couldn't resist the urge. There's three short chapters to this.
Thanks to delga for betaing this.
I don't own the characters, & the lyrics are from the song I Cried For You by Katie Melua.
Rated PG.
Again, this is chapter one of three, so there're two more parts to come.
The Sky Cried For You
I cried for you, and the sky cried for you, and when you went I became a hopeless drifter; but this life was not for you, though I learned from you that beauty need only be a whisper.
That morning marked the end of his world; the sky cried smoke and bled fire, falling amid a flurry of screams. He heard the yells from his office, smelled the smoke from the lobby on his way out. By the time he'd crossed the yard to his car, time had rewound and played back: more smoke, more flames, more screams.
It took him a matter of minutes to get through the crowds of people and vehicles blocking the roads. It was one time he was truly grateful for his police badge, and not the first time he hated the fact that he had to use it.
He recognised various police officers but he didn't see them, he only saw one – Stella, his curly-haired colleague, partner and best friend all in one – helplessly watching as her city – her world – collapsed effortlessly around her. She sensed his presence in the way only true friends can and she spun around slowly, arms open. He stumbled forward and collapsed into them, violent sobs racking his body, much the same as other bystanders. They cried together, drawing strength from each other as flames blazed behind them and their city filled with smoke. The whole world stopped when the sky fell.