Title: Most Important Thing
Author: Mika Chan 55
Spoilers: Nine
Pairings: Cam/Hunter
Warnings: Boy/Boy love, Character death
Summary: For the sense of smell, almost more than any other, has the power to recall memories and it is a pity that you use it so little. Rachel Carson (1907 – 1964)
I enter Cam and mine apartment, waving my brother goodbye as he drives away. I walk into the quiet place I have been avoiding for the past month and half. The setting sun giving me enough light to move by. With Cam's note clutch in my hand, I enter the kitchen and the smell of burnt eggs hit me full on.
Flashback
"How are you feeling today love?" I smile as Cam carefully enters into the kitchen. The doctors had allowed him to come home for the weekend. The weekend before he got worse.
"I'm fine," Cam sinks down into a chair and lays his chin on his hand. I head over to him, run my fingers through his mostly gone hair and kiss him sweetly. Pulling back I go back to the stove and we let small talk pass in-between us.
"How much do you want Cam?" I question and there was no answer, "Cam?" I turn around, "Cam!"
Cam had fallen forward on the table, out cold. I called the emergency number and a couple moments before the ambulance showed up I smelled burning.
I forgot about the food.
End
Shaking my head I clear the memory from my head and move to the sitting room. Spotting a small plush toy, I step over and pick up the samurai toy and another memory invades me as the smell of puke registers.
Flashback
"Cam? Cam!" I rush over to my lover, whom has rolled off the couch to puke on the floor, "Hey, you ok?"
He gives a slight nod and I help him back up onto the couch and the plush toy fall down into the mess on the ground.
End
Keeping the toy clutch to my chest I head to our bedroom and in the dying light I strip down to my boxers and slide in underneath the blankets on the suddenly too large bed. I close my eyes as I bury my face into the pillow and the sent of cinnamon and apples hit me. Tears well up into my eyes again as I clench them close.
I allow myself to fall asleep as the sent of my lover from our bed soothe me with good memories and the smell from the toy reminds me of the hard times.
As I fall deeper into sleep ghost arms seem to wrap around me and the sent of cinnamons and apples overcome all other scents in my dreams.
The End
Ok, finally I finished. Took me long enough too. Sorry for those whom wanted Cam to live, it just kind of wrote itself and I went along for the ride.
To clear two things up:
After the 3rd chapter Cam doesn't die till two weeks afterwards and
In-between the last chapter and this one, it has only been about a day or two
I was typing this up and it made sense to me, but then I actually read it and I thought it might confuse the readers so I just thought I'd clear it up a bit.
Well, let me know what you thought of it please!