War Between Brothers – Heather Dale
These two were blinded by jealousy's flame/one pointing fingers, the other to blame/one lived in rage and the other in shame/ but which one's the better of what they became?
He did not know how it could have come to this. It seemed only yesterday that he and Alec had been engaged in the Great Rubber Band War of 1985 (which had culminated in three complaints, a very disgruntled M, and them being assigned to a mission that no one else had wanted). The gun in his hand felt so very wrong, and part of his brain wanted to know what he thought he was doing. This was Alec – his brother, his friend, and he was alive, alive when James had thought him to be dead for nine years. The other half of him, the half that had raised the gun to begin with, knew, had done the math and come up with –
"I trusted you, Alec," he said, a tinge of regret in his voice as he watched the other man's silhouette.