I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with this, but I was at a bit of a roadblock with my other big story. This won't leave me alone until it is written, so I am giving it a chance :) I'm sort of going out on a limb here...
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But this could never happen. Never.
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Never Say Never by Kimori1024 [Reviews - 58]  Chapter or Story Author's Notes: | |
She stood staring at the ground before her. Her eyes were locked on the ground because she couldn’t bring herself to look at the headstone planted in it; she’d spent far too long looking deep into that stone wishing it would bring him back. It never did.
“Mum, we have to go,” a voice from behind her called out.
The girl didn’t budge from her place. Her boots toed the soft grass growing from the plot. It was a miracle in itself that her feet hadn’t left such a permanent imprint not allowing the seed to take root. She just never thought she’d be the one standing here. She never did.
“Mum... You okay?” The voice from before trailed a bit closer followed by a soft touch on the woman’s shoulder. “Mum, I’m sorry but we need to go, we’ve been called out.”
Tears blurred her vision as she turned to the owner of the voice. A young girl, but not as young as she looked. The woman wondered how the girl could sometimes be so cold, especially at times like these. A tear rolled down her cheek as her brown eyes searched the clear blue of her daughter’s beside her. She must get that from her dad. Bury it deep; don’t let it crack the armour because you can’t afford the weakness. No, weakness was an emotion you can never afford.
“Right, yeah, of course.” She nods and tries to smile at her daughter. But soon the façade breaks and nothing can repair it. She grips to the younger girl and for a moment in silence they just stand still in the embrace. “I’m so sorry...” she cries into her daughter’s shoulder. She should be stronger than this; she wasn’t the only one that lost someone. It had been a year and still she can’t quite heal. She never could.
“S’all right Mum... really,” the girl whispered.
The woman pulled away and carefully pushed the stray strands of chocolate brown hair from her daughter’s eyes. She was definitely all her father in some ways, even the blue eyes though she’d never know it. “Right, sweet heart.” She gripped the girl’s shoulders and made a small smile of encouragement. “Let’s go.” The girl grinned back and her blue eyes sparkled, only then expressing the hint of tears that just wouldn’t fall. She was so much like him, but she would never know just how much.
The pair walked off in silence with only once last glance to the surrounding tombstones, leaving the cemetery just as it started to drizzle. By the time they got to the car that Torchwood had sent for them they had t dash inside to escape the constant pelting of water. The woman slipped inside just after her daughter. Less than natural blonde hair clung to her neck and droplets of water snaked their way down soft white flesh inside the worn leather jacket.
“So, what’s the big emergency?” The woman asked as she attempted to ring her hair out while flipping on her mobile. “Oh, fuck... out of range? Are you kidding me?” A superphone was a bit more difficult to come by these days; she definitely could use a bit but of jiggery pokery right now. Her breath caught at the thought and prayed it didn’t show in her voice. “Any luck with yours?”
“No...” The brunette beside her clicked a few buttons on her own phone, but gave up a few moments later, sliding the device back into her hoodie pocket. She propelled herself up to stick her head into the front of the car. “Where are we headed anyway?” she inquired to the driver.
“They told me to take you to the zoo ma’am.” the driver replied without removing his eyes from the road.
“The zoo?” the girl repeated. “Why?”
The blonde woman pulled the girl back in her seat by the blue hood at her neck. “Leave ‘em alone Tori. You know he doesn’t know, Torchwood policy.”
“Then change the policy, you’re head, yeah?” Tori sat down again beside her mother, arms crossed. “Don’t get me wrong, love the adventure, me. I’d just like to know why we’re goin’ to the zoo in the rain.”
“Hell, so would I...” The blonde shifted in her seat and raised her phone closer to the window. Her tongue stuck tightly between her teeth barely peaking out of the corner of her mouth in concentration. If someone were to see her then they wouldn’t be able to guess who she was or what she’d been through, for then she didn’t look a day older than her daughter beside her. “As soon as I can get this bloody phone working...”
The device finally beeped in response and a text message flashed onto the screen.
“Yes! It’s uncle Tony...” she commented to her daughter as her eyes scanned the message.
Sry 4 L8 notice — Bit of a prblm @ zoo
The blonde typed back hastily. More?
“So, what is it? Weevils again?” The Tori peered over her mother’s shoulder eagerly.
“I dunno...” The woman typed in again. Weevils?
A response finally came a good ten minutes later. And the blonde woman swiftly turned to her mobile for the response. No doubt it would be weevils again. That team of hers should really learn to deal with them on their own. This wasn’t a good day and the ache of the place she’d just left still stung her heart.
The text appeared on the screen and the sound of the downpour outside of the car seemed to fade away.
No — Wolves
It could never happen. Never.
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