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26 October 2010 @ 05:38 pm
With Halloween so close...  
... my muse decided to play along and gifted me with enough inspiration for two tiny oneshots written for the meme at sharp_teeth  

Title: Pearls
Disclaimer: Not mine. Shame. Yadda.
Prompt: Teeth are all that remains of Jess after the fire. Sam steals them: they're so perfect, white.
Warning: Probably more disturbing than usual. I mean it! Consider yourself warned.



He carries them in a small box. One of those tiny inconspicuous things in which young woman usually find their engagement rings in. Huge and sparkling and much more worth than the particular man can actually afford. With light breaking in it and making it twinkle like a fallen star.

The white pearls he's staring at aren't twinkling anymore. They might have... once. But that's the past. Now they've turned into a dull beige. No more than aging bones. But in Sam's eyes, they're still twinkling. He can see them surrounded by her smile. Her lips widening and her white teeth look like they're alive. White and shining and perfect. It's really just the cheap light in the motel room bathing them in this dull, yellowish glimmer. It is!

Carefully, Sam touches one, caresses it. Imagines it sending goose bumps over his dead girlfriends body and he's half awed, half disgusted. No, probably more awed, now that his face lightens up in dream-like reminiscence.

He softly closes the lid and puts the red velvet box back into his backpack. Stuffs it deep into the depths between socks and shirts and jack knives just as the door opens and Dean enters, grinning. A brown bag of gooey goodness and hopefully a salad for Sam. The smell of coffee wafts over, chasing away her perfume and the minty smell of her breath. He could have sworn it had hung in the air just now. But now it’s gone and the sparking pearls will remain untouched for another long time before he has the courage to look at them again.

Frightening him.

Overwhelming him.

Blinding him.

 
 
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CeCe Away: jessm78cece_away on October 26th, 2010 04:03 pm (UTC)
Um. That is a little disturbing, though I get it. I heard of this guy who shaved his legs so he could remember what his dead wife's legs felt like under the covers. You never know what people will do in their grief.
annj_g80annj_g80 on October 26th, 2010 06:29 pm (UTC)
Grief (well, and a few other scenarios) do strange things with us. I'm not yet sure, though, whether I find Sam's behaviour in this little fic disturbing or just plain sad.
Danipinkphoenix1985 on October 28th, 2010 07:21 pm (UTC)
very well written but this is disturbing
annj_g80annj_g80 on October 29th, 2010 11:57 am (UTC)
It is. Sometimes I wonder how my head can think of things like that... *shivers*
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