Challenge #70: c'est la vie
Spoilers: Season 4
(First post. New fandom.)
Disclaimer: JJ owns them. I just play with his toys.
The gun against her temple was cold, colder than she’d have expected. She was calm, so calm it shook something inside him.
Daily, he played with fire, with death. He looked into her eyes; he saw Sydney, he saw life.
“Something predictable about this, Jack,” she said, clipped syllables playing against her hard accent. “Feels like we should’ve known.”
“C’est la vie?” His tone was low and ironic, but gentler than it should’ve been.
“This isn’t life, Jack.” She lowered her eyes. “It never was.”
He pressed the gun harder against her head. The metal was cold; she was colder.
(First post. New fandom.)
Disclaimer: JJ owns them. I just play with his toys.
The gun against her temple was cold, colder than she’d have expected. She was calm, so calm it shook something inside him.
Daily, he played with fire, with death. He looked into her eyes; he saw Sydney, he saw life.
“Something predictable about this, Jack,” she said, clipped syllables playing against her hard accent. “Feels like we should’ve known.”
“C’est la vie?” His tone was low and ironic, but gentler than it should’ve been.
“This isn’t life, Jack.” She lowered her eyes. “It never was.”
He pressed the gun harder against her head. The metal was cold; she was colder.