Drabbles
Title: Two Minutes
Fandom: 3:10 to Yuma
Rating: PG
Warnings: Character death, SPOILERS
Summary: Two minutes in Ben Wade's Life
AN: Two interconnected drabbles. Meant to be slash, can be gen.
Ben Wade was laughing, really laughing. And that realization was so strong the stun from it almost, and wasn’t this ironic, made him stop. As he waited for the train to slow he considered the man who had brought this out of him, who had made him honest. The only man who saw him as more than just a brutal thug. The only man who had ever made him truly feel since his mother’s death. This man, Dan Evans was leading him to chains, barred cells, and the noose. And yet, it was with Dan that he felt most free.
Ben Wade froze, his heart stopped, and his mind shut down. Then, as quickly as the world stopped, it sped forward. And he saw red, Dan’s red blood seeping out of his chest, his own anger building behind his eyes. Ben watched, all he could do, as the light faded from Dan’s eyes. Then Charlie, one of the few men he trusted, the man who killed Dan, spoke. The overpowering grief that froze him erupted into a blaze of fury. He took his gun, the gun with martyred Christ on the handle, and he made them die as Dan died.
Fandom: 3:10 to Yuma
Rating: PG
Warnings: Character death, SPOILERS
Summary: Two minutes in Ben Wade's Life
AN: Two interconnected drabbles. Meant to be slash, can be gen.
Ben Wade was laughing, really laughing. And that realization was so strong the stun from it almost, and wasn’t this ironic, made him stop. As he waited for the train to slow he considered the man who had brought this out of him, who had made him honest. The only man who saw him as more than just a brutal thug. The only man who had ever made him truly feel since his mother’s death. This man, Dan Evans was leading him to chains, barred cells, and the noose. And yet, it was with Dan that he felt most free.
Ben Wade froze, his heart stopped, and his mind shut down. Then, as quickly as the world stopped, it sped forward. And he saw red, Dan’s red blood seeping out of his chest, his own anger building behind his eyes. Ben watched, all he could do, as the light faded from Dan’s eyes. Then Charlie, one of the few men he trusted, the man who killed Dan, spoke. The overpowering grief that froze him erupted into a blaze of fury. He took his gun, the gun with martyred Christ on the handle, and he made them die as Dan died.