Better To Have Loved and Lost
Title: Better To Have Loved and Lost
Universe: That Damn Mpreg
Rating: PG
Summary: Sometimes, they don’t come back. Sometimes, all you’re left with is the memories.
"Maybe… she’ll come back?"
Bruce Jameson paused, then gently placed the flowers he had been holding on the headstone. "You read too many comic books when you were a kid. And don’t go repeating that sentiment unless you want to get your ass handed to you."
"Her dad came back," Bobbi Rae protested softly.
"But no one knows how," Bruce reminded her. "And most of the time… they don’t come back."
Bobbi Rae counted the stones lined up on top of the grave marker. "It’s… hard to believe they’re both gone. I mean, she was so… so…"
"Big," Bruce said. "The word you’re looking for is ‘big’. Y’know, it’s hard to believe, but," he laughed softly. "Did you know she was only five foot two? When she wasn’t changing shape, that is. Didn’t know it myself until… you know who my dad was, right? What he was?"
"John Jameson, the Man-Wolf, the Stargod."
"Geeze, you really know that?" Bruce asked, torn between being impressed and being mildly horrified.
Bobbi Rae just shrugged. "Ah’m a fangirl."
"Yeah, well, anyway, there was this guy who decided to steal the bit of the Stargod’s power in me, and he set up this field where nobody’s powers worked." Bruce closed his eyes, a smile tugging at his mouth in spite of everything. He couldn’t even remember the guy’s name anymore, but the image of tiny Rebecca facing off against the giant thing with only Bishop’s battle staves in hand was forever etched in his mind.
"You know what she told the guy?" Bruce said, still laughing quietly. "‘He’s an asshole, but he’s our asshole, and I’m not letting you take him.’"
"Wow. What happened after that?"
"She kicked him in the balls, grabbed me, and ran for it. We ended up using his anti-power field against him. She was… amazing."
"You loved her?"
"Yeah, but she couldn’t stand me." Bruce shook his head. "I was an ass. I always thought we had a Moonlighting thing going. Turned out, it was just me." He ran a hand through his graying hair.
"What’s ‘Moonlighting’?"
"Really old show. My mom liked it."
Bobbie Rae’s watch beeped sullenly, and the metamorph smiled mirthlessly. "Bout time Ah was lettin’ Bobby Lee get on ta work," she said. "You take care."
"You too, kid."
Universe: That Damn Mpreg
Rating: PG
Summary: Sometimes, they don’t come back. Sometimes, all you’re left with is the memories.
"Maybe… she’ll come back?"
Bruce Jameson paused, then gently placed the flowers he had been holding on the headstone. "You read too many comic books when you were a kid. And don’t go repeating that sentiment unless you want to get your ass handed to you."
"Her dad came back," Bobbi Rae protested softly.
"But no one knows how," Bruce reminded her. "And most of the time… they don’t come back."
Bobbi Rae counted the stones lined up on top of the grave marker. "It’s… hard to believe they’re both gone. I mean, she was so… so…"
"Big," Bruce said. "The word you’re looking for is ‘big’. Y’know, it’s hard to believe, but," he laughed softly. "Did you know she was only five foot two? When she wasn’t changing shape, that is. Didn’t know it myself until… you know who my dad was, right? What he was?"
"John Jameson, the Man-Wolf, the Stargod."
"Geeze, you really know that?" Bruce asked, torn between being impressed and being mildly horrified.
Bobbi Rae just shrugged. "Ah’m a fangirl."
"Yeah, well, anyway, there was this guy who decided to steal the bit of the Stargod’s power in me, and he set up this field where nobody’s powers worked." Bruce closed his eyes, a smile tugging at his mouth in spite of everything. He couldn’t even remember the guy’s name anymore, but the image of tiny Rebecca facing off against the giant thing with only Bishop’s battle staves in hand was forever etched in his mind.
"You know what she told the guy?" Bruce said, still laughing quietly. "‘He’s an asshole, but he’s our asshole, and I’m not letting you take him.’"
"Wow. What happened after that?"
"She kicked him in the balls, grabbed me, and ran for it. We ended up using his anti-power field against him. She was… amazing."
"You loved her?"
"Yeah, but she couldn’t stand me." Bruce shook his head. "I was an ass. I always thought we had a Moonlighting thing going. Turned out, it was just me." He ran a hand through his graying hair.
"What’s ‘Moonlighting’?"
"Really old show. My mom liked it."
Bobbie Rae’s watch beeped sullenly, and the metamorph smiled mirthlessly. "Bout time Ah was lettin’ Bobby Lee get on ta work," she said. "You take care."
"You too, kid."