Storm
by Bryn
EMAIL: buddygirl19@yahoo.com
STATUS: Complete
RATING: G
CATEGORY: Daniel/Janet UST, character death (sort of), future.
SPOILERS: small one for "Meridian." (If you don't know
those spoilers you won't catch the reference)
SEASON: 6
SUMMARY: Janet contemplates the rain and how her life
has turned out.
DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognisable characters and
places are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and
Double Secret productions. This piece of fan fiction
was created for entertainment not monetary purposes
and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was
intended. Previously unrecognised characters and
places, and this story, are copyrighted to the
author. Any similarity to real persons, living or
dead, is coincidental and not intended by the
author.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Thanks to Kat (for the beta), Becca
(for the nagging), and AJ (for the inspiration for the
end)!
The darkened sky had hidden the arrival of the clouds,
so it wasn’t until the first lightning flash that she
noticed a storm was coming. The night sky was lit
brightly several times without the accompaniment of
thunder, signaling that the tempest was still a ways
off, so the casual observance didn’t alarm Janet. She
buried herself deeper into the soft cushions of the
couch, pulled the blanket up to her chin, and
re-immersed herself in the mindlessness of the
television show she was watching.
When the rain started falling a quarter of an hour
later, the illusion of her apathy was shattered. With
a flick of the remote, she switched off the TV and
settled the room into darkness. She wrapped the
blanket around her shoulders and reached for the
candles and matches that sat on the mantle. She set
the candles, now burning brightly, on the windowsill,
and sat in the chair next to it, to stare out at the
pouring rain.
Storms weren’t unusual here in the Springs, but,
despite their frequency, they always inspired a
melancholy mood in the young doctor. Perhaps it was
because she hadn’t been raised with them, or because
the rain made her feel isolated from the rest of the
world, like the fairy princesses trapped in towers,
awaiting their knights in shining armor to come rescue
them. A romantic notion, yet at the same time a grim
and dismal one, if you took the time to think about
it. To spend all your life trapped and alone, only to
whisked away by a perfect stranger, and in the end
still be denied a life of your own.
That was not her sort of fairy tale, she mused. She
didn’t need a Prince Charming, magic spells, or any of
the other things little girls’ dreams were usually
made of. Nope, she didn’t need any of that. She had
an exciting career, a daughter she adored, and friends
who would quite literally lay down their lives for
each other. What more could she want? It was all
she’d ever dreamed of, probably even more. She had
everything and she was perfectly… content.
At one point she had been happy, ecstatically so.
Life, despite its continuous attempts to turn
everything on its ass and repeatedly taking the world
as she knew it to the brink of chaos, was as good as
it got, she thought. But somehow, something had
changed, and she hadn’t even noticed it until it was
gone.
One day she’d woken up and realized that, from that
day forward, she’d never be completely happy again.
Because happiness had evolved without her knowledge,
to include something she’d never even realized she was
missing, and then, before she’d had a chance to enjoy
it, it had been snatched away from her. That one last
part of her life, which was the defining feature
between contentment and bliss, had ascended to a
higher level, leaving her behind, in the pouring rain.
Raindrops splattered on her window, combining together
to make streams and rivers running down the glass.
With her finger she traced the patterns, mesmerized by
the complexities. If she didn’t think, didn’t
remember, she could almost pretend she was all right.
She could let the clouds cry the tears that she no
longer could.
He wasn’t dead. He’d even promised to come back.
Nevertheless, though, he’d gone. Moreover, he’d
*chosen* to go. Of all the options, his choice had
been for the benefit of strangers and at the cost of
her. He’d chosen everything over her. He had turned
away and never bothered to look back to see her
standing in the corner, her heart breaking.
It was the way he was, one of the reason’s she loved
him. He’d sacrifice everything he had to help others.
Even if he had known he had something to stay for,
even if she had told him how she felt, he would have
gone anyway. He would have felt guilty though, and as
a result, she would have as well. So she bit her
tongue, kept her secret, and watched the rain alone.
the end.
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