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STORY TITLE: A Time From Now
    CHAPTER TITLE: Where There is Bloodshed - Everyone Destroyed_Forty-Eight of One Hundred
AUTHOR: Gaeln
RATING: this chapter: PG
WORD COUNT: this chapter: 465
WARNINGS: this chapter: some angst, Editor POV
DISCLAIMER: Nothing I can say that hasn’t been said already? Not mine
    Originally Beta’ed by herefordroad, all subsequent mistakes are mine
    Story throughout contains excerpts from The Brian Kinney Operating Manual including commentary from the Editors
SUMMARY FROM THE EDITORS: ‘With the shower water hot, even for him, he tries to wash all the blood away, but as hard as he may try, it will never completely leave him.’
    Brian dreams and thereby lets his demons out to play
Excerpt
AUTHOR‘S NOTES: This story projects 59 years into the future and reflects all that that entails, many of the loose ends are tied-up. I dance with POV, I dance with time, in essence, I just dance to the song Brian & Justin sang to me.
    Contains: Brian_others, Justin_others. They grow old, they are always together for just as long as time allows, but, ultimately, they will die.
    As someone wise once said, ‘In the end, it’s all about Brian and Justin’ and I can only agree

A Time From Now

Where There is Bloodshed_Everyone Destroyed
***************
Nightmares - the Other Kind - Pittsburgh

…excerpt from
The Brian Kinney Operating Manual - A Life Examined
          the chapter titled  - ‘Brian and His Coping Methods: Sometimes They Work, Sometimes They Don’t’

In this version of his demons wreaking havoc with his mind, things are different. The limo is like lightening. From the time he hears the newscaster’s voice over the radio -- from when he really understands the man’s words and consequently tells the driver to turn back -- to the time they actually arrive at Liberty Avenue is a blink of an eye. And in this version of his demons made real in dreamscape, things are worse because instead of everything being gone, everything is there, instead of everything being blown into oblivion, everything is blown apart right in front of him. Everything…everyone is right there for him to see but ruined…mangled and broken into pieces, discarded dolls littering the shell-shocked landscape. He wanders through them, steps gingerly over them, dazed and numb. He wanders through the rubble of Babylon with the wreckage of their deaths scattered everywhere around him.

He tries not to look, but he has to, tries to not really see, so at first he doesn’t recognize each of them. But eventually he does, he really has to, and when he does, it’s as if he, and everything around him, is moving in slow motion allowing him such astonishing crystal clarity. Each second becomes a minute…an hour…a year, so he has as much time as possible to recognize, to process, to understand. He doesn’t fall to his knees, he can’t without collapsing on someone. He doesn’t scream because there’s no one left to hear. Instead he just looks, and once he starts, he can’t stop; he can’t seem to make himself look away. He tries but trying doesn’t matter because no matter where he looks, they’re there. Shattered and lost and now he recognizes each one. He continues his wandering, has to keep looking until he can find Justin. Thankfully, he always awakens before he does.

And once awake, still so dazed, still so numb, he’s unable even to move into the living room, to the relative safety of his sofa, to the relative safety of his cigarettes and JB, he simply lies there staring at the wooden beams of his darkened ceiling until mercifully the alarm goes off and he can get up. He can no longer be dazed, he can no longer be numb because he has to get ready for work. With the shower water hot, even for him, he tries to wash all the blood from his vision, but as hard as he may try, the images will never completely leave him.
End excerpt


Next Chapter: Hunter and Brian contemplate, then discuss, some serious shit

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Comments

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gerri71
Jan. 1st, 2009 11:16 am (UTC)
I never want this to end...
gaeln
Jan. 2nd, 2009 04:19 am (UTC)
I so appreciate your words, honestly and so you know, we are only about half way.

Happy New Year!!
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