Writing, not drowning

[kellifer]

I'm going to be at work alone tomorrow so I'm indulging in a meme... :D

YOU pick a scene from one of my fics that you want to see from another character's perspective. I write it! Any story, any POV.

My master lists are on my user info and are (mostly) up to date now. (I think just the last couple of stories I've written need to be put up there).

Not sure if anyone is around on a Sunday night... :)

Comments

[dollydolittle.livejournal.com]

How about a Sam POV to meeting Rory in the diner in 'Catch a Shark by the Tail'?

[dolimir-k.livejournal.com]

Seconded.

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

Sam catches the pen that Rory lets fly when Dean slides into the booth beside her. The girl honest to god squeaks in surprise and Sam bites his bottom lip hard to stop from laughing.

Scaring her off their trail is what they're here for and he'll probably lessen the dangerous but reasonable vibe Dean was going for if he cracks up in the first five seconds. Dean snatches the legal pad she was working on and reads through it for so long that Sam gets bored and kicks him in the shin.

Dean's good. He doesn't show any sign but instead kicks Sam right back. Rory lets out a small laugh and Sam and Dean both look at her but she flushes prettily and apologies. "Hi," Dean says, giving Rory his you want me, you just haven't realise it yet smile that makes Sam want to smack his head on the diner table. "So, we have a bit of a problem."

Sam isn't sure what he's expecting, but suddenly the girl looks pissed off. "You can't just show up here," she snaps. "If you think you can frighten me into dropping my story then you've obviously never met a Gilmore." Dean is looking so fantastically stunned that Sam can't help the grin that escapes.

"And you," Rory says, swinging her attention to Sam who fights the urge to lean away from her. "Don't think you can just sit there and... loom!"

Now Sam can see that Dean is the one fighting laughter. The tell-tale tick in his jaw betrays him. Rory snatches her legal pad back out of Dean's hands and for a second Sam thinks that she might just beat them both to death with it.

"I'm leaving now," she announces, sounding like every school teacher that scared the crap out of Sam. “If you try and stop me I will scream my lungs out and you can get a second go at those mugshots.”

Dean looks like he's going to try blocking Rory in but Sam gives him the let her out nod and Dean is shifting his ass out of the booth so quickly Sam's surprised he doesn't just fall out the end. Rory actually packs her things and finishes her coffee before leaving with a swish of hair and another death glare tossed over her shoulder.

"Um," Dean says brightly. "That went well."

[starrylizard.livejournal.com]

Okay, really need to track down this fic. *grins*

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

It's on my master list... :)