(this somehow ended up vaguely, maybe, perhaps, perchance more than just a little bit Michael/Charlie cuz that’s how my brain likes it)
There was something familiar about him right away, nothing as obvious as recognizing his face, more that she saw something in his eyes that reminded her of someone, but Charlie couldn’t quite put her finger on who.
The more she watches him, watching her watching him, the heavier the weight in her belly seemed to feel, the more Charlie thought maybe, maybe, she knew who he was and it’s just terrifying enough a thought she can’t bear to follow it through.
The way he, Michael, talks though, it’s not normal. He talks like Angels and Demons are real and coming and there’s nothing they can do except wait for her to have this baby, this terrible-wonderful unwanted baby, and maybe if they’re lucky they’ll survive long enough to save the world.
There’s something in his eyes though, those terribly human eyes in an Angelic face, something that says this is more than a mission, more than duty to God. This is personal.
Charlie won’t ever forget those eyes, she never could, it’s what drew her to him in the first place.
(has sequel HERE (http://community.livejournal.com/comment_fic/122694.html?thread=26505286#t26505286) from another prompt – pairing is the same Michael/Charlie – same-ish thing from Michael’s perspective)
Filled!! Better late than never right?
There was something familiar about him right away, nothing as obvious as recognizing his face, more that she saw something in his eyes that reminded her of someone, but Charlie couldn’t quite put her finger on who.
The more she watches him, watching her watching him, the heavier the weight in her belly seemed to feel, the more Charlie thought maybe, maybe, she knew who he was and it’s just terrifying enough a thought she can’t bear to follow it through.
The way he, Michael, talks though, it’s not normal. He talks like Angels and Demons are real and coming and there’s nothing they can do except wait for her to have this baby, this terrible-wonderful unwanted baby, and maybe if they’re lucky they’ll survive long enough to save the world.
There’s something in his eyes though, those terribly human eyes in an Angelic face, something that says this is more than a mission, more than duty to God. This is personal.
Charlie won’t ever forget those eyes, she never could, it’s what drew her to him in the first place.
(has sequel HERE (http://community.livejournal.com/comment_fic/122694.html?thread=26505286#t26505286) from another prompt – pairing is the same Michael/Charlie – same-ish thing from Michael’s perspective)