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[princessnijireiki]

car of the day today: lifted army mud green Dodge Ram 2500 with the rear emblem replaced by a thin red line badge, firefighter plates, and a HUGE decal spanning the entire width of the truck bed gate saying "I IDENTIFY AS A PRIUS"

well, your gas mileage doesn't, buddy, so congrats on owning the transgender libs from the booster seat of your $70,000 tallboy pickup truck

[ceo-of-masturbation]

Nebula Cloudscraper

"This car is so popular amongst the generations of the your usual salarymen, cops and hoodlums that it became a icon of japanese cars and their ricing for several generations. You probably have seen it on big screen, your pc or in real life. It's grandson still needs to go head in head with it's oldman here and there. Make Pauro-San proud and drift into the skies above!" - car description in vehicle catalogue.

Nebula Cloudscraper is a drift car aviable in Project: Firefight as a expensive racecar best for drifts and taking corners.

Design

Cloudscraper is depicted as a car resembling Nissan Skyline, depending on which version it will be retro (1980's-1990's), vintage (circa 1970's) and modern (early 2000's) versions. Judging by the driver's seat being on left instead of right, those versions were made for export. This is also one of few cars which have Hajime and Bukosozo as aviable tuning parts. There is also police and taxi versions, that can be seen in Yandere Complex and in some parts of the afterlife throughout the comics.

Cloudscraper is one of more rare cars seen in the comics, even in parts set in Japan. The rarest versions are from around 1970's.

There is mention of Cloudscraper being associated with various crime groups like yakuza or the triads in-universe.

Jeremiah had 1990's Cloudscraper engine used to replace and fix his old one from his Tammer.

2. Notable versions

Jeremiah managed to find old 1990's scrapped red Cloudscraper and with help of Yuri and James he used it to tune up his old car. Later this car was bought and rebuilt by Buck Cartman and turned into his personal car of choice.

In Neo Fijishino police department utilises Cloudscrapers as their main cruisers. One can also find pictures of Cloudscraper from 1960's (being based on 1960's Skyline). Another one is also owned by Yan Onisho, which was modified to be a hot rod.

Kenny Ashford owns a custom Cloudscraper in her collection, it is painted with pearl pink-red paint and has carbon parts.

One of drivers you can ecounter is a Phantom Runner, a mysterious driver in a Cloudscraper that is rumored to be a racer from the afterlife that roams the streets after his death.

3. Behind the scenes

Name Cloudscraper is a anagram for Skyline. It also comes from skyscraper in addition to sky line.

Mention of Pauro-San in car's description is a reference to Paul Walker, a well known actor from Fast and Furious. One of well known cars he was known to drive was Nissan Skyline. There is a further reference with a "Phantom Runner" case. There is a custom decal called "Walker's Smile" which is a replica of decals from Paul Walker's Nissan Skyline from 2 Fast 2 Furious 2.

Bukosozu tuning brand is analogy for bosozoku, a type of a subculture in Japan. The style of parts from this brand is influenced by the style of bosozoku tuning.

Hajime parts seems to be based off ''ricing'', a term used for badly customized cars or bikes from Japan (although, Hajime also has parts for Korean (Siya, Minthai) and Chinese (Baobao, Beijing) cars).

[albertserra]

hey!! what do you think fire symbolizes/represents in titane? i think i understand most of the movie but i’m still lost on this aspect

I don’t think it has any one single meaning since fire comes up in a lot of contexts. the destruction of alexia’s bloodied clothes etc after a killing vs the flame decals on the car in the dance scene in the beginning vs the flames of the firefighting scenes vs Vincent lighting his torso on fire are all different. Sometimes it’s a cleansing force, sometimes it has a sense of allure/seduction, sometimes it’s a symbol of death/danger (like Vincent hallucinating a/his? child in the burning cabinet). When Vincent lights his torso on fire it could be an act of self harm or just a way to get himself to feel something, anything which kind of plays w the danger vs allure aspect. Perhaps even to cleanse his thoughts about adrien so he can go back to thinking of him as his son. It’s very fluid much like the rest of the movie

[tangleweave]

Through The Lens (Drabble)

“Brock! Where the hell are you?”

“Corner of East 52nd and 2nd Ave, cool your jets, huh?”

“Better have your camera ready! Score some eyewitnesses!”

Eddie rolled his eyes as he hung up and stowed his phone. Yeah, his camera would be ready – it was tucked in his backpack as he scrambled up a fire escape ladder on the northwest corner. People could hardly be bothered to notice the Olympian jump he’d just accomplished; they were too busy taking notice of the stopped traffic and the sounds of panicked screaming in the distance.

Once atop the building, he let It out. It wrapped all about him like a weighted blanket, a suit of bulletproof armor hiding just beneath the surface of his skin – save for when he needed It to be a bit more responsive. Its milky white exterior, so often considered a color of purity, belied Its true nature.

Fully shrouded, he leapt from the building’s edge, landing on the next one across the street to the south.  He leapt again, taking advantage of his forward momentum. The apartment complex he was hurtling towards was considerably taller – he wouldn’t be reaching the top of it without slowing down. Instead, upon his next landing, he took an oblique leap off the east edge and shot a line of webbing to the apartment complex, suspending himself over the street and further increasing his momentum.

Within moments, he was turning the corner of 45th Street at breakneck speed and racing eastward towards Stark Tower. The sounds of panicked bystanders were increasing exponentially with each block he passed; cars were scrambling to get away from the immediate area, and he could hear a distinctive, percussive vwip-vwip-vwip sound that nothing he’d ever heard of could produce.

When he reached the edge of the plaza overlooking 2nd and Park, he needed a moment to take in what he was seeing. It looked for all the world as though there was a small-scale war being waged at the foot of Stark Tower. Armored vehicles and men clad head-to-toe in black body armor had the foyer and half the block surrounded, but evidently not secured – because there was a bright flash of blue and red streaking all around them from various angles.

Eddie silently instructed It to recede back into his body while he stood on the rooftop and fished his camera out of his backpack. The odd noises, he now realized, were erupting from the weapons the black-clad men were wielding – gleaming silver rifles that emitted bursts of indigo energy. The blasts blew holes in the pavement and in surrounding cars and buildings, but they didn’t seem to care; they were firing indiscriminately. Thankfully, there were no civilians apparently in the area. Just the red-and-blue blur they were shooting at.

Goddamn it, he grumbled mutely. Should’ve grabbed my slow-mo rig. I’ll be lucky to snag anything she does at normal speed. I’m probably better off…

And then it struck him. Of course he would be better off not trying to catch her. All he had to do was get the landscape. She would slow down once she was done bringing them the thunder, he could get her then.

Quickly, he brought his shot into focus and began snapping close-ups of the attackers and their vehicles. The shooters were all wearing dark balaclavas, so he was unlikely to capture any identifying images, but their military postures and tactics were on full display. And as Eddie inspected and shot the vehicles they drove through his more powerful lenses, he could see that although the sides had been painted black, they hadn’t been expertly done. There were decals from carpet cleaning companies and dog pounds still visible through the paint, which had clearly been sprayed on. There was rust around the bottom edges of one of the vans.

Someone cheaped out on the vehicles, but not the tactical gear? He took more shots of the attackers and their weapons. Sophisticated looking, very futuresque, except… he squinted. Oh, you gotta be shittin’ me. Although the rifles’ ammunition was nothing to snicker at, the housings had been repurposed from water guns and spray-painted silver.

“Are you for real?” he mumbled, snapping an array of photos of the attackers. “You guys made dime-store Star Wars blasters an’ you really thought you’d go bargin’ into Stark Enterprises like that? Goddamn morons.”

The action was already beginning to wind down. One by one, the men were disarmed and knocked mercilessly to the ground. By Eddie’s count, there appeared to be seventeen of them, but only four were still standing.

One was thrown headfirst into the frame of his own vehicle.

Another was clotheslined.

The third was hurled bodily into the fourth, leaving both in a crumpled heap on the ground.

All of which had taken barely five seconds.

Only one remained on his feet – and Eddie had his camera cued up. He was armed with an above-average sense of timing, and if she was anything like the reports and interviews made her out to be, it was going to be a doozy of a finisher. She’s gonna get this jackass from behind, it’s just what the wall-crawler would be doin’ to one of us, right… about… now—!

His fingertip hit the button at the precise moment she was lifting the soldier of fortune into the air by the back of his own pants.

Eddie laughed aloud before he even saw the image on the camera’s LCD. He had it and he knew it, but now he wanted to see what she would do with the guy. “Oh, dude, you deserved that!” he crowed.

She dropped the attacker unceremoniously to the ground, then hurtled into overdrive again, sweeping every single one of the soldiers of fortune up and tossing them almost dismissively into the back of the largest vehicle they’d driven up in: a repurposed medium-size Penske moving truck. With each thug she scooped, she tore away their tactical gear and personal weaponry, and either crushed it in her hands or dropped it to the ground beside the vehicle.

Eddie caught a slightly blurred image of the last two mercenaries being tossed in. Not the sharpest resolution on God’s green Earth, but he knew he could sell it anyway. He winced at the sound of their bodies thudding into the back. “Oh, man, hurts like heartbreak,” he muttered.

She slammed the door closed, and a pair of narrow-focus energy beams from her eyes melted the locking mechanism, ensuring the truck now had yet another new purpose: human tuna can. For a moment she stood there staring at her handiwork, and Eddie could see through his lens a look on her face that he knew all too well.

Be awful easy to just leave it right there, take all their gear inside, and let ‘em sweat it out until the cops and firefighters arrive with the jaws of life. And Eddie honestly couldn’t blame her if that had been exactly what she’d decided to do.

But instead, she made a point of going around the perimeter of the war zone they’d made out of Park Avenue, checking all the buildings for people who might have been trapped inside and letting them all know it was safe to come out now.

This was where some of the red meat came from, the part that people seldom focused on but which was all-important for anybody in the superhero business. The battle’s origins and specifics would be determined and debated for days and weeks to come, and it showcased the extend of her myriad powers beautifully… a show of physical dominance and prowess. But just as it was in the bedroom, any display of total dominance was best followed by proper after-care. And in this, she excelled. There was a particularly touching moment where she examined the head wound of an older trash collector who’d been struck by falling debris.

His camera shutter clicked more on these moments than it had during the fight. The people of New York, America, and the world didn’t even know it yet, but these would be the pictures they most wanted to see. The greatest among them, connecting with the least of them.

He knew what the headlines would say. “Stark Tech Attacked In Broad Daylight!” “Stark Heiress Delivers Superior Smackdown!” “Iron Man’s Daughter, Defender of Park Avenue!”

None of them would be wrong, and all of them would sell copy. Violence was sensational. But he already knew the headline for his article. Not only would it outsell everyone else, it would tell the tale that really mattered.

“Supergirl Cares About Us”

// END //

Speedy recovery @akasupergirl .

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[ao3feed-destiel]

Stupid Window Decals

Read it on AO3 here!https://ift.tt/2nktIVZ

by CS_impala67

Maybe Dean should be more careful with what he puts on his Car window. or maybe it's the best decision he ever made.

Words: 1744, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Gordon Walker, Sam Winchester, Jody Mills

Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Additional Tags: Homophobic Language, Police Officer Castiel (Supernatural), Firefighter Dean Winchester

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[mystacoceti]

there's this symbol that's almost omnipresent in the county now; an outline of California with a heart in about the location the Camp Fire happened and a pine tree going up the middle of the state. You see it as tattoos, banners, stickers, lawn signs, car and window decals - all kinds of shit, just everywhere, everywhere. In the case of the decals and stickers I always have to wonder where the money they were purchased with goes. It's not gonna go to rebuilding the electrical infrastructure of that part of the county, I know that much. In the case of the banners and signs, it's so often accompanied by some "thank you first responders!!" horseshit and I'm still waiting for people to figure out that the cops who broke up encampments of literal refugees are not the same as the firefighters (including the prisoners forced to work firefighting) who prevented the fire from covering the whole county. The usual slogan attached to any of these things is "Butte Strong" which is also galling since it's the richest town and shit like the dam and the farmlands which were mostly defended, as opposed to the poorest, least developed part of the county which was wiped out. It might just be that it's finally starting to sink in for me that this ideology which sprang up almost immediately after the fire is gonna be around for a long time after

[sis-tafics]

My Story

Summary: Jensen goes through the hardest day of his life.

Characters: Reader, Jensen

Pairings: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 3500

Warnings:  PLEASE READ THESE- Death, Angst, loss of a child during pregnancy, mentions of trouble getting pregnant, mentions of a previous stillborn. Jensen’s POV

A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading. This is both for Kari’s ( @thing-you-do-with-that-thing ) 9.5K British Song Challenge. My song was Small Bump by Ed Sheeran and Steph’s ( @torn-and-frayed ) Gif Challenge

This is unbetaed, all mistakes are mine

It’s been a long ass day filming, the trailer nap didn’t cut it and I can’t wait to get home. Pulling out my phone, I look at the sonogram snapshot on my phone, the one Y/N had sent me earlier from the appointment I’d missed, and I can’t help but smile as Cliff drives and bitches about the traffic, Jared talking to Gen in the other seat.

She’s so tiny, her profile defined and damn she’s got her mother’s nose. Five more months, five more months until I get to meet our baby girl. I’m so pissed I missed the appointment an hour ago, but Jared had been provoking Mish and the scene had taken way longer than expected. I couldn’t exactly tell them why I needed to go, Y/N and I haven’t told anyone yet. We’ve spent the better part of three years trying, had one stillborn, and a handful of false readings. Even though we are four months in, it doesn’t seem real.

I’m heading home. See you soon baby

It was just this last checkup and we were finally going to tell our friends and family. We really don’t have much choice, Y/N is just starting to show, and pretty soon she won’t be able to hide it. And anyways, so far so good. Every appointment so far, everything has been normal, and Y/N had texted me right away and told me everything went great this time too.

“Jensen, I hope you didn’t tell Y/N you were on your way, there’s an accident up ahead and it is going to be awhile.”

“Too late,” I chuckle, tossing the phone on the seat, staring out the window. She won’t mind anyways, I’m sure she’s just making it there herself, and we aren’t going anywhere tonight, just ordering in and spending the weekend together.

The SUV creeps up by the flashing lights of the cop cars and the ambulances on the six lane, the officers directing traffic to the far lane and around, trying to keep rush hour traffic moving.

I glance down and realize I left my phone unlocked, the picture still up. Jared sees it and snatches it off the seat.

“Give it back,” I try to get it out of his hands but he pushes me away.

“Is this...Is Y/N-?”

I swallow hard, “We haven’t told anyone yet… Not after what happened last time.”

Our first baby had been fine for awhile and then right after the six month mark, they couldn’t find a heartbeat. It had almost destroyed us. We’d only been married for about a year at that point, she’d shut herself off. She had to deliver and I couldn’t get a word out of her for weeks and weeks, I wasn’t much better. It really fucked us up for awhile, but we came out of it stronger than before.

Jared hands my phone back to me, “Congrats man.”

“Thanks, just don’t tell her I told you,” I chuckle.

“I won’t say a word.”

“Yeah right,” I smile, looking at the picture again, “You can’t keep a secret to save your life. Gen will know in five minutes.”

He laughs, his whole body shaking as he looks out the window, “Hey, it’s a good thing you aren’t driving, this car looks like your Dodge.”

My heart leaps into my throat, jumping; Y/N’s Impala was in the shop, she’d driven my car to her appointment today.

As we pass the crash a Dodge is demolished, smoking, it looks like a fucking pretzel. It can’t be her, but my heart keeps thumping in my chest and then it stops completely, seeing the anti possession decal on the bumper. She’d gotten us matching ones as a kinda inside joke.

“Cliff, stop the fucking car,” and I’m halfway out the door before he can, running through the open lane towards the accident. It feels like I’m running through mud, the smoke of the burning oil and gas clogging the air as the firefighters put out the last of it.

Hands grab me, stopping me in my tracks, “Sir, I’m going to need you to get back in your vehicle.”

I look over at him, shaking my head, seeing other officers heading over.

“Sir-”

“That is my fucking vehicle, my wife was driving it. That’s my-”

His hands drop, waving the others off, “I’m going to need you to calm down.”

“Where’s my wife...Y/N!” I look around frantically, where is she, she’s gotta be okay, her and the baby have gotta be okay, “Y/N!”

The officer tries to grab me and I shove him off, heading towards the wreck, panicking. There is a pickup that barely looks touched a little ways back and another car that spun out, hitting the median. No, no, no.

“Jensen,” Jared grabs me and spins me around.

“Y/N, she-” I can’t find the words.

“Jensen, they took her to the hospital, the ambulance already left. Let’s get back in the car and get there so we can figure out what’s going on.”

“Jared-”

“C’mon man, let’s get you out of here,” he pulls me towards the SUV.

I let him guide me, unable to think of anything but her. No, this can’t be happening.

The hospital is ten minutes away but that feels like years, time passing too slowly as I try to picture her face but can’t for some reason, the thought of the sonogram creeping in every time I think of her. They have to be alright, they need to be alright. I can’t go through that again, and I can’t lose Y/N.

Cliff pulls the SUV in front of the ER doors and Jared tries to follow me as I sprint in the doors, right up to the desk, “My wife was brought here…”

The lady looks up, holding her finger up for me to wait as she talks on the phone.

“Goddammit!” I shout, shoving papers off the desk, sending them flying, “Hang up your damn phone I need to know what’s going on with my wife, she was in a car crash.”

“Sir I’m going to need you to-.”

“No!” I yell, “Fuck that, I need to know if she’s okay. Her name is Y/N Ackles, she was brought in in the last half hour, now tell me where my wife is!”

“Come with me please,” an older woman in scrubs that was sitting farther down the station stands up and motions for me to follow her.

I nod, “Where’s my wife?”

“I’ll take you to her,” she smiles, but it isn’t really there, it doesn’t reach her eyes.

“Please,” I swallow hard, feeling the tears sting the corners of my eyes, fuck, I’m so scared.

“It’s okay honey, just walk with me, we are going upstairs,” she waits for me to catch up to her, leading the way towards the elevators.

“Is she alive?” I whisper.

“I’m going to take you up to surgery and see if I can get someone to talk to you that knows more.”

“Is she alive?” I ask again, quieter, jumping when the elevator beeps.

“As far as I know yes,” she gets in the elevator and hits the button for floor eleven.

“What about our baby?”

“I don’t know. I’m sorry, they will know more upstairs.”

The floors click by- two, three, four, five...It’s too slow and with every floor the rotting feeling in my gut gets worse. If I just would have told them I had to go I would have been with her, this might not have happened.

The doors open at floor eleven and I let her out before me, and now instead of rushing and feeling like everything around me is moving too slow it feels like the world is rushing and I’m stuck here standing even though somehow my feet are carrying me forward.

She talks to another nurse behind the counter, gesturing towards me as I look around, there are people sitting in chairs, people flying through the halls, pushing gurneys and yelling numbers and orders. The place smells like fucking death and bleach.

“Come on honey let’s get you set up in the waiting room.”

“I thought you were going to take me to see her.”

“The nurse said she is still in surgery, she’s with Dr. Hanson, she’s in good hands. As soon as he can, he will come and find you.”

“But-”

She touches my arm, “There is nothing you can do but be here for her. Can I get you anything?”

I shake my head, trying like hell to stop the tears as she leads me to a room full of chairs. There is one other woman sitting in here, sobbing. I take a chair as far away from her as I can, resting my elbows on my knees, rubbing my face, I still can’t believe this is happening. Why is this happening?

I can’t think, I need to know if she’s okay, I need to know if they are okay and I’m not going to get answers anytime soon.

“Hey bud,” Jared slides into the seat across from me, “did they tell you anything?”

I shake my head, brushing the tear off my cheek, “Nurse couldn’t tell me anything other than she is in surgery. They didn’t even tell me what was wrong. Fuck.” I run my hands over my face, pressing as hard as I can, “Fuck.”

“I’m sure she’s fine, Y/N’s tough.”

“Yeah, yeah...I know. Did you find out what happened?”

Jared nods, “Yeah, I talked to one of the cops I found after you ran off. The truck hit her, they think the guy was texting and driving, went across his lane, another and into hers and ran her into the median. He was life flighted here.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I snap, “This happened because some asshole couldn’t put his damn phone down? I’m going to fucking kill him if he isn’t dead already.”

“Easy,” he puts his hands up, “let’s just worry about Y/N first.”

“Y/N,” I whisper, almost whine and bury my face in my hands, trying like hell to hold it together. Not knowing is the absolute worst part, my mind is going crazy, but I know they would have told me if she was already dead, there’s still gotta be hope, there has to be. I  can’t do this without her.

The minutes tick by into hours, people come and go, Jared leaves for awhile, comes back with coffees and is gone again. I can’t blame him, this place is awful, filled with people finding out the fates of their loved ones and I’m still sitting here waiting.

I think about her smile, about when we first started dating. She’s weird and quirky in the best way possible, always saying random shit that makes me laugh. That’s not what made me want to marry her though, what really did me in was the love I could always feel radiating off of her, her passion, her strength.

“Mr. Ackles?” A voice cuts through my thoughts.

“Yeah,” I stand up quickly, closing the distance to the man in the blood covered scrubs.

“I’m Dr. Hanson, I’ve been working on your wife-”

I swallow, “How is she doc? Is the baby alright?”

His face doesn’t show any emotion and I don’t know what to expect, “Your wife came in in critical condition, she had a lot of damage to her organs, broken ribs, severe burns on her arms, but what we’ve been working on is her brain, there was a significant amount of hemorrhaging and swelling. We’ve done what we can for now, but only time will tell. The one big thing is she is breathing on her own.”

“She’s alive?”

He grimaces, “For now, but Mr. Ackles I have to be quite frank, it’s going to take a miracle for her to survive the night. Unless the swelling in her brain goes down, best case she will be alive but will not have any brain function.”

“She’ll be brain dead?” No, I can’t lose her, I won’t.

“Yes.”

I close my eyes, rubbing my face, trying like hell to keep it together, “The baby?”

“I’m so sorry, we tried everything we could but your wife was losing blood too fast and she sustained injuries that were fatal to the fetus. We lost the heartbeat about an hour into surgery.”

“It’s not a fucking fetus, it’s our baby!” I growl, the surge of anger and loss rushing through me.  I can’t look at him, turning away, grabbing the closest chair and tossing it across the room into the wall. Not again, please God don’t let this be happening again, I can’t get through this without her, “No!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Jared comes rushing up to me, grabbing my forearms, trying to keep me from doing any more damage to the waiting room and scaring the shit out of the few people there.

“Jare-” I choke, unable to process this. I thought if it ever happened again, if we ever lost another baby I would know how to deal with it, but nothing could have prepared me for this, nothing.

I turn back to the doctor, “I want to see her, I n-need to.”

“I can take you to her, she’s out of surgery.”

I follow him down the incredibly empty and brightly lit halls, and it’s like I know what’s going on but I don’t understand. My chest hurts, and I feel like I’m going to throw up everywhere and everything feels stiff and it’s hard to move. My feet carry me, but my brain doesn’t follow Dr. Hanson. All I can think about is my wife, my wife and our little girl.

He stops in front of a door, “I’m going to give you a couple minutes and then I can answer any questions that you have.”

He holds the door open for me, and I walk in, fuck. She’s laying here, her head wrapped in white gauze, hooked up to tubes.

“No,” I walk up to her side, her face bruised and cut, stitches across her cheekbone, “No sweetheart.”

I run my fingers over her hand gently, scared to death that I’m going to hurt her. She feels colder than normal and I guess it’s all this shit they are pumping into her.

“Goddammit Y/N, I’m so sorry,” I should have been there, I should have been driving, the otherside of the car had barely been touched, she would have been fine.

My whole body shudders as the sob wracks through me, she can’t be here like this. The shouldn’t be her.

“Fuck,” I hiss, wiping away the tears angrily. She can pull through this, she has to pull through this. Y/N’s tough, hell, she’s put up with me for five years.

On the table beside her there are some of her belongings, it must have been what she had in her pockets when they brought her in. Her phone is laying there, perfectly intact. I pick it up.

“J-Jensen?” Her voice breaks through the quiet and I shove the phone in my pocket. Her voice makes my heart swell in my chest, the most beautiful sound in the world.

“Hey, hey, I’m right here baby,” I take her hand.

She blinks, looking around, confused, trying to get up, “Jensen? Where? W-What?

“Hold on, take it easy,” I push her back down gently, “You’re in the hospital.”

Her face falls, her hand tearing away from mine and moving to her stomach, her eyes widening and my heart breaks. I open my mouth, but words don’t come out, how do I tell her? How can I?

But I don’t have to, the tears start streaming down her face and she lets out a choked sob, looking away from me.

“Y/N?”

She looks back at me, her eyes glistening, “Jensen, I’m sorry, I’m so s-sorry.”

“Oh sweetheart, it’s not your fault,” I cup her chin, pressing my lips against her cheek, “it’s not your fault baby, it’s that asshole that ran into you.”

She shakes, sobbing harder.

I don’t know what to do, how to comfort her, how to fix this. Then I realize there is no way I can, because even though I’m suffering I have her, I can do this with her, but I’m not a mom, it’s not the same, I’ll never know what that feels like.

Her head rolls to the side as she looks at me, but she doesn’t say anything. Her eyes are so sad, lost and she’s trying like hell to hold it together.

“Jensen,” she whispers, her voice helpless and high pitched, “I-I-I…”

Her head snaps back and the monitors start beeping like crazy, but one screams louder than the rest, a constant beep with no change in tone, “Y/N? Y/N!”

Shit, no, she’s fine, she was just talking to me, “Hey! I need help! Hey!”

People in scrubs come rushing in, Dr. Hanson with them, yelling back and forth as they flatten the bed and start doing compressions. All I get are bits and pieces as I back up against the wall.

“Flatlining.”

“Charge.”

“Clear.”

“No pulse.”

“Charge.”

“Clear.”

“One more time.”

“Clear.”

“Nothing.”

“Call it.”

“Time of death 20:52.”

I don’t know where I’m going but I can’t stay here, my feet taking me down the hall, away from her. She’s gone, everything is gone. Nothing matters.

Jared is standing in the waiting room, but I walk right by him, down the hallway a little before I can’t move anymore, leaning up against the wall, breaking down and falling apart. I punch the wall, the tile not moving but at least I feel something and I do it again, my knuckles cracking.

“Excuse me.”

I look over and there is a man leaning on his crutches, his face bruised but that’s it.

“What?” I snap.

He swallows, unable to look me in the eyes and I know. This is the fucker that hit her, that killed her and my baby.

“You son of a bitch,” I grab him up by the collar of his shirt, slamming him against the wall, my fist colliding with his face again and again, “you fucking killed them.”

He doesn’t fight me as I hit him again and again.

“Stop!” A woman’s voice screams, “Stop!”  

Hands grab my forearm, and I try to shake it off but then I see the woman that was crying in the waiting room earlier, “Please stop.”

I drop him, not saying a word as I back away, turning and rushing down the hall, I have to get out of here.

I get outside, the buzzing in my pocket making me stop, but I pull out her phone instead of mine, the last text I sent her still in the notification box on the screen.

I’m heading home. See you soon baby

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Eighteen Months Later:

I set the final wreath on Y/N’s headstone, taking a step back, my eyes traveling from hers to the two smaller ones beside her. I feel my heart sink and the tears prick the corners of my eyes.

Fuck, it hasn’t gotten easier and truth be told, I don’t think I want it to, I don’t want to forget her.

“I be back later baby, I promise. I miss you so much,” I choke before I touch the top of the stone, heading through the wet morning grass to the car.

I drive to the church I’ve been going to every week since a month after the accident. I’ve never said a word, just sat and listened. Jared made me start going after he had to come get me out of the drunk tank at the police station, and I’ve gone ever since. I didn’t like it then, I’m still not sure I like it now, but the repetition, the fact that it gives me something to do once a week, the repetition gives me some structure.

I take the seat I always do, the one furthest from the door, waiting for people to filter in and fill up the other chairs. The group leader, Darcy, starts the meeting, giving the usual speech, that anyone is welcome to talk, that we are all here to support one another.

“So if anyone would like to start off today, the floor is open.”

It’s quiet for a moment. Shit. She’d want me to get better.

I clear my throat and everyone looks my way, and half of them are shocked. I’ve been here seventeen months and never said a word. I shift uncomfortably, “Hi...I’m Jensen and, shit...I don’t know how to start this. I just want to thank you guys for letting me be here and I’m here every week and I get to look at you, and I get to see you guys, and I know you all have a story and I-I think I’m ready to tell mine.”

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