Attack of the random drabble: WhiCo
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This unbeta'ed - yes, I'm brave! :P - drabble is based on these spoilery promo pics from next week's summer finale - and on what Peter told El in 201: even if Neal was fit for a straight-jacket, he would still insist on being perfectly fine...
"Neal, why did you kill Fowler? Why?" Peter asked, his voice soft and desperate. He was sitting in a chair in front of Neal, trying to catch his eyes.
"Hadtohadtohadto..." Neal whispered, rocking gently, his eyes roaming around the awful white room. "Had to make her voice go away. She was crying, all the time. All the time!" Screwing his eyes shut, Neal pounded his fist against his temple.
Gently, Peter took Neal's hands in his. "Shh," he said, his throat tight with emotions. "She'll keep quiet now."
"Promise?" Neal asked, voice small and eyes pleading.
Peter swallowed hard. "Promise."
Yeah... XP
"Neal, why did you kill Fowler? Why?" Peter asked, his voice soft and desperate. He was sitting in a chair in front of Neal, trying to catch his eyes.
"Hadtohadtohadto..." Neal whispered, rocking gently, his eyes roaming around the awful white room. "Had to make her voice go away. She was crying, all the time. All the time!" Screwing his eyes shut, Neal pounded his fist against his temple.
Gently, Peter took Neal's hands in his. "Shh," he said, his throat tight with emotions. "She'll keep quiet now."
"Promise?" Neal asked, voice small and eyes pleading.
Peter swallowed hard. "Promise."
Yeah... XP
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Date: 2010-09-04 03:09 am (UTC)Great story!