|our roads may be golden, or broken, or lost (elliemurasaki) wrote,|
@ 2012-06-01 01:07 am UTC
|Entry tags:||fandom: supernatural, meme, queer_bigbang|
Grandmother Madeline looms over Emma. "We have no place in our ranks for a perpetual child!"
"I'm grown!" Emma protests. "I can fight!"
"But you will never be an adult!" Grandmother says, a sweeping gesture indicating a giant United States map with pushpins. Seattle, northwest Ohio, southeast Kansas, northwest Montana, southern New Jersey. There's no pattern to the Winchesters' movements. Emma will never find her father. "Look at yourself!" Grandmother says, and Emma is wearing the denim dress that hasn't fit in days. "You are a petulant, sniveling little child who will never be a warrior!"
"I will," Emma says. "Watch me."
"I have some advice for you, if you're willing to hear it," Barrowman says. "You're young. You're smart. You're pretty. Do something with your life that isn't going to turn you into an ugly corpse."
"My mom wanted me to be an investment banker," Emma says. She thinks of Aunt Charlene, of her people leaving her, and stifles a sob. "I'd rather hunt."
If he wants to imply that getting fucked is somehow shameful, well then he can just go get fucked himself.