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17 April 2009 @ 12:07 am
5 More Lyrically Tragic Ficlets  
The ficlets based on the rest of the mix CD I made for myself last night. There's some spoilers for Ep2 of Southland, specifically about Ben's backstory, but I took it AU, since I'm sure no The OC character were involved... lol... 3 of the following 5 ficlets are The OC/Southland crossovers (Different universe from the crossover in the first batch), and 2 are random universes. One is entirely One Tree Hill, no crossover.

I think, in general, these are less dark and depressing than the first 13 were... One of them is still kinda bad, but... the toehrs are better...

14. swallowed up in the sound of my screaming, cannot cease for the fear of silent nights.

Ben was always grateful to his friend's dad for taking him to learn to shoot. He didn't really think, as a kid, that he'd grow up to need to know how, but later it served him well, his one shot taking out a man who otherwise would have been a cop killer. And it eased his nightmares to know he had a way to fight back. It wasn't until he was 12, though, that he first got the idea to be a cop. He was watching TV and saw something about how a police officer in San Fransisco solved a decade old kidnapping while working on another case. About how the lost daughter of a family was reunited with her parents and siblings. And all Ben could think of was his own little brother, Ryan.

Ryan had been 4 years old, and everyone had always said that except for the age difference, they look identical. Ben could see it in the photo he kept tucked in his wallet, he and his baby brother, sitting by the pool, both smiling identical wide smiles. The night the men came to the house, when they were done with Mom and Ben, they took Ryan, and no one ever found the boy, though Ben knew at least one detective ahd told mom to give up, that Ryan was probably in a shallow grave in the desert.

But Ben had a fantasy that one day he'd be in a patrol car and look out the window to see a younger version of himself walking down the street, that Ryan would remember him and they could be a family again, reunited after 14, almost 15, years.

What haunted his nightmares, though, was imagined discovers of Ryan's body, buried in a shallow grave in the middle of the city, or under damaged concrete in a condemned building. Nightmares of finding Ryan alive, but being rejected by a brother who didn't remember him, or worse blamed him for whatever hell he'd grown up in instead.

The nightmares still, nearly 15 years later, had him wkaing up in a cold sweat.

15. she says i'm okay; i'm alright, though you have gone from my life

"I'm okay," Brooke insisted, sitting on the otherside of the glass, her fingers pressed against the glass, right over where his fingers pressed. "Me and Sam are fine."

"Maybe when I get out I'll think twice before I act, huh?" Ryan replied.

"You were protecting us," Brooke said. "How can I be mad at you for protecting Sam?"

"I killed someone in front of her."

"Yeah," Brooke said. "And you did it before he could rape and kill her. The son of a bitch deserved it. Deserved worse."

"You would have shot him in the balls, huh?"

"Damn straight."

"Time's up," a guard said.

"I'll be back next week," Brooke promised. "Sam wants to come with me."

"I don't want her seeing me in here," Ryan said. "Hell, I don't want you seeing me in here."

"You're stuck, hot boy," Brooke replied.

"Just tell me you guys are alright."

"We're okay," Brooke said. "We miss you, but we're okay. We'll be better when you can come home."

"Give Sammy a hug for me, okay?" Ryan said, ignoring the last part.

"I will," Brooke said, nodding and wiping away her tears as she stood.

Ryan waited until Brooke was out of view before standing and letting the guards put the cuffs back on to take him back to his cell. He would have preferred being out with his girls, but it was worth it to make that son of a bitch pay for hurting them.

16. never gonna let you take my world from me

It's almost 16 years later that Ben sees the son of a bitch again. He changed his name, but it's definitely him. You don't forget the man who destroyed your family in one fell swoop. Frank Atwood is definitely the same guy who came into the house that night, and the man clearly knows who Ben is with how he first smirks, asking if litle Benny-Boy became a cop because of him, then panicking when Ben put his hand on his holster and asked about Ryan.

"You're not gonna find him."

"Did you kill my brother?"

"He doesn't even remember you," Atwood taunted. "He called me 'daddy' after a couple weeks. All it took was a couple beatings..."

Only Cooper's restraining grip kept Ben from pulling his gun on the son of a bitch and shooting him right there in the holding cell.

It was easy to find Ryan, once Atwood let slip that he'd raised Ryan as his own. Ryan James Atwood was a Freshman at UCLA, studying Architectural Engineering. And when they got a hold of a picture from Ryan's own, relatively short, criminal record, Ben knew for sure it was his baby brother.

"God damn doppleganger," Cooper said, letting out a low whistle as he looked at the picture.

"Everyone always said that except for the age difference, we looked like twins," Ben whispered, lifting up the old picture of him and Ryan to compare it, and feeling his heart clench at the fact that the face was familiar, but the twinkle Ryan had as a toddler was completely gone.

He went to UCLA on his day off, wandering around the edge of campus, and finally spotting Ryan heading towards the parking lot, talking to a couple of girls. As the boy split off fromt he girls, Ben got off his motorcycle and moved to get a closer look, not sure whether he was going to actually say anything or not.

But Ryan solved that for him, looking up at just the right moment and spotting him. Ben swallowed convulsively, expectign confusion on his brother's face.

Instead, Ryan's eyes lit up. "Ben?" he asked.

17. cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do, i wouldn't know just how capable i am to pull through

After they talked to the police, after they found out the guy had killed Q, after they got home, Brooke stood in the doorway of Sam's room, watching the girl sleep. Or not sleep.

"Are you gonna stand there all night?" Sam asked.

"I jsut wanna make sure you're okay," Brooke said, wlaking in and sitting down ont he edge of the bed. "You are okay, right?"

"Yeah, I'm okay," Sam promised. "You saved me."

"Of course I did," Brooke said. "I love you, Sam, okay? We're a family. I am always gonna be there to kick anyone's ass who tries to hurt you."

"Congrats, Brooke, you're a mom," Sam said.

"I always wanted a girl," Brooke replied. Then, she shifted and laid down beside Sam. "I'm jsut gonna sleep here, okay?"

"Sounds good to me," Sam agreed, turning to curl up against Brooke, who wrapped an arm around her.

18. 'cause there are these nights when i sing myself to sleep and i'm hopin' my dreams bring you close to me

Ryan pretended to forget about Mommy and Ben. He started calling the Atwoods 'Mommy' and 'Daddy', and later 'Ma' and 'Dad', even later 'Dawn' and 'Frank', but it was organic, it made sense as to why he did so. But he never forgot his other family, especially his big brother. He would ahve looked, he wanted to look, but he forgot their last name, he couldn't even remember Mommy's first name. But he always remembered Ben's name.

He used to silently repeat everything he remembered about Ben to himself before he went to sleep, to help him remember, and in hopes of dreaming about his brother and feeling safe and happy for once, even if it always ended.

It took 16 years for him to find his brother, standing in the parking lot not that far from the jeep, swallowing convulsively witha face that looked just like Ryan's whenever he was unsure or scared. "Ben?" he said.

"You... you remember me?" Ben asked.

"You're my big brother, how could I forget you?" Ryan replied. "You... you came to see me?" he asked.

"Yeah, Ry, I came to see you," Ben replied, nodding. "We thought... we tried to find you..."

"He took me to Fresno," Ryan said. "And I... I couldn't remember our last name..."

"Sherman," Ben said. "It's Sherman."


"Yeah." Ben ran a hand through his head. "You have time for lunch?"

"Yeah, I've got time," Ryan agreed.

End Of Ficlets

I'll post the songs themselves for download tomorrow, along with commentary on the universes...
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Kat: 2Faceskatwoman76 on April 17th, 2009 06:24 am (UTC)
Yay \o/
Thank you...the OC/Southland crossover in these is exactly the story I requested a while back.
So on a day that started shitty and might go back to being shitty once I'm at work - you made me happy.
Maramissmara on April 17th, 2009 09:21 pm (UTC)
Glad I could help!
Kat: Cop!Benkatwoman76 on April 17th, 2009 09:24 pm (UTC)
Oh, you did help.
That's exactly the universe I wanted.
And I want more *pretty please with puppy dog eyes*
Maramissmara on April 17th, 2009 09:25 pm (UTC)
I probably will at some point... possibly some point very soon... lol
Kat: Brotherskatwoman76 on April 17th, 2009 09:28 pm (UTC)
finleefinlee on April 17th, 2009 12:45 pm (UTC)
Love these ficlets you're doing. And I love how you've brought Ben and Ryan together!
jujuberry136jujuberry136 on April 17th, 2009 12:53 pm (UTC)
yay! OC/Southland ficlets!

Any chance you'll continue to play with Ryan and Ben as long-lost siblings? I'd love to see how the cohens react when the realize Ryan had *another* family :D
Maramissmara on April 17th, 2009 09:22 pm (UTC)
I probably will continue with that universe... I like that universe...
garnigalgarnigal on April 17th, 2009 03:03 pm (UTC)
I love the OC/Southland crossover. It's so sad and sweet and lovely. I'd love to see more in the 'verse, if inspiration hits.
chrisearchrisear on April 17th, 2009 05:40 pm (UTC)
too bad its only a ficlet. love Ben/Ryan
indigorayneindigorayne on April 17th, 2009 09:09 pm (UTC)
Love the OC/Southland crossover!