Stories include or will include:
The 10th doctor (Doctor Who)
Kilgrave (Jessica Jones)
Peter Vincent (Fright Night)
Alec Hardy (Broadchurch)
Hamlet (Hamlet)
Giacomo Casanova (Casanova)
David Tennant
Superwholock
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sand·man ˈsan(d)ˌman/ noun 1. a fictional man supposed to make children sleep by sprinkling sand in their eyes.
(Y/N) point of view:
" sit down." Elliott yelled as he pocketed my phone. When I refused to move he yelled again, " Sit the fuck down!" He then grabbed me tightly around my upper right arm and dragged me to a lonesome chair. " I really don't want to have to do this. This was supposed to go so much smoother! Why couldn't you have just said yes!!!" He put his hands on his head and pulled on his hair in destress.
" Elliott, you can turn this around. You can go out there and surrender yourself. You don't have to hurt anyone." I say trying to keep my voice calm.
" you don't understand do you?! I just want you! I've always wanted you! I haven't been able to get you off my bloody mind for 7 years! If I turn myself in then I will never be able to have you." Elliott kneeled down before me. " please (Y/N), stay with me. Tell them. Tell them you want me as much as I want you." He pulled out his phone and gave it to me. " if I can't have you then no one will."
I then dialed my boyfriends number.
"(Y/N)?!" Alec Scottish voice rang. " Are you hurt?"
" No, no, I'm fine. I'm perfectly fine. Um there's something I have to tell you. I'm in love with Elliott. I want to be with him. I haven't been able to stop thinking about him since I left home 7 years ago. I hope you find someone else. Goodbye. Oh and Alec, Sandman." With that I hung up. " now we wait." I gave Elliott the phone back with a smile.
3rd person:
Once (Y/N) hung up the phone Alec had a smile on his face. Sandman.
Flashback 2 weeks prior:
" you actually believed in the sandman?" (Y/N) chuckled as she set the table for a very very late dinner with Alec Hardy.
" Hey I was young!" Hardy protested.
" That's very sweet." (Y/N) smiled as she sat down. " my parents never told me about him. They just told about Santa, the easter bunny, tooth fairy, and of course Jason."
" Jason?" Alec asked as he said down.
" yeah every Friday the 13th my parents would watch those movies. My dad had a kick out of making me scared shitless of him." She told her boyfriend as she salted her food.
" did you believe him?" Alec asked.
" of course not." She shrugged.
" I'm a detective, you'll have to lie better then that." He smiled.
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" I was like 5 years old!" She defended herself.
" hey I'm not judging you, when your young things like that can scare you." Alec teased.
" do you wanna know what scares my now?" She looked up at her partner.
" of course darlin." Alec looked at her with a worried glance.
" The thought of someone I love being help captive." She tried to explain. " with the line of work we work, the fear of someone being held captive... it hurts me to think about. Thinking about someone doing that to you..." she shook her head. " I can't."
" Hey, shhh, it's okay. Let's make a word, in case one of us is in that kind of situation. This word can mean that if our capture is making us say something that is not true then we can say it. Or if the other doesn't know we are in that situation." Alec grabbed her hand.
" what word?" (Y/N) asked.
" anything you want darlin." Alec smiled.
" Sandman." She smiled slyly.
" sandman it is."
(Y/N) POV:
Time had passed. No one had moved. My fellow officers hadn't left. They're time was up. Elliott took the gun point it at me. He dialed Hardy again. Before the call came through, I got up and kicked him in the balls. I ran out of the room. I ran down the stairs. I didn't make it pasted the lobby before Elliott shot me in the leg then the arm. I fell on the ground. NO NO GET BACK UP. GET THE FUCK UP! I told myself. I got up and walked out of the hotel. Officers grabbed me and helped me to a ambulance. Moments later Elliott came storming out with his gun to his head. Everything happen so fast.
Before I knew it. Elliott had killed himself.
I was traumatized. I didn't even know that Alec had came up to me.
"(Y/N)?" He kept on saying.
I didn't respond. I could only think about Elliott. My childhood friends brains sprayed on the ground in front of the Traders Hotel.
A few months later.
I was back to work when Alec came up to me, " hey, how are you doing?"
" alright." I told him.
" Darlin, I'm a detective, you'll have to lie better then that."
" so am I. I should have taken the gun. He shouldn't be dead." I looked up at him. Tears starting to form.
" you can't blame yourself for that. That is not on you. He did that to himself."
I got up and hugged my partner. " thank you. Thank you for being here for me."
" where else am I going to go?"
It feels so god damn good to be back! Thank you so much!
