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Antigone Grace Winchester - Princess of Troy (antigone_grace) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2011-05-20 16:31:00

Entry tags:

antigone grace, sam winchester

Who: Anne & Sam Winchester
What: A discussion.
Where: The Palace at Troy
Warnings: Severely hurt feelings all around.

It was, of course, a beautiful day at the Palace. Anne was, naturally, sitting in the ancient rocking chair near the open balcony as wind blew up from the ocean. She held her oldest child, her perfect son, as her new daughter lay sleeping in her crib not ten feet away while the nurse sat in the chair next to the crib to watch over her. A guard stood in the corner of the room in case of a threat and two more waited outside to keep anyone from disturbing the Queen while she was with her children.

"One day, this will all be yours, Aidan," she said soothingly as they rocked back and forth. "You will be king of all ancient Troy and everyone will love and adore you."

When Sam appeared in the room, she gave him a soft smile. "Isn't that right, darling? I was just telling your son how perfect a king he will be one day."

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antigone_grace
2011-05-21 02:46 am UTC (link)

"No one tells a three year old that he has to be a leader. Every child wants to be a king or a princess. A parent goes from there, teaches the fun parts first. Responsibility won't come to him for a very long time, Sam. A very long time."

Anne took a deep breath. "The fact that you just compared ruling this city to being blood controlled by your demon friend is a clear sign that you have no idea what any of this means. You're not getting it, okay?" Yes, she'd mimicked him, and rudely. "You have no respect for any of this, none of the heritage, none of the sacrifice that went into it. You want your children to do and be whatever they want? That is not how the world works. It is because you were unprepared that your precious Jessica died. Leaving your children unprepared could bring about the same consequences for them. Perhaps you ought to consider that before becoming a hippie without a care."

Her battle stance mimicked his.

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wnchestrgeekboy
2011-05-21 02:59 am UTC (link)

"Are you out of your mind?" It came out between his teeth. She knew all of the secrets of his heart; his doubts, his fears, his most vulnerable of places and she'd just struck him there.
"My demon *friend*?! My preci...Jesus Christ, Anne! How could y-..." He turned away from her, just for a moment before wheeling around on his heel. "I can't believe you'd hurt me like that right now, when all I'm trying to do is give OUR son the right to choose his OWN goddamn destiny without it having been decided for him before he was even born! And if you weren't so stuck up and holier than thou about this pile of rocks you rule over, maybe you'd see that." Yeah, he went there. Lashing out at her where it hurt was in the heat of the moment, but Winchesters had such a knack for that.

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antigone_grace
2011-05-21 03:08 am UTC (link)

"It was decided for him before he was born." Her voice was absolute ice when she interrupted, which showed a lack of remorse for what she said. Her expression matched her tone and she didn't blink while he worked out his frustrations through words.

When he was done insulting her, she exhaled a breath she didn't need and waved a glass of ice water into existence to sip from. Immediately, Selena appeared with a tray of fruit and juice and more water. Anne didn't even acknowledge her.

"You think you have the monopoly on all things terrible in a childhood or adolescence, Samuel Winchester, and it simply isn't true." The glass disappeared as easily as it had arrived. Her voice never changed. "Very well. Your children will never have to rule over this... pile of rocks." Lifting her chin an infinitesimal amount, she added, "And you are never to come back. Go."

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wnchestrgeekboy
2011-05-21 03:28 am UTC (link)

His eyes narrowed. He wouldn't be dismissed by her, as if she ruled him, too. And he wasn't leaving his kids behind.

"I've never claimed a monopoly on it, and I will not be... *dismissed* like one of your servants. I'll go when I'm ready, and right now? I'm not done. If this what Aidan wants to do, then fine. I will back him up till the day I die and you have to remind him every day after that...that I supported him every step of the way. Same with Alexandra. But I won't let him be forced into it. There's a difference. You force him? You push him to do this? What happens to your plan when he walks away? Then what? Then what, Anne? Huh?"

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antigone_grace
2011-05-21 03:43 am UTC (link)

She listened to his entire rant and then she smiled, utterly amused.

"You are absolutely right. You aren't a servant, you're supposed to be my husband. You're supposed to support me, too, but I think you lost sight of that somewhere on your way to the pile of rocks that was supposed to be your children's inheritance. Also, the servants would never talk the way you have, they'd sooner die than disappoint this city." She took a step closer, and raised her eyes to look at him. "Remember something, Sam. I will be the last person standing when every single one of you is gone. After you've died, he's died and even Alexandra, because I will outlive her, eventually, too. This city is what I've been condemned to, not you and not them. I've already relinquished them, you don't ever have to worry. Clearly, it's never been anything but distasteful to you and I would hate to have that be their legacy."

She had never one considered that Sam didn't love her city as much as she did and it was then that she decided that she would never relinquish control. This conversation would replay in her head forever.

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wnchestrgeekboy
2011-05-21 03:56 am UTC (link)

"You love this city more than anything else. Maybe you don't know it yet, but I'm well aware. It's not *distasteful* to me, as you so eloquently pointed out, I even loved to watch you here, because you're more you when you're here than anywhere else. But, then again, right now you're here. And you're being...you. So have fun being the last one standing." He coudln't handle any more of this conversation, he didn't want to hurt himself, or her, or their marriage any more tonight. He looked up to the sky for a second and went into the nursery. Sam took Aidan from his bed and held him up to his shoulder. "We'll be at home, when you're ready to..." he sighed. "We need to talk about this, clearly but...not anymore tonight. I'm taking him home. I'll see you when you're ready." He didn't point out that he was exiled from her presence here. He slowly headed for the door.

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antigone_grace
2011-05-21 04:15 am UTC (link)

"Yes, Sam. You are so right, which is why I gave up every opportunity to be here when I died for your father. Did you forget that?" She watched as he went to lift their son, waving down the guard who would have stopped him if it had become necessary. As he walked toward the way home once more, she added quietly, "Watching everyone I've loved die is always a good time so being the last one standing will, of course, be... fun."

Her tone had become quiet as she realized that, not only had he not waited, he had split their family. He'd taken his son but left their daughter. Men, she mused as he reached the door. She turned back toward the water, staring absently at the crocus in the distance. Always concerned about the boys in the family.

What did he think she was going to do - nail Aidan to his bed? She didn't stop him, in any case. Alexandra could finish her nap where she was.

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wnchestrgeekboy
2011-05-21 06:30 pm UTC (link)

He didn't turn around to answer her last cutting remark, just held Aidan closer. He had left his infant daughter with her mother because it was where she should be. Alexandra was still small, and she needed her mother's care. His heart was screaming at him to turn around and get her, too, but his head knew that if this fight between them was going to be a dragged out over a few days, the better place for the baby was with Anne.

He stepped through the door to home, exhausted. Sam put the toddler down in his bed, checked the window wards, the salt lines and the safety on the gun he stashed high in the boy's closet. Finally, he went in the kitchen and helped himself to a beer. He had his phone in his hand, with his thumb poised over the send button with his brother's number on the screen. He let it hover for a moment before setting it down and finishing his beer in three long pulls.
It was going to be a long night.

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