Drabble Fic Based on WindRiver
Possible spoilers ahead for those who haven't seen the movie. The following drabble pertains to a scene in the movie's conclusion. It's recommended that you view the movie prior to perusing this content.
Cory Lambert sat at Jane Banner's bedside in the small hospital room, a magazine in his hands. The pale light filtered through the window, casting a gentle glow over her still form. The events that had brought them here were nothing short of tragic, but amidst the pain and sorrow, there was an unspoken connection that had formed between them.
Cory cleared his throat softly, his eyes flickering over the pages of the magazine before him. His deep voice filled the quiet room as he read aloud, the words weaving a tapestry of distraction from the harsh reality they were facing. Jane's eyes, though heavy-lidded, held a glimmer of appreciation as she listened to his soothing tone.
The article was mundane, some piece about travel destinations, a world far removed from the harshness of the Wind River reservation. But it didn't matter. What mattered was the simple act of Cory being there, reading to her. His presence was a balm for her wounded spirit, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there could be moments of solace.
As he continued to read, the lines between their roles as hunter and FBI agent blurred. They were just two people, finding a brief respite in each other's company. Cory's fingers occasionally brushed against hers as he turned the pages, a touch that spoke volumes in its gentleness.
And in that hospital room, with the soft rustle of paper and the steady beat of Jane's heart monitor, they found a quiet understanding. The past could not be changed, but in the tenderness of that moment, they forged a connection that held the promise of a future, however uncertain it might be.
