The Magnificent Seven M7M Challenge

It Was A Dark And Stormy Night

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Challenge: M7M Challenge for 02 June 2003: one of the boys is sick, another offers comfort
Note: On 16 June 2003, there were two challenges offered. One was to write a drabble beginning with the phrase "It was a dark and stormy Night" the other was to write a drabble about Father's Day. I did both. Here are my "Dark and Stormy" drabbles.
Character: Seven
Unverse: Various
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It Was A Dark And Stormy Night

Vin - Runaways
It was a dark and stormy night, Vin sat outside the jail and watched the streets. Most people had gone to bed hours ago, but a few trail-hands were still in the saloons spending their money.

He felt the presence behind him and knew it was Chris. The boy hadn’t said a word, but Vin always knew when Chris was nearby. He knew that JD had Buck.

Turning his head, he stopped the rocking chair and opened his arms for Chris. The normally hesitant boy nearly leapt into Vin’s lap as another crack of thunder rolled across the sky. Wrapping his arms around the boy, Vin smiled.

Chris - Luck Of The Draw
It was a dark and stormy night; the perfect weather to compliment the chaos of the week. He thought about his team, his friends, his brothers and shook his head. A smile tugged at his lips at the thought of brothers. JD, Ezra and Vin were all Maude Standish’s sons. That went explained why they were all trouble magnets.

The smile disappeared as he thought about the raw emotional wounds his brothers were suffering, especially Vin. Chris had initially wanted to take out his anger on Ezra, but didn’t; Ezra was carrying enough guilt and pain. He hoped this wouldn’t tear his family apart.

Josiah - Little Britches – Old West
It was a dark and stormy night as Josiah tried to get comfortable in his bed. He let out a sigh. No one was to blame for his current discomfort but himself. When the skies had clouded over, the boys had asked him to tell them scary stories. Josiah had thought back to his own youth and started relating stories from all over.

It hadn’t seemed to affect the boys too much as they settled in to sleep, but at the first crack of thunder, Josiah had found himself book-ended by two small bodies seeking comfort. Now he was struggling to find a comfortable position to sleep.

Nathan - Texas
It was a dark and stormy night. The storms had been raging since dinner, spoiling the large gathering they’d set up at the ranch. Rocking in the chair by the large picture window, he wrapped his arms a little tighter around Adam.

Rain, Sarah, Nettie and Casey were in the city for a “girl’s weekend” and his six friends had gone out to make sure everything was closed up and secured. This type of storm could do a lot of damage.

“Uncle Nathan,” Adam asked, his voice quiet.

“What Adam?”

“Will everyone be ok?”

A smile graced Nathan’s face. “Everyone will be fine.”

Buck - ATF
It was a dark and stormy night. Buck felt exhaustion in every muscle in his body. The rain had gotten so intense he felt it too dangerous to drive so he’d pulled into the diner until the rain eased.

He sat sipping his coffee while he waited for his food. He saw the headlights of a bus pull in and wondered who would be coming in. He didn’t have long to wait as people began pouring in.

As he witnessed each person come in, his eyes grew wider in surprise as a smile lit his face. “Thank you, God,” he whispered, eyeing the beauty pageant contestants.

Ezra - Old West
It was a dark and stormy night. Ezra sat in the mouth of the cave he’d chosen for protection and watched as the lightning split the sky over and over. Each flash, however, paled against the stunning revelation he’d had. He’d been riding with six other men for about six weeks. He’d thought to spend the requisite time in town and move on.

Now, alone, in a cave, all he could think was how much he’d rather be with his friends. That word had stunned the conman to the core of his being. He, Ezra Standish, loner, conman, a man who needed no one, had friends.

It was a dark and stormy night. The electricity that crackled through the air hadn’t prevented his exhausted body from falling into a well-deserved sleep, but not before he had expended energy of his own.

As the storm had moved closer, a particularly loud crack of thunder shook the apartment. The sound of jingling glass had awoken JD from his sleep. Scanning the room nothing seemed out of place. He glanced out the window and saw nothing but black.

As the sound of rain pounding against the window lulled him back to sleep, he pulled Casey closer, spooning himself around her warm body.

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