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Heart in a Box, 8

Title: Heart in a Box
Author: Mae
Rating: PG-13, some swearing
Characters: Patrick Marleau, Joe Thornton
Archive: http://maefic.50webs.com/slash/heart.html
Dedication: The Vegas girls. :D
Disclaimer: It's all lies!
Author's Notes: This is set just after Joe Thornton was traded to the Sharks in November 2005. I started writing this in 2007 but only picked it up again recently and it's finally done! The idea came from the Pirates of the Caribbean movies, but I went a different direction with it.

Heart in a Box, 8

Patty trained the blowtorch on his stick blade, running the flame along each side to heat the blade up and make it pliable. He put the blowtorch down and started shaping the blade with his hands; the small adjustments he made would translate to big differences in the way the puck came off his stick. A drop of blood rolled down over his stomach into his navel and he paused to wipe it off with his finger, leaving a ghostly red trail over his smooth, white skin.

The blade had cooled before he was done, so he picked up the blowtorch again. He didn't heat the blade up again, though, just stared at the blue flame, feeling the heat radiate from it. He imagined what it would be like to turn the flame on himself, to cauterize the wound that wasn't healing on its own. He could hear the sizzle as it touched his body, smell the scent of seared flesh, and he aimed the flame at himself, slowly bringing it closer.

Then the flame went out and Joe was by his side, snatching the blowtorch from his hand, his expression a mixture of concern and shock.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, panic in his voice.

Patty looked at Joe, trying to find the words to explain himself. "It won't heal."

Joe shook his head, placing his hands on Patty's shoulders. "There's a reason for that."

And then he pulled Patty close, wrapping his arms around him even though Patty didn't hug him back, feeling the warm, sticky blood soak through his T-shirt and not caring that it did.


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poor patty. he is so not coping is he?

And Joe is trying to help him. He is so doomed. :P

OMG, I know why your mental block about continuing this has evaporated and it's because YOU LIKE/LOVE THORNTON NOW. MWAHAHA.

. . . I'm a little bit drunk. But so happy to have more! And the imagery is still super strong and lovely/painful and ahhh.

That is a HORRIBLE HORRIBLE thing to say and it was actually Jack Johnson who got me writing again. Wait I don't know if that's any better.

Also I was at the Blue Jackets game tonight and Joe manhandled Vermette and left him looking disheveled afterwards. I felt traumatized on his behalf. I also accidentally made an unfortunate comment about Heatley pithing a tent. I hate him being on my team. :(

This part was kind of inspired by the Sayid "test" scene. Eek!

Thanks so much, Abby!

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