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Fic: Blood On The Snow (3/6)

Title: Blood On The Snow (3/6)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters (this chapter): Mel/Johnny, Red Hamilton, Homer Van Meter
Fandom: Public Enemies
Genres: AU, Fairytale, Romance
Rating (this chapter): PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Not really.
General Summary: The Grand Duke is charged by the King to bring in the Rogue Knight…but the fairest Knight in all the land falls in love with him instead.
Chapter Summary: Johnny continues his bank robbing while dreaming of the day when he and Mel can be together.
Date Of Completion: November 15, 2009
Date Of Posting: November 19, 2009
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, Universal does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 791
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Notes: I’ve written straightforward fairytales before in other fandoms and got an idea for this one, but then my Muses threw me a curve and insisted that this story become a hybrid of classical fairtyale and 1930s, so that’s why you’ll see Kings and Knights but greatcoats and fedoras instead of armor, and cars instead of horses. Hopefully it works! Enjoy! ;)
All chapters can be found here.



III

I WOULD SWEEP ALL THE STARS…


I would
Sweep all the stars
From the heavens
And present them to you
On bended knee
If I could.


Letter from
Mel to Johnny
March 12, 1934 C.E.



Far off in the mountains girded by snow were the Rogue Knight and his Band of Merry Men.

They lived in comfortable cabins, and the closest village was loyal to them as the Band was generous with their gold to help starving families and sick children in this time of Great Depression.

Johnny was comfortable in his cabin, blueprints spread out on the table while he hummed to himself. He sat at the small writing desk, his pen scratching on fine pale yellow vellum as he wrote to Mel.

He missed his Dark Knight dearly. Surely someday they could be together! Never had he seen a man so beautiful and elegant. Truly the finest in all the land!

His Mel’s beauty was known far and wide, said to be the fairest in all the kingdoms. He was fortunate, indeed, because his Mel’s intelligence and heart matched his beauty.

The cabin door opened and in strode Sir Red, his dearest friend.

“Are you decent, John?”

“Never.”

Red laughed. He sat on the bed and Johnny resumed writing.

“Writing Sir Melvin?” Johnny nodded. “That is risky, Johnny.”

“I use safe passage.”

“Still, ‘tis risky.”

“Everything we do is risky.”

“True, but caution is not a dirty word, John.”

Johnny smiled. “You always give wise counsel, my friend.”

“But you still will write?”

“I love him.”

Red sighed, but his eyes were softly affectionate. “If anyone can make it work with the Duke’s Favorite, it is you.”

Johnny frowned. “I find the Duke’s attentions to my Beloved disturbing.”

“As you should. That man can give anyone the willies. I would not be surprised if he was scheming to make his Favorite his Chosen One.”

Johnny’s frown became a full-blown scowl. “My Sunshine would never consent to be that blackguard’s Consort!”

Red clapped a big hand on his friend’s shoulder. “No worries, my friend. You will have your Beloved within your camp someday.”

Johnny smiled. That he would!

“Let me finish this letter, and then we can discuss our next Quest.”

Red nodded, squeezing Johnny’s shoulder while he rose from the bed and headed over to the table.

A knock on the door sounded, and Johnny called, “Enter.”

Homer came in and handed Johnny a letter with a smile. Johnny eagerly took it with thanks, carefully opening it as he broke the seal.

He lifted out pages of creamy vellum, the handwriting elegant and distinctive in blue ink: his Beloved’s.

& & & & & &


March 12, 1934

Dearest Johnny,

My heart is full with thoughts of you. Every day I wake after dreams of passion that only you can bring to me. I dream of our time in the snows, and yearn for the day when we will be together as one.

I would
Sweep all the stars
From the heavens
And present them to you
On bended knee
If I could.


Know that I am true to you in every way, and I remember your lips upon mine as the fire crackled and the snow fell. I will love you now and forever, that I vow.

With all my love,

Mel


& & & & & &


Johnny avidly read the letter, his eyes shining. Red watched him and wished that his friend’s dearest wish could come true.

& & & & & &


Robbing a bank was a Quest sure to fire the blood. Sir Johnny leaped over counters as gracefully as a gazelle.

“All your worldly goods, sir.”

The teller quickly complied, and Johnny gestured at the bank president with his tommygun.

“To the vault, sir.”

All was quick and efficient and then the Rogue Knight bowed to a pretty young woman.

“Come, m’lady. Your carriage awaits.”

Nervous, the blond teller nevertheless smiled as she and others were taken to the waiting cars. With a whoop, Homer drove away, the hapless Sheriff’s men left behind in the dust.

They rode for many a mile, the teller shivering in the cold, and the Rogue Knight offered his greatcoat to her.

“Sir, you are a true gentleman.”

The Rogue Knight smiled.

& & & & & &


The treasure was divided, each to his own, and the Merry Men celebrated with mead and song, the fire in the center of camp blazing up to the stars, and, lo, the Rogue Knight took part, smiling and proud, but Red saw the shadows in his eyes as the flames flickered.

The Rogue Knight yearned for his Beloved.

Red resolved to take Johnny’s letter to Mel to town himself.

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