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storypaint) wrote2010-07-14 10:44 am
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[Dresden Files] we question all our beliefs (Murphy gen)
Title: we question all our beliefs
Fandom: Dresden Files
Length: 303 words
Prompt: Awesome Ladies Ficathon: The Dresden Files, Karrin, Jesus died for somebody's sins, but not mine.
Pairing: Murphy gen
Other: Religious themes.
Excerpt: Karrin clings to her Catholicism despite her divorces, despite seeing people every day whom God has neglected, despite the demons with fangs and the more standard ones with pistols.
Seeing all of the creatures that Harry trips into on a regular basis makes her faith stronger, not weaker. Sure, Rome denies most and disapproves of the rest, but how couldn't one believe in magic after seeing what she's seen?
Not that it's easy. Karrin clings to her Catholicism despite her divorces, despite seeing people every day whom God has neglected, despite the demons with fangs and the more standard ones with pistols. When she isn't too exhausted she says her rosary before bed, and she believes with the same fierceness and solidity that she puts into her job. Sometimes between her prayers and sleep, she thinks about her work, about the gun on her bedside table, and she wonders if she hasn't made policing into a religion too. She turned down the Sword, didn't she? She could have been a Knight, but she chose a smaller duty. The thing is, Chicago is her whole world. She hopes God understands.
She lies on police reports and she lies in confession, listening to the priest breathe on the other side of the screen and editing desperately in her mind. He prescribes Hail Marys and the Lord's Prayer, and she wonders if Jesus will absolve her for the sins she can't share with an official.
Her mother asks for the saints to intercede for her, lighting candles in the alcoves and hoping her daughter is safe on the streets. Murphy faces vampires and Fae, Harry Dresden with fire in his palms and worry on his face.
She believes in what she does, she carries on. That's what a good cop does. She doesn't need a commission from God for that.
"The Lord is with thee," she breathes, bursting in the door, and it's just another day with SI.
Fandom: Dresden Files
Length: 303 words
Prompt: Awesome Ladies Ficathon: The Dresden Files, Karrin, Jesus died for somebody's sins, but not mine.
Pairing: Murphy gen
Other: Religious themes.
Excerpt: Karrin clings to her Catholicism despite her divorces, despite seeing people every day whom God has neglected, despite the demons with fangs and the more standard ones with pistols.
Seeing all of the creatures that Harry trips into on a regular basis makes her faith stronger, not weaker. Sure, Rome denies most and disapproves of the rest, but how couldn't one believe in magic after seeing what she's seen?
Not that it's easy. Karrin clings to her Catholicism despite her divorces, despite seeing people every day whom God has neglected, despite the demons with fangs and the more standard ones with pistols. When she isn't too exhausted she says her rosary before bed, and she believes with the same fierceness and solidity that she puts into her job. Sometimes between her prayers and sleep, she thinks about her work, about the gun on her bedside table, and she wonders if she hasn't made policing into a religion too. She turned down the Sword, didn't she? She could have been a Knight, but she chose a smaller duty. The thing is, Chicago is her whole world. She hopes God understands.
She lies on police reports and she lies in confession, listening to the priest breathe on the other side of the screen and editing desperately in her mind. He prescribes Hail Marys and the Lord's Prayer, and she wonders if Jesus will absolve her for the sins she can't share with an official.
Her mother asks for the saints to intercede for her, lighting candles in the alcoves and hoping her daughter is safe on the streets. Murphy faces vampires and Fae, Harry Dresden with fire in his palms and worry on his face.
She believes in what she does, she carries on. That's what a good cop does. She doesn't need a commission from God for that.
"The Lord is with thee," she breathes, bursting in the door, and it's just another day with SI.