*written for the Head2Head Songfic Challenge - October 2006*
Assigned Song - "Holy Water" sung by: Big 'n' Rich

Somewhere there's a stolen halo
I use to watch her wear it well
Everything would shine wherever she would go
But looking at her now you'd never tell

She stood at the edge of the pond, looking into the water, taking in the sight of the person staring back at her. She should know who she is but it’s like she’s
never seen her before. It could be the hair that used to hang in a thick ponytail down her back now comes barely past her ears; or maybe it’s the faded calico
dresses having been replaced by shirts whose sleeves hang over her hands or pants that are meant for a young boy because they are just the right length for her.

Though all those things are a shock to see, it’s not what causes her heart to break when she looks at this girl. She doesn’t know who she is anymore. She
used to laugh but there’s no laughter in those eyes that are staring back at her. They are empty – they seem afraid to show emotion. Those dark eyes have
no more tears to shed and spend all their time cast down to the ground lest someone notice the long lashes and the frightened glances going out to every man
she passes on the street.

Someone ran away with her innocence
A memory she can't get out of her head
I can only imagine what she's feeling
When she's praying
Kneeling at the edge of her bed

A week ago she was a child, an innocent child, with no idea of what the world was really like. Yes, she had had to work during a lot of her childhood and
had even had some heartache along the way but no one had ever laid a hand on her until …

And she says take me away
And take me farther
Surround me now
And hold, hold, hold me like holy water
Holy water

She turns her head away but then something draws her back to see if that girl will meet her eyes again. She’s still there, waiting for someone to reach out and
want to help her but knowing that a gesture of that magnitude could get her hurt worse than she is now. Or is that even possible?

She wants someone to call her angel
Someone to put the light back in her eyes
She's looking through the faces
The unfamiliar places
She needs someone to hear her when she cries

She reaches out her hand but she’s too far away to touch. She stretches as far as she can but still there’s no connection … just emptiness. And the one time
someone did reach out to her, it shattered all the goodness she had in her. She’s dirty now. Try as she might, it won’t wash away. Will that mouth ever turn
upward into a smile again? Will those eyes twinkle at the sight of a pretty flower or a new dress? Will she ever be able to use her real voice when speaking to
someone? All those questions can’t be answered by the person she’s looking at because that person needs so much help – help that she doesn’t know how
to find. How can she trust again? And who would listen to her anyway?

And she says take me away
And take me farther
Surround me now
And hold, hold, hold me like holy water
Holy water

“I will,” she said out loud, without trying to disguise the softness to her speech. But that softness is not the same as it was a week ago – it’s now got a hard
edge to it, a determination that wasn’t ever there before. But will any of that do any good if she can’t get past what happened. Oh why does it have to keep
surfacing, threatening to drive her mad? Is there anyone who would be able to understand what it is that has turned her into this person no one knows anymore?

She just needs a little help
To wash away the pain she's felt
She wants to feel the healing hands
Of someone who understands

Drawn to that face that is begging for someone to hear her sadness, she takes a step to bridge the gap between them … then another step … then another until
she is so close to the girl that it’s hard to see her clearly. But she knows she is still there. She runs her hands through the water, trying to take all of her in, in
one big hug. The water, it feels so cool, so refreshing, so alive, maybe it’s what the girl’s body needs … what her body needs. She cups her hands and gathers
up as much as she can then brings them up over her head and releases the liquid. She closes her eyes as it runs down the sides of her face, past her eyes, and
over her nose. She begins to feel energized; she takes another handful and repeats her motions. She does it over and over again, each time looking up to heaven,
to the one person who might be able to help her, who might be able to give her the answers she so desperately needs to hear. The little girl inside of her needs
to know it’s alright to live again; that it wasn’t her fault; and that this hasn’t ruined who she is. She wants to get away from it all … far, far away.

She pours another handful of water over her head then with her hands resting over on top of her drenched hair, she glanced toward heaven and said, “Cleanse me.”

And she says take me away
And take me farther
Surround me now
And hold, hold, hold me
And she says take me away
And take me farther
Surround me now
And hold, hold, hold me like holy water
Holy water


Well, first off, I love song fics.  The lyrics have so much emotion to them that they almost beg to be put into a story.  
So it took until reading the beginning
of the second stanza of the song - someone ran away with her innocence - for me
to know it had to be about Lou. And from each line with the 'her' and 'she'
references, it's clear that the person
speaking sees this girl and knows what
she's been through. I immediately set it in the time frame of Lou having just
escaped Wicks and didn't like the idea of it being from Charlotte's point of
view so the only other person who knew what
had happened was Lou herself. It
just sort of came together from there that Lou was seeing herself but it wasn't the
person she used to know, it was someone else.

I almost couldn't write it fast enough once I got the idea of her looking at her own reflection in the water. And it
seemed to fit in nicely with the Holy Water
title of the song. Hopefully that is all explanatory from reading the story.

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