Coin of Fate
Author's Note:
This is for Sarahjane. She asked me to write
something for the tag to DWTB a long time ago, and to be honest... I never
wanted to write something in that time frame because it was done so many times.
Then I saw OfficerSun524's video Somebody's Crying and got the idea for this. This is
written straight to the board, so all mistakes are mine. Hit me with the
feedback please.
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it was, we'd have a Farscape channel.
The coin is rough between his fingers. They move across its surface and he
hopes that the tremor he feels inside doesn't show. His heart beats in time as
his feet slowly cross the room. He knows that she's hurting, but so is he.
To her, he is only Crichton.
Not John.
Not the one she lost only a short time ago.
He is yesterday, with no tomorrow in sight beyond that piece of metal that
wants to tremble in time with his heart. His life now came down to this one
small coin.
~*~
She wants to just go. To forget all that she'd learned. To become lost in
order, the chaos that is in her heart has come at too high a price.
To hear him speak and know if he's afraid or nervous by the
pitch of his voice. To watch him move toward her, holding the coin that
mere moments ago she'd kicked. To breathe when he's
really gone. His taste is still on her lips, in her mouth, in her heart.
But he is only a memory of what could have been.
She loved John.
Will always loves him.
But the man in front of her is not the man she knew and loved. He is a reminder
of all she lost and if she stays, will lose again.
She doesn't want to say goodbye, she's already done that one time too many.
Fate was cruel to have given her so much only to take it away just as quickly.
Now it was time for fate to decide once and for all.
Originally
posted September 06, 2004