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Fandom: Lost
Characters/Pairings: Desmond, Claire, mentions of Claire/Charlie
Prompt: Challenge #52 over at
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Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,115
Spoilers: Through the Season 3 finale.
Awards: Third Place in Challenge #52 - Desmond Is My Savior at
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Summary: Claire confronts Desmond about Charlie's death.
He can feel her watching him. Claire’s none too subtle about it either. It doesn’t matter if she’s sitting in her tent, playing with Aaron, or talking to Jack (he’s been coming by her more and more often, like he feels responsible for letting Charlie go on this suicide mission, and then not getting them rescued), she’ll still glance over at him, watching him as he sits on the shore, or as he tries to read that smudged paper that he doubts he’ll ever make sense of.
Charlie trusted him with that letter, and being that it was the last thing that he left, being that he had waited until he was sure he was going to die, Desmond knows it has to be important. It’s important and yet, just like Charlie, it got lost at sea, ink smearing and bleeding into the water. He has to live with that. And he has to live with this too, the constant feel of her eyes boring into his back, her suspicions that he had something to do with all of this, with Charlie’s death.
Except they aren’t just suspicions, and he knows that, and she knows that as well to a degree. It doesn’t take much to figure out that he had something to do with Charlie’s death. Desmond had volunteered to go with him on the mission, and he’d owned up to having flashes of Charlie dying several times. It’s fairly obvious, so much so that he’s surprised there hasn’t been any backlash from before now.
Tonight though, she doesn’t watch so much as follow him back to his tent after everyone’s finished dinner, and broken apart into small groups. He knows she’s on his heels, despite how quiet she is, footsteps barely detectable in the sand. It’s more the look he saw in her eyes when he glanced over at her during dinner, her face lit by the firelight, hands wrung in her lap, and somehow he knew that confrontation was on the horizon.
“You knew didn’t you?” She begins, before she’s even fully entered his tent. His back is turned to her, and he stiffens in response to this onslaught that he knows is coming. “You knew that he wasn’t coming back, and you let him go anyways!”
He doesn’t bother to defend himself when she pauses, almost to let him talk, to give him a chance to say his side. In reality there’s nothing he can say, because she’s right, and lying hasn’t gotten him anywhere in a long time. Better to just get this over with.
“Didn’t you?” Claire expects him to answer, that part is clear.
Slowly he turns to face her. Her eyes are wild and pleading, her lips set in a tight line, looking like she would cry out if she wasn’t so angry. “Yes, I did,” he tells her. Admitting is the first step.
She slaps him. Hard, and fast, and it’ll leave a red mark in the shape of a hand for a few hours, but it isn’t permanent (and death is). “You bastard! You knew, and you didn’t tell anyone.”
“Who was I supposed to tell?” He surprises himself, both with his reply (he wasn’t going to argue with her, he was just going to let her get it out, it was better that way), and with the sound of his own voice. Too full of emotion, and quite a bit louder than he’d intended. “Who would’ve believed me?”
“I would’ve. I would’ve believed you. You knew, and you didn’t tell me, and I never got to say goodbye.” And that’s what it all comes down doesn’t it? The feeling as though she hadn’t said all she’d needed to say, the unresolved that now never would be resolved. It eats away at people. It’s eating away at her, and she needs someone to blame. He’s as good a candidate as any.
“I didn’t mean for him to die. I saw it, and I was going to – I was going to save him again, but he wouldn’t have any of it. I told him what I saw, and he decided to stop fighting, to just give up. And for that I’m sorry. I should’ve never told him.” He’s rambling he knows, but it wasn’t like he had a speech prepared or something. This wasn’t his everyday conversation.
She frowns suddenly, her eyes widening. “What did you see?”
“It’s not important.” He looks away, realizing his misstep. Telling her will only make this worse.
“No, it is. You said that whatever it was made him change his mind, made him give up. Now what did you see?” He doesn’t answer her. “No, you aren’t getting out of this. You have to tell me, you owe me that much.”
“I told him I saw rescue.” He tells her, after a long pause. “I told him I saw you and Aaron getting on the rescue helicopter, and the only way for that to happen was for him to…and after that he was settled. He was going to go down there and there was just no talking him out of it.”
“But rescue never came.” She says, this new information just fuel to the fire. “The boat, it was all a set up. There were no helicopters. We’re still here.”
“I know that, and I don’t know why – “ he shakes his head, “That’s not the way it was supposed to happen.”
Her blue eyes narrow into little slits. “You ever think that maybe that’s all because you’re flashes are nothing more than dreams. That maybe you aren’t all knowing.” Her yells have caught the attention of some of the people closest to them, and he can see Hurley, and Sayid looking at them, the latter looking like he’s seconds from getting up and seeing what all the commotion is about. “Did you ever think of that?”
“They are real!” He insists, shouts. They have to be real; he has to believe this hasn’t all been for nothing. “You may not believe in them but I know that Charlie died a hero, and he died for you.”
“No,” she says, voice deathly quiet now, a stark contrast from just seconds ago. “He died for nothing.”
The sentence hangs there for a moment, and then with a shake of her head, she turns away and walks back down the beach. It’s fine with him, he could barely look at her, the tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks, the hatred in her expression. She might never forgive him, and he has to live with that.
Charlie’s gone, because of what Desmond saw, and he’s got to live with that too.
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Date: 2007-07-05 10:19 pm (UTC)"He died for nothing."
It breaks my heart to hear her say that, for her to believe that. The smudged letter was a nice touch. I'm not quite sure what you were so worried about.
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Date: 2007-07-06 01:08 am (UTC)That line was the only thing I knew was going to be said when I came up with this story's concept -- it was getting there that was hard. I just don't think rescue is going to come right away -- maybe his death was just the beginning of a chain of events, but right afterwards it's not going to seem like anything.
I was worried because it was something I wrote in an hour or so, and didn't proofread since my father had told me to get off the computer, so I was very hurried.
Thanks so much for reading, I know I make you read through things a lot these days, but it means a lot that you take the time to do. *hugs*
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Date: 2007-07-06 03:29 am (UTC)I really don't mind reading your stuff, especially since I don't exactly have anything you're distracting me from. You know after all that my mom's boss never call?
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Date: 2007-07-05 10:34 pm (UTC)It was awesome.!:D
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Date: 2007-07-06 01:12 am (UTC)Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2007-07-05 11:34 pm (UTC)He doesn't bother to defend himself when she pauses
Yes, exactly so. This is what I'm certain will happen; she'll rip into him and he'll just take it because he's blaming himself for Charlie's death.
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Date: 2007-07-06 01:17 am (UTC)I hope we get to see a scene like this but I'm not sure we will. I just have this feeling Desmond will take it, because he'll blame himself.
Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2007-07-06 02:13 am (UTC)And no, Desmond, as much as I hate to admit it, isn't to blame, though I'm not so sure he'll see it that way, you know.
Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2007-07-06 02:26 am (UTC)This comment is turning out kind of weird, but what I mean to say is, this fanfic was most excellent! I was very impressed by your writing prowess and very moved. My only critique is that, honestly, I thought the end was a bit weak. I think it would've packed a much greater punch if you concluded with, "He died for nothing." Well, I guess that's it, then. Keep writing! <3
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Date: 2007-07-06 02:29 am (UTC)Ah, someone who provides actual concrit. I actually thank you for mentioning that. Looking back I kind of tend to agree that I should've just stopped it there.
Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2007-07-06 02:25 pm (UTC)I'm glad you thought my Claire voice was good, I've been trying to work at it.
Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2007-07-06 03:25 pm (UTC)It always surprises me when it comes to premonitions and different future visions, that people simply don't see how such chains of events come to existence. Would Charlie actually die if he hadn't been told? I think not. Cause the more you're trying to escape something, paradoxically, the more you're pushing yourself towards it. So despite my huge love for Des I'm more than sure the truth and honesty on his part was a huge mistake. I'll be missing Charlie....
You know how much I love your writing, right? I hasn't changed. You've got penchant for making brilliant characterisations. I definitely feel for Claire.
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Date: 2007-07-06 05:56 pm (UTC)That's actually interesting way of putting it you know. I think you're much better with words than I am. I don't think he should've told Charlie he would die either, mostly because I kind of don't think he would've and that makes me sad.
I'm glad you liked this, and are still into my writing. A lot of my previous regular reviewers seem to either be busy or just not into my stuff anymore so it's good to see I haven't lost you yet. I'm also happy that you liked my Claire (and I hope Desmond wasn't too bad either, because truthfully that was my first time writing him, and probably will be the last for awhile, as I have a hard time).
Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2007-07-06 08:33 pm (UTC)And thank you for the compliment! That's positively the nicest thing I heard for a while, though I bet majority of my flist would disagree. :D
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Date: 2007-07-06 08:36 pm (UTC)And since I know you're not into any particular pairings or anything, if you had any ideas for something you'd like to see written, you know like character-wise, I'm accepting prompts so feel free to let me know if you're interested.
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Date: 2007-07-06 08:59 pm (UTC)I'd just love to see Jules and Desmond interacting with each other, something none of the writers here gave much thought to, as far as I know. It would be intersting to see how those proud but bruised people break past their own defences and come to realise there's less "otherness" in the other than they'd think. What do you think?
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Date: 2007-07-06 09:56 pm (UTC)Great idea!
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Date: 2007-07-06 05:58 pm (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed it, and saw it as realistic. Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2007-07-08 12:04 am (UTC)I'll be reading whenever you post:)
AU is wonderful isn't it:)
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Date: 2007-07-07 09:43 am (UTC)Omigosh I think you just broke my heart...
This was so sad, so terribly terribly sad. I really felt for Desmond in this but I also think that Claire's anger is more than justified. I can't wait to see how they play this out on the show but I certainly loved this!
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Date: 2007-07-07 03:01 pm (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed this! Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2007-07-09 08:23 am (UTC)Incidentally, I've almost finished your fic request! You can expect it to be posted soon ^_^
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Date: 2007-07-08 08:57 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading!