Title: thirteen
Characters: Alex, Ben
Rating & WordCount: g, 100
Summary: She remembers birthdays.
A/N: Gen. For former luau queen,
ficklemuse, who wanted happy days.
She remembers birthdays.
Ben makes a big deal. Always did.
There aren’t any other kids, not until Karl, and even after it’s always just the two of them.
He bakes, wears an apron, and fixes all her favorites. She’s thirteen and wiser than her years - already starting to question him. But none of that matters.
Not today.
Because today there’s cake and ice cream, hand-me-down presents wrapped in last year’s paper, and her daddy. His hand brushes her hair like when she was little and when he smiles at her there is only love.
And this is what she remembers.
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Title: flesh and bone
Characters: desmond/claire
Rating & WordCount: pg13, 144
Summary: This isn’t what he wanted.
A/N: For former luau queen,
jb_dean.
This isn’t what he wanted.
But one look at soft pink lips and pleading blue eyes, full of mourning and desperation each, and this is what he gets.
“It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter,” she whispers between kisses, wrapping herself around him in the darkness of his tent. And he’s not sure who those words are meant for.
What he knows is this: He is no savior. Charlie’s dead. And Penelope is so far away that he’s not even sure she was ever real to begin with. Maybe he just imagined her after all. And this girl, this mother, this woman, Claire, she’s real - flesh and bone and warm and alive.
His hands in fist her hair and she bites back a scream as they come together. And somehow, scattered against the backdrop of the dead, false prophecies and gods, this is right.
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Characters: Alex, Ben
Rating & WordCount: g, 100
Summary: She remembers birthdays.
A/N: Gen. For former luau queen,
She remembers birthdays.
Ben makes a big deal. Always did.
There aren’t any other kids, not until Karl, and even after it’s always just the two of them.
He bakes, wears an apron, and fixes all her favorites. She’s thirteen and wiser than her years - already starting to question him. But none of that matters.
Not today.
Because today there’s cake and ice cream, hand-me-down presents wrapped in last year’s paper, and her daddy. His hand brushes her hair like when she was little and when he smiles at her there is only love.
And this is what she remembers.
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Title: flesh and bone
Characters: desmond/claire
Rating & WordCount: pg13, 144
Summary: This isn’t what he wanted.
A/N: For former luau queen,
This isn’t what he wanted.
But one look at soft pink lips and pleading blue eyes, full of mourning and desperation each, and this is what he gets.
“It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter,” she whispers between kisses, wrapping herself around him in the darkness of his tent. And he’s not sure who those words are meant for.
What he knows is this: He is no savior. Charlie’s dead. And Penelope is so far away that he’s not even sure she was ever real to begin with. Maybe he just imagined her after all. And this girl, this mother, this woman, Claire, she’s real - flesh and bone and warm and alive.
His hands in fist her hair and she bites back a scream as they come together. And somehow, scattered against the backdrop of the dead, false prophecies and gods, this is right.
-fin