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Title: Transitional
Author: raven_lore
Pairing: none
Rating: G
Wordcount: 355
Spoiler: Intruder
Summary: sometime things are lost, even when they're not.
Disclaimer: not mine, but you all know that already.
Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] tafkarfanfic for the fastest beta ever, I'd be lost without her, and to [livejournal.com profile] the_green_sheep for reading it and giving me a title.



It was going to be a special evening, the first one he had allowed himself in many months. Maybe too many. But no, that wasn't true. It was just his bitterness talking, the bitterness of having waited for so long, hoping, trusting, only to lose anyway. In the end it hadn't mattered, he had trusted her, and she would never even know it.

Taking a deep breath, he passed a hand over his face, meeting longer hair, which he wasn't used to yet. He needed to stop. How many times had he already thought those same thoughts? How many nights had he spent awake, looking for the right answer, knowing it didn't exist? He had made his decision. There was no more time for doubts.

Now, if only he could find the blue sweater he would be ready to go. It was his favorite one, the one that brought out his eyes. Not that he needed to make an impression: Kate has been pursuing him for the past three months. Three months of refusing politely. Three more months of keeping hope alive. He sighed.

The blue sweater was nowhere to be seen. He tried to remember when he had worn it the last time, and silently cursed himself when the restaurant where he and Elizabeth had celebrated her new assignment appeared in his mind. She had been so beautiful. Nervous, but so brave.

Closing his eyes, Simon shut his wardrobe. Elizabeth was gone: gone to another galaxy, maybe even gone forever, killed by something or someone he didn't have the security clearance to know about. He had chosen to move on, to accept the date with Kate. A misplaced sweater wasn't a good enough excuse to turn back.

After a final look in the mirror, he turned and left, all thoughts of what he had lost securely locked away.

***

In a galaxy far away, inside a bare room of an alien city, the blue sweater hang loosely around Elizabeth's slender body. Silently she watched the ocean, thinking of what she had left behind, what was safe, what she would defend with her own life.

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Date: 2005-08-25 05:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mmmchelle.livejournal.com
Nice, very, very nice.

It was good to get a peak inside Simon's head, and you made him believable, the kind of guy Elizabeth would find attractive.

Thank you.

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Date: 2005-08-25 06:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangerrine.livejournal.com
Ooh, I really like this. Great portrayal of Simon.

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Date: 2005-08-25 07:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_bettina_/
This was really nice.

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Date: 2005-08-25 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jenlev.livejournal.com
ah, this is intriguing. and very fine to have a glimpse of simon's thoughts and feelings. poignant to think of him as always having been left, and never knowing what happened next. :)

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Date: 2005-09-04 09:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jenlev.livejournal.com
yup, a good man trying to deal with something beyond his awareness. and someone beyond his grasp.

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Date: 2005-08-26 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_strange_music_/
Ohh Simon!! I was so unhappy that he left. Would have liked to see more of him.

So much loving you fic! (There are too few stories about him)^_^ Thanks!

PS: Somehow I still think he lied about having met someone. ;) He had his secret reason but somehow I don't think that beiing in love with someone else was the reason. It sounded to me like he knew that this was the only reason that she wouldn't question.

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Date: 2005-08-26 10:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-green-sheep.livejournal.com
A few years ago I had a sweater I wore around the house in winter, kind of like a security blanket, and it used to be my dad's. I imagined the sweater to look a lot like that one.

I still find this lovely, btw. :)

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