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And yours truly is done with another table. Yay! It's not like I'm so really convinced of this one but I'm convinced I'll never have a serious Boone/Shannon bunny even if I tried so I just went with it. And I needed to get away from Kant's politics for a while.
Title: Repetition Does Not Transform a Lie Into a Truth
Rating: PG13 to be way sure (always sorta incest, right?)
Characters/Pairing: Boone/Shannon
Word counting: 540
Disclaimer: If they were mine, he'd be alive and she'd have treated him better.
Spoilers: Up until Do No Harm but really, is that even a spoiler?
Summary: What’s most pathetic, is that Boone died believing all the crap she had always told him, or so she figures.
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12_stories #6, truth. And apart from the fact that I'm done with that table I don't think there's really that much to say ;) title found on quotationspage.com. I hope Mr. Franklin Delano Roosevelt doesn't kill me all over again in the afterlife for the use I made of his line.
What’s most pathetic, is that Boone died believing all the crap she had always told him, or so she figures.
Maybe it isn’t true, maybe he had always known better than her. Maybe he had seen through all the lies she had thrown over him since that night when she refused his money.
And then we’ll just go back to what it was.
That had been just the last one. She can’t really count them now and she doesn’t want to.
She had tried to go back to what it was and look at the result.
She can’t help thinking that if she had been sincere with him just once maybe it wouldn’t have happened. She had been on the verge of doing it once, when he started drifting away; then she hadn’t, and doesn’t she regret it now?
Oh, he had been lying to her, too. That was for sure. Because if he had asked for Shannon while he was dying, then everything he told her that day at the caves had been a lie and she had fallen for it, indeed. Now, that was just ironic, that he managed to cheat her as easily as she had cheated him, and she had fallen for her own trick.
Now Shannon just wishes she could have told him that she hadn’t really meant any of what she had said to him during the last year or so, that she should have never used what she knew he felt for her as the last resource and that she did love him, even if not that way.
She can’t now. He died thinking at best that she hadn’t really cared about him at all; at worst, he probably thought she hated him. Nonetheless, he was asking for her, not for someone else, and she hadn’t been there. She had been on another beach and the night when he died was the one in which she had been happiest since crashing here, and isn’t that ironic?
She never hated him; maybe she convinced herself because then thinking about that night in Sydney would have been much easier, but well, that was just the worst of the lies she had kept telling herself.
She had never loved him the way he loved her, but she had loved him. She just had never admitted it to herself for good because it’s easier to con someone you hate than someone you love. It wasn’t even his fault, it wasn’t like he ever did anything to deserve it except accepting a job and offering to help her out.
She doesn’t want to go inside that cave, she can't bring herself to, but ultimately she does. At this point it isn’t a question of what she wants anymore.
The truth is that he wasn’t God’s friggin’ gift to humanity. He was life’s friggin’ gift to her and she realized it at least one month and a week too late; at least, she should have realized it before knocking on the door of his room in Sydney.
She’s kneeling over him and crying when she tells him she’s sorry, and that’s the first true thing she has said to him since she can’t even remember when. She figures it’s better late than never, even if it will never be enough.
End.
Title: Repetition Does Not Transform a Lie Into a Truth
Rating: PG13 to be way sure (always sorta incest, right?)
Characters/Pairing: Boone/Shannon
Word counting: 540
Disclaimer: If they were mine, he'd be alive and she'd have treated him better.
Spoilers: Up until Do No Harm but really, is that even a spoiler?
Summary: What’s most pathetic, is that Boone died believing all the crap she had always told him, or so she figures.
A/N: for
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What’s most pathetic, is that Boone died believing all the crap she had always told him, or so she figures.
Maybe it isn’t true, maybe he had always known better than her. Maybe he had seen through all the lies she had thrown over him since that night when she refused his money.
And then we’ll just go back to what it was.
That had been just the last one. She can’t really count them now and she doesn’t want to.
She had tried to go back to what it was and look at the result.
She can’t help thinking that if she had been sincere with him just once maybe it wouldn’t have happened. She had been on the verge of doing it once, when he started drifting away; then she hadn’t, and doesn’t she regret it now?
Oh, he had been lying to her, too. That was for sure. Because if he had asked for Shannon while he was dying, then everything he told her that day at the caves had been a lie and she had fallen for it, indeed. Now, that was just ironic, that he managed to cheat her as easily as she had cheated him, and she had fallen for her own trick.
Now Shannon just wishes she could have told him that she hadn’t really meant any of what she had said to him during the last year or so, that she should have never used what she knew he felt for her as the last resource and that she did love him, even if not that way.
She can’t now. He died thinking at best that she hadn’t really cared about him at all; at worst, he probably thought she hated him. Nonetheless, he was asking for her, not for someone else, and she hadn’t been there. She had been on another beach and the night when he died was the one in which she had been happiest since crashing here, and isn’t that ironic?
She never hated him; maybe she convinced herself because then thinking about that night in Sydney would have been much easier, but well, that was just the worst of the lies she had kept telling herself.
She had never loved him the way he loved her, but she had loved him. She just had never admitted it to herself for good because it’s easier to con someone you hate than someone you love. It wasn’t even his fault, it wasn’t like he ever did anything to deserve it except accepting a job and offering to help her out.
She doesn’t want to go inside that cave, she can't bring herself to, but ultimately she does. At this point it isn’t a question of what she wants anymore.
The truth is that he wasn’t God’s friggin’ gift to humanity. He was life’s friggin’ gift to her and she realized it at least one month and a week too late; at least, she should have realized it before knocking on the door of his room in Sydney.
She’s kneeling over him and crying when she tells him she’s sorry, and that’s the first true thing she has said to him since she can’t even remember when. She figures it’s better late than never, even if it will never be enough.
End.
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Date: 2008-06-05 09:42 pm (UTC)This was fantastic. I especially like this part, "and that's the first true thing she has said to him since she can’t even remember when."
So good.
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Date: 2008-06-05 09:46 pm (UTC)Thank you so much! I wasn't really that sure of this one so it's great to hear you liked it, thanks again! God, why is he dead? Just why? *sighs*
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Date: 2008-06-05 11:51 pm (UTC)Seriously, why they killed him off so early I'll never know. He's needs to come back again for another stint as a hot zombie.
Also, if you get a chance, could you point me in the direction of some of your Boone icons? I can't find them and I kinda want to cry.
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Date: 2008-06-06 06:01 am (UTC)batch that kind of sucks apart from some (http://community.livejournal.com/rockin_graphix/46803.html#cutid1)
batch that doesn't suck as much ;) (http://community.livejournal.com/rockin_graphix/68437.html)
Then I have some other scattered around but majority is there ;)
He's needs to come back again for another stint as a hot zombie.
He needs to be the resident zombie and guide whoever is left there with his pearls of wisdom, totally ;)
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Date: 2008-06-07 03:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-05 09:47 pm (UTC)Dovresti scrivere di più su questi due!!!!!
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Date: 2008-06-05 09:49 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-06-05 10:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-06 10:12 pm (UTC)I would write it, but I can't decide who to make the other person, whether to use someone we know or create someone new.
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Date: 2008-06-07 07:10 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-06-05 10:56 pm (UTC)I can totally see how she'd think that though, and it's totally heart-breaking. All those regrets, all those things she'd never get the chance to say to him, the mistakes she never got the chance to put right. I was always able to see a little bit of me and my older sister in Boone and Shannon (well, y'know, minus the incest) in the way they sniped and bitched at each other but still cared underneath it all. I can just imagine how awful it would have been for her for him to just go ahead and die like that.
Ah, Boone. God's friggin' gift to humanity.
And congratulations on finishing your
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Date: 2008-06-05 11:11 pm (UTC)Oh, I'm with you. I could meta for hours about how I don't believe that he thought she hated him eventually but yeah, we're both on that. *sigh*
But I think she totally thought that and while pushing on that kind of hurt I guess I couldn't have gone either way. I personally don't have siblings but I've sort of saw the same thing happen with some friends of mine and wouldn't that be painful? It totally would.
God's gift to humanity indeed! I think I need an icon. *nods*
Thank you so much both for the congrats and the lovely feedback, I'm really glad you liked this! ♥
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Date: 2008-06-05 11:05 pm (UTC)The truth is that he wasn’t God’s friggin’ gift to humanity. He was life’s friggin’ gift to her
I haven't seen a Shannon episode in years, but I could hear her actress's voice when I read that!
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Date: 2008-06-05 11:12 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-06-06 07:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-06 07:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-06 09:00 pm (UTC)Des has Penny, but oh, Poor Sayid, Poor Jack, POor Kate, Poor JIn, Poor BOOne, Poor shannon, Poor locke, Poor Hurly. Desym your the only one with a happy ending, and lets hope it stays that way, but lets hope you are back next season.
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Date: 2008-06-06 10:08 pm (UTC)The Theresa thing was a reference to an old nanny of Boone's. He used to keep sending her running up and down the stairs on random errands for him just for the sake of it, until one day she tripped and broke her neck. (Something Locke was unlikely to have known before that dream).
I would have liked to have seen the Shannon/Sayid dynamic explored more - if you think about it, Shannon had never really had a proper relationship before, everything she entered into was with the knowledge that it would always have a limited shelf life until Boone paid up. Sayid was her first chance at that. And something could have been done with the idea of Shannon knowing about Sayid's past with Nadia, and flashbacks to her time in france...okay, I'll shut up now as I could rant forever on this!
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Date: 2008-06-07 07:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-07 07:15 am (UTC)I also like how he talked smack to sayid, he was rhe only one who ever did.
And I never understood why no one slashed them after it but well, I'll agree with the rest of the post and reiterate what they answered down here (Theresa was an ex-nanny of Boone's who fell down the stairs when he was calling her at six if I don't remember wrong). And Shannon was good, indeed. *sigh*
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Date: 2008-06-08 03:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-08 07:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-08 01:44 pm (UTC)The truth is that he wasn’t God’s friggin’ gift to humanity. He was life’s friggin’ gift to her and she realized it at least one month and a week too late; at least, she should have realized it before knocking on the door of his room in Sydney.
I loved this phrase because Boone and Shannon are all about realizations that are too late to make right. This was a great look at Shannon's raw grief and regrets. (And so brave of you to come back to this moment). Excellent work. This plus your Charlie story has been craving more Boone. I'm sure you will fulfil that sooner than later!
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Date: 2008-06-08 03:04 pm (UTC)Those two are totally about late realizations, true. I really don't know why do I always go back there but it's probably because some part in my brain thinks that the more I go there the more it's likely that I'll stop suffering when I do. I'm really glad you liked this one, thanks! And about the more Boone... you could totally bet on the sooner ;)
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Date: 2008-06-09 06:44 am (UTC)She figures it’s better late than never, even if it will never be enough. =( gorgeous.
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Date: 2008-06-09 07:35 am (UTC)