Actions

Work Header

Stuck-up, half-witted, scruffy-looking

Work Text:

Don't tell me truth hurts

Alex hadn't blinked for so long she had to be crying, or her eyes'd be too dry. It was a sign of guilt.

The guilt was Gene's, and there wasn't anything left to say.

He'd had to tell Annie piecemeal, as the clues made sense.

Sam knew before Gene did.

Alex was looking at the unearthed warrant card like it was poisonous. She said, "I know who you are."

"Do you?"

"Yes." She closed the card and held it out to him. "I love you."

Gene took the card. "I know," he said, and opened it.

And he knew everything.

 

No one can blame you for walking away
"Don't," said Sam.

"Please, just listen," said Annie.

They knew the whole truth and not told Alex all of it. Not even Sam, for all his protestations.

Gene said nothing.

She turned away from them.

Keats was waiting in the lift.

He'd promised her freedom, something they'd never mentioned.

She looked back as she got into the lift.

Gene said, so quietly she would've thought she'd imagined it if she could imagine Gene saying such a thing, "I love you."

She said, "I know," as the doors slid shut.

Then she kicked Keats hard and wrenched the doors open again.