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Fandom: Heroes
Title: I'm Sorry, Alice
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: G
Characters: Angela, mentions of Alice, Nathan, Peter and Claire
Genre: General/Angst
Word Count: 309
Spoilers: Season 3 "1961" & Season 4 "Upon this Rock/Let it Bleed"
Notes: Done for my A-Z meme for "I - Angela, Sylar, or Nathan", I choose Angela (and Nathan, kind of) for
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Summary: A snippet of Angela's thoughts during Nathan's funeral.
I’m sorry, Alice. I could not steal you socks today. Angela cries silently as she tries to distract herself in idle thoughts of her sister, still lost, still somewhere in the desert beyond her reach.
I’m sorry. I was burying my son today. Your nephew, she thinks, holding back a choking sob. She takes a deep breath and composes herself. Her hands fidget in her lap, smoothing out her black dress. She looks at her worn fingers. What a shame this is, a mother outliving the life of her son.
She dares not stare at the face of her other son, still fuming, still mourning - like her, and wishing for better days of the past when they were all a family and everyone was still alive and happy.
Angela thinks of Alice again. Maybe she can reach her after this, and in the midst of her sorrow for Nathan, she feels a glimmer of hope.
They hand her the folded flag, and she bows her head down. The funeral continues on around her, the sights and sounds, the order and formality. The jets storm overhead in an open blue sky, and like everyone else, she cranes her neck to watch them.
Angela closes her eyes and remembers Nathan. She remembers his smile, and it becomes even more difficult to release the remnants of her broken family.
Alice, I promise, she thinks, hearing the quiver in her own mental voice. I promise to find you, to make this family whole again. She braves a look at Peter, and then to Claire. This is the last thing she can do for redemption. She’s messed up everything until now, but she can still change. There isn’t much left, but it’s enough. Peter, Claire, and even Alice - they’re enough for her.
Angela seems to think it’s what Nathan may have wanted.
Title: I'm Sorry, Alice
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: G
Characters: Angela, mentions of Alice, Nathan, Peter and Claire
Genre: General/Angst
Word Count: 309
Spoilers: Season 3 "1961" & Season 4 "Upon this Rock/Let it Bleed"
Notes: Done for my A-Z meme for "I - Angela, Sylar, or Nathan", I choose Angela (and Nathan, kind of) for
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Summary: A snippet of Angela's thoughts during Nathan's funeral.
I’m sorry, Alice. I could not steal you socks today. Angela cries silently as she tries to distract herself in idle thoughts of her sister, still lost, still somewhere in the desert beyond her reach.
I’m sorry. I was burying my son today. Your nephew, she thinks, holding back a choking sob. She takes a deep breath and composes herself. Her hands fidget in her lap, smoothing out her black dress. She looks at her worn fingers. What a shame this is, a mother outliving the life of her son.
She dares not stare at the face of her other son, still fuming, still mourning - like her, and wishing for better days of the past when they were all a family and everyone was still alive and happy.
Angela thinks of Alice again. Maybe she can reach her after this, and in the midst of her sorrow for Nathan, she feels a glimmer of hope.
They hand her the folded flag, and she bows her head down. The funeral continues on around her, the sights and sounds, the order and formality. The jets storm overhead in an open blue sky, and like everyone else, she cranes her neck to watch them.
Angela closes her eyes and remembers Nathan. She remembers his smile, and it becomes even more difficult to release the remnants of her broken family.
Alice, I promise, she thinks, hearing the quiver in her own mental voice. I promise to find you, to make this family whole again. She braves a look at Peter, and then to Claire. This is the last thing she can do for redemption. She’s messed up everything until now, but she can still change. There isn’t much left, but it’s enough. Peter, Claire, and even Alice - they’re enough for her.
Angela seems to think it’s what Nathan may have wanted.