[Alias] [Nadia, ensemble] Talitha, Cumi
Title: Talitha, Cumi
Author/ess: miladygrey
Series: Alias
Length: approx. 1,489 words, one shot
Character/pairing: Nadia, ensemble - Sydney, Vaughn, Isabelle, Eric, mentions of Jack, Irina, and most others
Rating/warnings: “PG for serious thoughts”, which cracked me up; spoilers for everything up to season five’s series finale
Summary: (None given.) Nadia has been resurrected twice, but remembers nothing about either time.
Heyyyy, this has spoilers, so this is fair warning. I really love the dearly departed ficathon, as not only does it give me an extraordinary amount of good fic to browse through, but it brings back all of my favorite characters...seeing as about 92% of them managed to die in the last half of the fifth season. So. Yeah, no bias whatsoever. Nadia, and on living a second - third? - time.
I can’t remember, but I think this made me heavily sentimental the first time I read it. It’s just. Nadia has got to be one of the characters that gets the shortest end of the stick possible, because really, first the parents thing and the aunt thing and the coma thing and the...fifth season thing, sans the pretty neat haunting idea. This just captures the voice of hers that I miss so well, along with the actions of everyone around her. It brings her back to life while making the premise plausible, and there are just so many little lines that pull at your heart. Some of the style’s a little rough, but the utter amazing quality of this is more than enough. It’s very...wow, and beautiful, and heartbreaking, and stuff, but all in the best possible way. Without a doubt.
Preview:
No one tells her anything until after the fact. Her room is in the ICU, she has no TV to follow world events, or to understand why her nurse is tight-lipped and not chatty like most of them are. Sydney comes in, very late or very early, sporting Isabelle and several new bruises and contusions (though this is nothing new, not with Sydney), and starts explaining things. About her father, though she calls him “Sloane” in the same tone used to refer to Middle Eastern dictators, and Rambaldi (how she hates that name now), and their mother. The words “explosion”, “cave-in”, and “shattered” are used. After that, Nadia doesn’t really hear her.
They died of the same thing, she and her mother, Nadia muses later. Breaking glass and a fall, pushed (one way or another) by someone who loved them. Though Nadia’s not really surprised that she was saved. She had Jack Bristow looking out for her. Irina Derevko forfeited his aid when she forsook her newborn granddaughter for an ancient, cryptic promise of power. As Nadia holds Isabelle in one arm and crying Sydney in the other, she cannot imagine making the same choice.
Author/ess: miladygrey
Series: Alias
Length: approx. 1,489 words, one shot
Character/pairing: Nadia, ensemble - Sydney, Vaughn, Isabelle, Eric, mentions of Jack, Irina, and most others
Rating/warnings: “PG for serious thoughts”, which cracked me up; spoilers for everything up to season five’s series finale
Summary: (None given.) Nadia has been resurrected twice, but remembers nothing about either time.
Heyyyy, this has spoilers, so this is fair warning. I really love the dearly departed ficathon, as not only does it give me an extraordinary amount of good fic to browse through, but it brings back all of my favorite characters...seeing as about 92% of them managed to die in the last half of the fifth season. So. Yeah, no bias whatsoever. Nadia, and on living a second - third? - time.
I can’t remember, but I think this made me heavily sentimental the first time I read it. It’s just. Nadia has got to be one of the characters that gets the shortest end of the stick possible, because really, first the parents thing and the aunt thing and the coma thing and the...fifth season thing, sans the pretty neat haunting idea. This just captures the voice of hers that I miss so well, along with the actions of everyone around her. It brings her back to life while making the premise plausible, and there are just so many little lines that pull at your heart. Some of the style’s a little rough, but the utter amazing quality of this is more than enough. It’s very...wow, and beautiful, and heartbreaking, and stuff, but all in the best possible way. Without a doubt.
Preview:
No one tells her anything until after the fact. Her room is in the ICU, she has no TV to follow world events, or to understand why her nurse is tight-lipped and not chatty like most of them are. Sydney comes in, very late or very early, sporting Isabelle and several new bruises and contusions (though this is nothing new, not with Sydney), and starts explaining things. About her father, though she calls him “Sloane” in the same tone used to refer to Middle Eastern dictators, and Rambaldi (how she hates that name now), and their mother. The words “explosion”, “cave-in”, and “shattered” are used. After that, Nadia doesn’t really hear her.
They died of the same thing, she and her mother, Nadia muses later. Breaking glass and a fall, pushed (one way or another) by someone who loved them. Though Nadia’s not really surprised that she was saved. She had Jack Bristow looking out for her. Irina Derevko forfeited his aid when she forsook her newborn granddaughter for an ancient, cryptic promise of power. As Nadia holds Isabelle in one arm and crying Sydney in the other, she cannot imagine making the same choice.