The Truth of Fox River
Title: The Truth of Fox River
Author: Pamala
Characters: The Mahone family
Rating: G
Warnings: Character death
Disclaimer: I know they're not mine. I'm old and tired so, PTB, please don't slap me around for playing with your toys.
Summary: Ten years in the future Pam Mahone talks to her grown son about Fox River
Authors Notes: This is my answer to my Sept Time Warp challenge. I was given Pam Mahone ten years into the future. This is late and short but writing anything is tough right now.
Alex died alone in Panama.
The space and marble headstone she'd purchased had little to do with laying the man she loved to rest and everything to do with giving her little boy a time and place to remember the father he hardly knew.
Over time....
... little boys become young men.
Ten years flew by in the bat of an eye.
Her sweet little boy, Cam, had grown into -- four short months shy of leaving for college -- a smart young man named Cameron more than capable of knowing and understanding the truth of Fox River.
" All of them, Mom? "
Standing there watching me, half leaning against ... half seated on the headstone carved deep with his fathers name, having heard and understood each word ... lost in thought comtemplating the meaning, he is the picture -- fair haired, high strong cheek bones and piercing blue eyes -- in every way of the father he barely knew.
" Yeah ... some of them before your dad, some after ... but yes every one of them lost along the way, Cam. In all honesty I doubt either one of us would be standing here today if your Dad hadn't pushed us both away the way he did. "
" All that love, sacrifice ... the faith and the hope. God, Mom, after everything they did for each other it seems so wrong for them all to be lost... "
Seeing him turn away from me staring out at the setting sun, hand to his chin in thought, gnawing hard at the inside of his cheek in an attempt to hold back whatever it is he's feeling -- everything about him a vision the man I can barely remember after so many years apart -- I reach out to him laying a reassuring hand on his arm saying the words I know he most needs to hear.
" It is wrong... it hurts but I guess sometimes all the love, faith and hope in the world -- isn't it enough to feel it ... to try -- isn't enough to insure a happy ending. "
Author: Pamala
Characters: The Mahone family
Rating: G
Warnings: Character death
Disclaimer: I know they're not mine. I'm old and tired so, PTB, please don't slap me around for playing with your toys.
Summary: Ten years in the future Pam Mahone talks to her grown son about Fox River
Authors Notes: This is my answer to my Sept Time Warp challenge. I was given Pam Mahone ten years into the future. This is late and short but writing anything is tough right now.
Alex died alone in Panama.
The space and marble headstone she'd purchased had little to do with laying the man she loved to rest and everything to do with giving her little boy a time and place to remember the father he hardly knew.
Over time....
... little boys become young men.
Ten years flew by in the bat of an eye.
Her sweet little boy, Cam, had grown into -- four short months shy of leaving for college -- a smart young man named Cameron more than capable of knowing and understanding the truth of Fox River.
" All of them, Mom? "
Standing there watching me, half leaning against ... half seated on the headstone carved deep with his fathers name, having heard and understood each word ... lost in thought comtemplating the meaning, he is the picture -- fair haired, high strong cheek bones and piercing blue eyes -- in every way of the father he barely knew.
" Yeah ... some of them before your dad, some after ... but yes every one of them lost along the way, Cam. In all honesty I doubt either one of us would be standing here today if your Dad hadn't pushed us both away the way he did. "
" All that love, sacrifice ... the faith and the hope. God, Mom, after everything they did for each other it seems so wrong for them all to be lost... "
Seeing him turn away from me staring out at the setting sun, hand to his chin in thought, gnawing hard at the inside of his cheek in an attempt to hold back whatever it is he's feeling -- everything about him a vision the man I can barely remember after so many years apart -- I reach out to him laying a reassuring hand on his arm saying the words I know he most needs to hear.
" It is wrong... it hurts but I guess sometimes all the love, faith and hope in the world -- isn't it enough to feel it ... to try -- isn't enough to insure a happy ending. "