[ooc; nexus100; 061]
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Characters: Elizabeth Weir, Cameron Mitchell, Simon Wallace
Prompt: Winter
Word Count: 304
Rating: PG
Summary: Winter took his heart away--
Author's Notes: I am doing a set of four prompts out of my nexus table, and I am taking the prompt itself and a lyric from Thea Gilmore's song 'The list'.
It's still winter, January in her little apartment with it's little windows, when Elizabeth realises that she can't go on this way.
It sounds so melodramatic even in the rushing silence of her own mind. She's alone (she's always been alone, inevitably) when the realisation crushes in on her, and she doesn't have to but she feels like she should, so she sits down at her desk and she puts her head in her hands and she tries to figure out how she got to this place without realising.
She feels hollow, in a way. She needs more than this -- hasn't she always needed more than this? No -- no, or it would've stopped a long time ago, she would've let go, she wouldn't be sitting here, feeling this way. So what happened? Where did she go wrong? Why isn't what Cameron gives her (only a little at a time, only a little of himself) enough any more?
Because she loves him. More than she'd expected to -- more than he'd expected her to, probably. She loves him and she wants to marry him and she's sitting here thinking about Dr Simon Wallace, who would be safe, who would be at home when she needed him to be, who wouldn't push her the way Cameron pushes her. She loves Cameron and she'll always love him and he doesn't need her, he's never needed her, and that's what she wants from him, she wants a promise that he doesn't need to articulate, a vow that he'll fight to keep her the way he fights for everything else he believes in and doesn't he--doesn't he believe in her, too?
Doesn't he?
Characters: Elizabeth Weir, Cameron Mitchell, Simon Wallace
Prompt: Winter
Word Count: 304
Rating: PG
Summary: Winter took his heart away--
Author's Notes: I am doing a set of four prompts out of my nexus table, and I am taking the prompt itself and a lyric from Thea Gilmore's song 'The list'.
It's still winter, January in her little apartment with it's little windows, when Elizabeth realises that she can't go on this way.
It sounds so melodramatic even in the rushing silence of her own mind. She's alone (she's always been alone, inevitably) when the realisation crushes in on her, and she doesn't have to but she feels like she should, so she sits down at her desk and she puts her head in her hands and she tries to figure out how she got to this place without realising.
She feels hollow, in a way. She needs more than this -- hasn't she always needed more than this? No -- no, or it would've stopped a long time ago, she would've let go, she wouldn't be sitting here, feeling this way. So what happened? Where did she go wrong? Why isn't what Cameron gives her (only a little at a time, only a little of himself) enough any more?
Because she loves him. More than she'd expected to -- more than he'd expected her to, probably. She loves him and she wants to marry him and she's sitting here thinking about Dr Simon Wallace, who would be safe, who would be at home when she needed him to be, who wouldn't push her the way Cameron pushes her. She loves Cameron and she'll always love him and he doesn't need her, he's never needed her, and that's what she wants from him, she wants a promise that he doesn't need to articulate, a vow that he'll fight to keep her the way he fights for everything else he believes in and doesn't he--doesn't he believe in her, too?
Doesn't he?