Five Times Eloise Lost Daniel
Title: Five Times Eloise Lost Daniel
Characters: Eloise, Daniel, Richard, Charles, Charlotte.
Warnings: Spoilers up to The End.
Rating: PG
Summary: For valhalla37, who requested tropes at lostsquee Summer Luau. Five times Eloise lost Daniel.
She hadn’t recognised the man in the camp when she first saw him, because he had his back to her. All Eloise saw at the time was some man holding a gun at Richard, threatening to shoot. What was she supposed to do, just stand back and watch him shoot Richard?
Then she realised the man was speaking to her: “You always knew. You knew this was gonna happen, and you still sent me here anyway.”
What did that mean? “Who are you?” Eloise asked, although she was beginning to think the man was familiar to her, there was something about him, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on…
“I’m your son…” the man gasped, and Eloise suddenly remembered where she had seen him before; he was the man who had told her to bury the hydrogen bomb back in 1954, told her he was from the future and then suddenly disappeared. Yet there had been something else as well; he had told her that he recognised her, but had never explained why, and now Eloise finally understood…
That was the first time Eloise lost Daniel.
“Are you crazy, Eloise?” Charles asked. “You’ve just been rescued from messing about with radiation, and you’ve been hit over the head. You could be concussed. You should stay here and rest.”
“I don’t care,” Eloise snapped. “I need to know what happened. I need to know if they managed to change things, so I won’t have shot my son.”
Richard shook his head. “I was watching, Eloise. I just saw a bright white light, some kind of explosion. And the people who said they were from the future…they weren’t there any more. It looks like they all died, Ellie.”
He placed a consoling hand on her arm, but Eloise shook it off angrily. “They all disappeared? So it could have worked…” She ran, pushing a startled Charles out of the way, ignoring Richard calling after her. On she ran, back towards the entrance to their camp, where she had stood…
The body of her son was still lying there just as she had left him. Nothing had changed, the plan had failed. Eloise had still shot her son.
That was the second time Eloise lost Daniel.
Eloise didn’t even know why she was surprised; she had seen this sort of thing before.
“I’ll clear up this mess,” Charles had said as the two of them had watched Theresa Spencer, unobserved by her sister. “I’ll fund her treatment for as long as it takes, and I’ll settle the matter with the university. You understand that he can’t stay there any longer, of course.”
“You speak as if you are unconcerned,” Eloise pointed out. “That is your son who you are referring to so casually.”
“And it’s your son who’s been performing the same kind of experiments on himself as he did on this girl,” Charles pointed out. “It’s your determination to change the past that’s caused this.”
Now Eloise watched Daniel, saw that sometimes he would cry without knowing why, had conversations with him that she knew he would never recall.
He’s not the same, she thought. And Charles was right. I was the one that made him this way.
That was the third time Eloise lost Daniel.
Eloise had remained at the airport long after the flight to Fiji had departed, brushing off Charles’s attempts to talk to her (he could never possibly understand) and the red-haired woman she thought she recognised from DHARMA and who had been there with the woman named Charlotte who had been with Daniel in 1954 (she may have understood better, but Eloise did not feel she could talk to her right now).
Daniel still thought it was a temporary goodbye, that he would be back in a few weeks with his memory fully back to how it had been before. But Eloise knew that it was not to be, that he was not going to succeed in changing what had happened; she had accepted this now, as she watched him board the plane, in a way that she had never managed to accept while Daniel was still with her.
There was nothing more she could do; she had had to send him there, and it was in Daniel’s hands now. If he was ever going to change anything, it could only be done on the island. But Eloise was starting to doubt, faced with the reality of his departure, as she never had before.
That was the fourth time Eloise lost Daniel.
Desmond had promised he wouldn’t awaken Daniel, that he wouldn’t take him with him. And he kept his promise; Daniel was still there with her. Sometimes he’d asked what had happened to his half-sister, but Eloise was always able to deflect the questions. After a while, Daniel had stopped asking; he’d known that Eloise wasn’t happy about Penelope’s presence in their lives anyway, and had realised that she was uncomfortable with the questions, although he could never know exactly why.
Eloise just hadn’t counted on his meeting Charlotte Lewis again.
She acknowledged she should have checked things out; if she had known that Charlotte worked at that museum and would be at the gala, she would never have let Daniel perform at that concert, put him in a position where he could meet her.
Now he remembered Charlotte, remembered his time on the island.
And he remembered being shot by Eloise.
So it made no difference really whether he moved on with Charlotte (as Charlotte had actually confronted Eloise and suggested that she should allow him to do) or whether he remained here. Dealing with the fact that she’d concealed the identity of his father for so long had been hard enough, but once he’d remembered that day in 1977, there could be no going back.
It didn’t matter what Eloise did now. She’d lost him anyway.
That was the fifth time Eloise lost Daniel.
Characters: Eloise, Daniel, Richard, Charles, Charlotte.
Warnings: Spoilers up to The End.
Rating: PG
Summary: For valhalla37, who requested tropes at lostsquee Summer Luau. Five times Eloise lost Daniel.
She hadn’t recognised the man in the camp when she first saw him, because he had his back to her. All Eloise saw at the time was some man holding a gun at Richard, threatening to shoot. What was she supposed to do, just stand back and watch him shoot Richard?
Then she realised the man was speaking to her: “You always knew. You knew this was gonna happen, and you still sent me here anyway.”
What did that mean? “Who are you?” Eloise asked, although she was beginning to think the man was familiar to her, there was something about him, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on…
“I’m your son…” the man gasped, and Eloise suddenly remembered where she had seen him before; he was the man who had told her to bury the hydrogen bomb back in 1954, told her he was from the future and then suddenly disappeared. Yet there had been something else as well; he had told her that he recognised her, but had never explained why, and now Eloise finally understood…
That was the first time Eloise lost Daniel.
“Are you crazy, Eloise?” Charles asked. “You’ve just been rescued from messing about with radiation, and you’ve been hit over the head. You could be concussed. You should stay here and rest.”
“I don’t care,” Eloise snapped. “I need to know what happened. I need to know if they managed to change things, so I won’t have shot my son.”
Richard shook his head. “I was watching, Eloise. I just saw a bright white light, some kind of explosion. And the people who said they were from the future…they weren’t there any more. It looks like they all died, Ellie.”
He placed a consoling hand on her arm, but Eloise shook it off angrily. “They all disappeared? So it could have worked…” She ran, pushing a startled Charles out of the way, ignoring Richard calling after her. On she ran, back towards the entrance to their camp, where she had stood…
The body of her son was still lying there just as she had left him. Nothing had changed, the plan had failed. Eloise had still shot her son.
That was the second time Eloise lost Daniel.
Eloise didn’t even know why she was surprised; she had seen this sort of thing before.
“I’ll clear up this mess,” Charles had said as the two of them had watched Theresa Spencer, unobserved by her sister. “I’ll fund her treatment for as long as it takes, and I’ll settle the matter with the university. You understand that he can’t stay there any longer, of course.”
“You speak as if you are unconcerned,” Eloise pointed out. “That is your son who you are referring to so casually.”
“And it’s your son who’s been performing the same kind of experiments on himself as he did on this girl,” Charles pointed out. “It’s your determination to change the past that’s caused this.”
Now Eloise watched Daniel, saw that sometimes he would cry without knowing why, had conversations with him that she knew he would never recall.
He’s not the same, she thought. And Charles was right. I was the one that made him this way.
That was the third time Eloise lost Daniel.
Eloise had remained at the airport long after the flight to Fiji had departed, brushing off Charles’s attempts to talk to her (he could never possibly understand) and the red-haired woman she thought she recognised from DHARMA and who had been there with the woman named Charlotte who had been with Daniel in 1954 (she may have understood better, but Eloise did not feel she could talk to her right now).
Daniel still thought it was a temporary goodbye, that he would be back in a few weeks with his memory fully back to how it had been before. But Eloise knew that it was not to be, that he was not going to succeed in changing what had happened; she had accepted this now, as she watched him board the plane, in a way that she had never managed to accept while Daniel was still with her.
There was nothing more she could do; she had had to send him there, and it was in Daniel’s hands now. If he was ever going to change anything, it could only be done on the island. But Eloise was starting to doubt, faced with the reality of his departure, as she never had before.
That was the fourth time Eloise lost Daniel.
Desmond had promised he wouldn’t awaken Daniel, that he wouldn’t take him with him. And he kept his promise; Daniel was still there with her. Sometimes he’d asked what had happened to his half-sister, but Eloise was always able to deflect the questions. After a while, Daniel had stopped asking; he’d known that Eloise wasn’t happy about Penelope’s presence in their lives anyway, and had realised that she was uncomfortable with the questions, although he could never know exactly why.
Eloise just hadn’t counted on his meeting Charlotte Lewis again.
She acknowledged she should have checked things out; if she had known that Charlotte worked at that museum and would be at the gala, she would never have let Daniel perform at that concert, put him in a position where he could meet her.
Now he remembered Charlotte, remembered his time on the island.
And he remembered being shot by Eloise.
So it made no difference really whether he moved on with Charlotte (as Charlotte had actually confronted Eloise and suggested that she should allow him to do) or whether he remained here. Dealing with the fact that she’d concealed the identity of his father for so long had been hard enough, but once he’d remembered that day in 1977, there could be no going back.
It didn’t matter what Eloise did now. She’d lost him anyway.
That was the fifth time Eloise lost Daniel.