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Fic: Follow You Home - California Queen (3/20)
Title: Follow You Home - California Queen (3/20)
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Cain and DG, but if you saw 'em in the miniseries, they're here or mentioned. Plus some OCs
Rating: PG
Summary: DG left the Zone. Cain followed.
Warning: post-series. Blame n_e_star, for she fed Steve. ;)
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The rest of 'em are mine. Title comes from song of same name by Nickelback.
Prologue One . Prologue Two
California Queen: Part One . Part Two . Part Three . Part Four . Part Five . Part Six . Part Seven . Part Eight . Part Nine . Part Ten . Part Eleven . Part Twelve . Part Thirteen . Part Fourteen . Part Fifteen . Part Sixteen . Part Seventeen . Part Eighteen . Part Nineteen . Part Twenty
California Tin | California Sun
Five | Waking Up (CaliSun 20.2) | Almost Like Being in Love (CaliSun 24.5) | An Hour and 45 Minutes | Hava Nagila | Unexpected
Cain took his time in the gardens, reading each nameplate in front of each plant. He'd read every word on the piece of paper DG had given him. There was so much to take in and none of it made sense. He was just so glad to see that she was alive and in one piece that he didn't even argue when she ordered him away.
She was truly a Princess of the Outer Zone, no matter how far away she ran.
He was sure his appearance had surprised her, but he couldn't tell how angry she was. Really, he didn’t care if she was angry. They weren't in the Zone, therefore he didn’t have to take orders from her. 'Says the one who walked into the garden with a sandwich, letting her walk away,' he thought with a huff. But, if he knew anything, it was to not push. Pushing DG would only make this more difficult.
At least she was speaking to him.
Cain finally found himself back at the statue garden, just past the second guard shack. He could see the walk that led him to DG earlier and took a moment to look up at the sky and single sun. On first glance, he would think he was back in the Zone, at one of the botanical gardens in the city center - though they'd gone into a state of disrepair since he'd seen them last.
He'd watched every person who'd walked past him in the past two hours; taken in every detail of their mannerisms and behaviors - the clothing alone made him realize that DG's attire they day they'd met was rather calm compared to what some of the women here were wearing. He doubted even the girls of the Sin District would wear such revealing clothing.
And that was saying something.
He also noticed that some of the folks were rather well-dressed, as befit the people of the Zone who frequented the city square. He was also at a loss for words at DG's appearance. Had he not seen her face, he would never have believed it was her.
He wasn't sure of the proper term to describe her look, but he'd never seen any royalty dressed as she was, nor the wealthier residents of the Zone. He made a note to find examples of the 'forties,' as DG had said quite a few times that the O.Z. looked like it had "stepped out of a gangster film from the forties."
Cain wondered how much he could take in and remember - perhaps having something to talk to her about when they got back would make DG happy. Glancing up toward the Gallery, Cain could see DG with the couple from earlier, pointing across the lawn and smiling with the woman. Another woman appeared behind the three of them and began shaking hands with the couple as DG stepped back.
As the new arrival moved off with the couple, Cain caught DG's eye. She smiled and gave him a small wave, which he reciprocated as his brain told him he must look like a fool. She pointed to the large building on her right and mouthed 'library.' Cain shot a quick glance to the building on his left and then down to the map still in his hands.
Looking at the building she had pointed to and seeing 'Library' printed there, his head snapped back up and he tilted his head in that direction with a nod. She nodded as well and turned back to the doors they'd gone through earlier. Cain watched her disappear back into the building and looked back to the map before cutting across the grass to the walkway.
Fifteen minutes later, DG came into the Visitor's Center and glanced over the heads for Wyatt Cain. Of course, she had to remind herself that he wasn't wearing the hat - which was an odd sight to see - and probably took her rather literally. Moving around the information desk as she pulled on her trusty leather jacket, DG stepped past the last tour group and smiled to the younger children.
She stopped at the doorway leading into the stacks and titled her head at the sight of Cain sitting at one of the tables, completely engrossed in a large book. She nodded to the librarian as she weaved around the tables, making her way to where he sat. Glancing over his shoulder, DG could see pictures of California life that were taken nearly fifty years prior.
Cain sat up and leaned away as she lifted the edge of the book to see the title. "Looks like the Zone, doesn't it?" she asked quietly. "Well, not the buildings," she added with a shrug. Cain glanced back down to the book and flipped a few pages back. DG saw a photograph of Pittsburgh, taken in 1938, and smiled. Now, that looked like the Central City she knew. She sighed and motioned toward the door. "Come on."
As she stepped back from the table, Cain stood and picked up his map and closed the book. He had it less than six inches above the table when DG shook her head. "Just leave it." Cain frowned, but did as she suggested. He nodded to the librarian as they passed, glancing over his shoulder at the book as he reached the door.
They walked the four blocks south in relative silence, DG wishing she'd remembered to bring a change of shoes with her that morning. Sasha was in such a panic that she wouldn't get to work in time for her appointment - unfortunately she was stuck at the opposite end of the metro area because her brother's babysitter cancelled and he'd begged her to come watch the kids so he and his wife could go to some concert they’d had tickets to for a month.
So here DG was, hoofing it down Oxford Road in heels.
They reached the corner and DG had to lean back and grab Cain's sleeve, pulling him across the street on the green light. They stood at the bus stop, where Cain took in the view of the buildings surrounding them, the automobiles zipping past them on the street and the people strolling down the sidewalks. He wasn't sure of the look of the man sitting on the bench next to them, but DG didn't seem phased by him, so Cain kept his mouth shut.
DG spotted the bus heading their way and turned back to make sure Cain was paying attention. Reaching for the plastic sleeve holding her employee badge, DG was glad her brain had been working enough to remember that she didn't have any cash. Sasha had given her bus fare for the two stops when DG told her that she'd forgotten her bus pass - which she hadn't - as she didn't feel the need to explain to her friend why she was taking a strange man home.
As the bus pulled up to a stop, the man on the bench stood up and waited for the doors to open. After he stepped on board, DG pulled Cain toward her and pushed him onto the bus. Flashing her pass and handing over Cain's fare, DG pushed him down the aisle to two empty seats and nodded for him to take a seat as the bus lurched forward.
Cain's hand immediately went up to stop DG from falling, but she was used to riding the bus and had anticipated the sudden movement as soon as she'd stopped at the seat. She dropped into the seat next to Cain and looked down to her skirt, knowing Cain's eyes were on her. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to him, but that she didn't know what to say.
Cain looked out the window as they passed by homes that were larger than some of the buildings in Central City. He'd been on the transportation vans and trucks as a Tin Man, but the idea of DG - a royal princess - riding on such a contraption, made him simmer. And, of course, he was sure she didn't even consider how dangerous it might be. There was no cover, not to mention she would be defenseless were she cornered by goons.
Unless, of course, there was a big stick hiding under her seat.
He wondered what she was thinking, but he didn't dare ask. Wyatt Cain knew when he was out of his element. And boy, was he out of it. And their current setting was probably not the best place to start arguing about the behaviors of a princess of the Outer Zone.
After eight annuals in the suit, Cain was used to silence. When they'd first met, Glitch would ramble on and on about nothing, and then forget what he'd said and start over again. The more Cain wished for silence, the more Glitch would talk. It wasn't that Cain liked to be able to hear his thoughts, but silence allowed him to hear what was coming.
Now, the silence was driving Wyatt Cain mad.
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Cain and DG, but if you saw 'em in the miniseries, they're here or mentioned. Plus some OCs
Rating: PG
Summary: DG left the Zone. Cain followed.
Warning: post-series. Blame n_e_star, for she fed Steve. ;)
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The rest of 'em are mine. Title comes from song of same name by Nickelback.
Prologue One . Prologue Two
California Queen: Part One . Part Two . Part Three . Part Four . Part Five . Part Six . Part Seven . Part Eight . Part Nine . Part Ten . Part Eleven . Part Twelve . Part Thirteen . Part Fourteen . Part Fifteen . Part Sixteen . Part Seventeen . Part Eighteen . Part Nineteen . Part Twenty
California Tin | California Sun
Five | Waking Up (CaliSun 20.2) | Almost Like Being in Love (CaliSun 24.5) | An Hour and 45 Minutes | Hava Nagila | Unexpected
Cain took his time in the gardens, reading each nameplate in front of each plant. He'd read every word on the piece of paper DG had given him. There was so much to take in and none of it made sense. He was just so glad to see that she was alive and in one piece that he didn't even argue when she ordered him away.
She was truly a Princess of the Outer Zone, no matter how far away she ran.
He was sure his appearance had surprised her, but he couldn't tell how angry she was. Really, he didn’t care if she was angry. They weren't in the Zone, therefore he didn’t have to take orders from her. 'Says the one who walked into the garden with a sandwich, letting her walk away,' he thought with a huff. But, if he knew anything, it was to not push. Pushing DG would only make this more difficult.
At least she was speaking to him.
Cain finally found himself back at the statue garden, just past the second guard shack. He could see the walk that led him to DG earlier and took a moment to look up at the sky and single sun. On first glance, he would think he was back in the Zone, at one of the botanical gardens in the city center - though they'd gone into a state of disrepair since he'd seen them last.
He'd watched every person who'd walked past him in the past two hours; taken in every detail of their mannerisms and behaviors - the clothing alone made him realize that DG's attire they day they'd met was rather calm compared to what some of the women here were wearing. He doubted even the girls of the Sin District would wear such revealing clothing.
And that was saying something.
He also noticed that some of the folks were rather well-dressed, as befit the people of the Zone who frequented the city square. He was also at a loss for words at DG's appearance. Had he not seen her face, he would never have believed it was her.
He wasn't sure of the proper term to describe her look, but he'd never seen any royalty dressed as she was, nor the wealthier residents of the Zone. He made a note to find examples of the 'forties,' as DG had said quite a few times that the O.Z. looked like it had "stepped out of a gangster film from the forties."
Cain wondered how much he could take in and remember - perhaps having something to talk to her about when they got back would make DG happy. Glancing up toward the Gallery, Cain could see DG with the couple from earlier, pointing across the lawn and smiling with the woman. Another woman appeared behind the three of them and began shaking hands with the couple as DG stepped back.
As the new arrival moved off with the couple, Cain caught DG's eye. She smiled and gave him a small wave, which he reciprocated as his brain told him he must look like a fool. She pointed to the large building on her right and mouthed 'library.' Cain shot a quick glance to the building on his left and then down to the map still in his hands.
Looking at the building she had pointed to and seeing 'Library' printed there, his head snapped back up and he tilted his head in that direction with a nod. She nodded as well and turned back to the doors they'd gone through earlier. Cain watched her disappear back into the building and looked back to the map before cutting across the grass to the walkway.
Fifteen minutes later, DG came into the Visitor's Center and glanced over the heads for Wyatt Cain. Of course, she had to remind herself that he wasn't wearing the hat - which was an odd sight to see - and probably took her rather literally. Moving around the information desk as she pulled on her trusty leather jacket, DG stepped past the last tour group and smiled to the younger children.
She stopped at the doorway leading into the stacks and titled her head at the sight of Cain sitting at one of the tables, completely engrossed in a large book. She nodded to the librarian as she weaved around the tables, making her way to where he sat. Glancing over his shoulder, DG could see pictures of California life that were taken nearly fifty years prior.
Cain sat up and leaned away as she lifted the edge of the book to see the title. "Looks like the Zone, doesn't it?" she asked quietly. "Well, not the buildings," she added with a shrug. Cain glanced back down to the book and flipped a few pages back. DG saw a photograph of Pittsburgh, taken in 1938, and smiled. Now, that looked like the Central City she knew. She sighed and motioned toward the door. "Come on."
As she stepped back from the table, Cain stood and picked up his map and closed the book. He had it less than six inches above the table when DG shook her head. "Just leave it." Cain frowned, but did as she suggested. He nodded to the librarian as they passed, glancing over his shoulder at the book as he reached the door.
They walked the four blocks south in relative silence, DG wishing she'd remembered to bring a change of shoes with her that morning. Sasha was in such a panic that she wouldn't get to work in time for her appointment - unfortunately she was stuck at the opposite end of the metro area because her brother's babysitter cancelled and he'd begged her to come watch the kids so he and his wife could go to some concert they’d had tickets to for a month.
So here DG was, hoofing it down Oxford Road in heels.
They reached the corner and DG had to lean back and grab Cain's sleeve, pulling him across the street on the green light. They stood at the bus stop, where Cain took in the view of the buildings surrounding them, the automobiles zipping past them on the street and the people strolling down the sidewalks. He wasn't sure of the look of the man sitting on the bench next to them, but DG didn't seem phased by him, so Cain kept his mouth shut.
DG spotted the bus heading their way and turned back to make sure Cain was paying attention. Reaching for the plastic sleeve holding her employee badge, DG was glad her brain had been working enough to remember that she didn't have any cash. Sasha had given her bus fare for the two stops when DG told her that she'd forgotten her bus pass - which she hadn't - as she didn't feel the need to explain to her friend why she was taking a strange man home.
As the bus pulled up to a stop, the man on the bench stood up and waited for the doors to open. After he stepped on board, DG pulled Cain toward her and pushed him onto the bus. Flashing her pass and handing over Cain's fare, DG pushed him down the aisle to two empty seats and nodded for him to take a seat as the bus lurched forward.
Cain's hand immediately went up to stop DG from falling, but she was used to riding the bus and had anticipated the sudden movement as soon as she'd stopped at the seat. She dropped into the seat next to Cain and looked down to her skirt, knowing Cain's eyes were on her. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to him, but that she didn't know what to say.
Cain looked out the window as they passed by homes that were larger than some of the buildings in Central City. He'd been on the transportation vans and trucks as a Tin Man, but the idea of DG - a royal princess - riding on such a contraption, made him simmer. And, of course, he was sure she didn't even consider how dangerous it might be. There was no cover, not to mention she would be defenseless were she cornered by goons.
Unless, of course, there was a big stick hiding under her seat.
He wondered what she was thinking, but he didn't dare ask. Wyatt Cain knew when he was out of his element. And boy, was he out of it. And their current setting was probably not the best place to start arguing about the behaviors of a princess of the Outer Zone.
After eight annuals in the suit, Cain was used to silence. When they'd first met, Glitch would ramble on and on about nothing, and then forget what he'd said and start over again. The more Cain wished for silence, the more Glitch would talk. It wasn't that Cain liked to be able to hear his thoughts, but silence allowed him to hear what was coming.
Now, the silence was driving Wyatt Cain mad.