[JP] Write a letter to you children or future children. (Pt. 3)
[Set in wayward_au. Alec = smart_alec494, and this is locked to him, should he happen to find it somewhere-which he might, should he decide to go poking around his hospital room.]
Alec,
I’m not usually the letter type, but you’re in surgery, Sam’s in a coma, and I’m sitting her quietly losing my mind. It’s not fun. This is at least something to do, and some way for me to keep myself sane for a little while. You’ll probably never even read this, which makes this letter even more pointless, but I figured if there’s some things I should have said that I never did-which happens a lot more often than you’d think-I might as well figure them out now.
I’m sorry that I left you and Ben. I’m sorry that I put you through that. I should have looked for other options, but I knew that with Sam there, I’d be leaving you in good hands. It was never my intention to abandon you, no matter what may have happened. You boys mean more to me than anything else. The last thing in the world I’d want to do is hurt you, but I certainly wouldn’t want to see anyone hurt you either. Which is what’s making sitting still right now very difficult as I very much would want to go out and kill something right now. But that’s not the point.
I know I don’t always seem like I want to hear what you have to say regarding Manticore and everything that happened there, and a lot of the time that’s the case, but sometimes I need to hear it. I don’t want you to feel like you can’t talk to me either. If there’s something you want to tell me, I’m here to listen. You’re my kid. My dad was never a guy you could talk to, and I certainly didn’t want to be him when it came to my own kids.
Which basically winds down to the main point of all this. At the end of the day-you’re always going to be my kid. Quirks, needs, whatever-you’re still mine. I’m going to try and protect you the best I can, whether you need it or not, because that’s my job. I’m your dad. You’re always going to have me, whether you want me or not. Family’s family-doesn’t matter how it happened, and both you and Ben probably saved me more than I care to admit, and I want to thank you for that.
And Kutner’s coming back, so hopefully he has something, and I can stop losing my mind already. But anyway, thank you. For a lot of things.
Dean
418 words
Alec,
I’m not usually the letter type, but you’re in surgery, Sam’s in a coma, and I’m sitting her quietly losing my mind. It’s not fun. This is at least something to do, and some way for me to keep myself sane for a little while. You’ll probably never even read this, which makes this letter even more pointless, but I figured if there’s some things I should have said that I never did-which happens a lot more often than you’d think-I might as well figure them out now.
I’m sorry that I left you and Ben. I’m sorry that I put you through that. I should have looked for other options, but I knew that with Sam there, I’d be leaving you in good hands. It was never my intention to abandon you, no matter what may have happened. You boys mean more to me than anything else. The last thing in the world I’d want to do is hurt you, but I certainly wouldn’t want to see anyone hurt you either. Which is what’s making sitting still right now very difficult as I very much would want to go out and kill something right now. But that’s not the point.
I know I don’t always seem like I want to hear what you have to say regarding Manticore and everything that happened there, and a lot of the time that’s the case, but sometimes I need to hear it. I don’t want you to feel like you can’t talk to me either. If there’s something you want to tell me, I’m here to listen. You’re my kid. My dad was never a guy you could talk to, and I certainly didn’t want to be him when it came to my own kids.
Which basically winds down to the main point of all this. At the end of the day-you’re always going to be my kid. Quirks, needs, whatever-you’re still mine. I’m going to try and protect you the best I can, whether you need it or not, because that’s my job. I’m your dad. You’re always going to have me, whether you want me or not. Family’s family-doesn’t matter how it happened, and both you and Ben probably saved me more than I care to admit, and I want to thank you for that.
And Kutner’s coming back, so hopefully he has something, and I can stop losing my mind already. But anyway, thank you. For a lot of things.
Dean
418 words