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Two Guise from Lost | That Bar

Jan 30, 2009 07:58

The first, a young man, is staring at the Observation Window. He has a glass and a bottle of MacCutcheon whisky. He looks as if he isn't sure whether to be pleased or confused.

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justdidntseeit January 30 2009, 16:23:28 UTC

Fresh from a sunrise walk by the lake, Kate comes in the back door, cheeks red from the cold.

Approaching the counter, she unwinds her scarf and requests a mug of hot cider. (The whipped cream and caramel sauce are Bar's idea. Really.)

She's removing her gloves when the rustling of a newspaper catches her attention; glancing at the man a couple of stools away, her polite smile is replaced by surprised disbelief.

Dad?

She'll find her voice in a second.

justdidntseeit January 31 2009, 05:47:12 UTC

For a half-(crazy)second, Kate wonders if Christian's daughter looks anything like her. Or Marie.

Curiously, "Have they been here?"

onhisbehalf January 31 2009, 05:51:50 UTC

"They have. That was a long time ago, before you came here." He slides the newspaper over to her -- the front page, a large color photograph of a group of six individuals (including a baby). He points to the tall, dark-haired man in a well-kept, professional suit: everything tidy, everything in order, from his shoelaces to his short, brushed hair.

"That's my son, Jack."

justdidntseeit January 31 2009, 06:00:18 UTC

"He's handsome," she says, lips quirking into a half-smile as she surveys the photo.

But her expression sobers as she reads the caption -- Oceanic 6? -- and her eyes wander to the headline and the story.

She looks up, questions clear on her features.

onhisbehalf January 31 2009, 06:07:41 UTC

"Yes," he says with a sigh, the congeniality of conversation giving way to something more grim. "Of all the things I could have hoped for my son, of all the things I could have hoped my son would be famous for -- this...was not it. Not by a long shot."

justdidntseeit February 4 2009, 01:02:22 UTC

An image of her father trying to talk to Marie through the glass of a CTU holding cell superimposes Christian's features, and she has to blink it away.

"I'm sorry."

She glances at the newspaper and back to him, caught between wanting to know more and not wanting to push.

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