Kate Austen (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
boar_expert) wrote2007-05-03 10:24 am
boar_expert) wrote2007-05-03 10:24 am
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[IF] MAY A - Secrets and Lies
TO: Aldo West (fish40@gmail.com)
FROM: Monica Callis (freckles77@gmail.com)
Subject: COMPANY business
Michael,
It’s Kate. I know I’m probably the last person you want to be hearing from right now, but I had to get in touch with you...and this was easier than trying to call. I won’t pretend that I’m not a coward, because it’s probably one of only a few truths I can actually admit to myself. I just hope this email reaches you in time.
A guy found me in Iowa today. At first, I thought it was one of the Marshall’s men so I was ready to run...but he caught up to me and he said things...
It’s the men who framed Linc. They found me, Michael. They know who I am, and they know what I am to both of you. And I don’t know how, but they found me. I didn’t tell them anything...nailed the guy with a low blow and ran. But wherever you guys are, get out. Fast. Just go someplace else, okay?
Also...will you give the attached note to Linc for me? Please.
I’ll be in touch...stay safe. And thanks.
* * * * *
Linc,
I have to tell you a secret...and I have to lie to you. But know that I’m telling you this lie, hoping that maybe someday I can believe my own lies...make them real.
The secret is that I miss you. Every day , I think about you...I dream about you at night. And yes, some of those dreams are dirty. You’re a hard man to forget or let go of that way. But I miss you...so much it hurts. And that makes me doubt...if I ever should have left, if I should have let myself have that first night with you, knowing what I do now...knowing how you make me feel.
That’s my biggest secret, I guess...you make me doubt that instinct: fight or flight. You make me want to fight for...whatever we are.
Now the lie is coming, but first...the truth.
I *will* see you again.
And here’s the lie: when I come back, I promise I’ll never leave you again.
Take care of that plane for me.
-Kate
Muse: Kate Austen
Fandom: LOST
Words: 374
FROM: Monica Callis (freckles77@gmail.com)
Subject: COMPANY business
Michael,
It’s Kate. I know I’m probably the last person you want to be hearing from right now, but I had to get in touch with you...and this was easier than trying to call. I won’t pretend that I’m not a coward, because it’s probably one of only a few truths I can actually admit to myself. I just hope this email reaches you in time.
A guy found me in Iowa today. At first, I thought it was one of the Marshall’s men so I was ready to run...but he caught up to me and he said things...
It’s the men who framed Linc. They found me, Michael. They know who I am, and they know what I am to both of you. And I don’t know how, but they found me. I didn’t tell them anything...nailed the guy with a low blow and ran. But wherever you guys are, get out. Fast. Just go someplace else, okay?
Also...will you give the attached note to Linc for me? Please.
I’ll be in touch...stay safe. And thanks.
* * * * *
Linc,
I have to tell you a secret...and I have to lie to you. But know that I’m telling you this lie, hoping that maybe someday I can believe my own lies...make them real.
The secret is that I miss you. Every day , I think about you...I dream about you at night. And yes, some of those dreams are dirty. You’re a hard man to forget or let go of that way. But I miss you...so much it hurts. And that makes me doubt...if I ever should have left, if I should have let myself have that first night with you, knowing what I do now...knowing how you make me feel.
That’s my biggest secret, I guess...you make me doubt that instinct: fight or flight. You make me want to fight for...whatever we are.
Now the lie is coming, but first...the truth.
I *will* see you again.
And here’s the lie: when I come back, I promise I’ll never leave you again.
Take care of that plane for me.
-Kate
Muse: Kate Austen
Fandom: LOST
Words: 374