http://flunkingspanish.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] flunkingspanish.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-04-05 01:29 am

The Revelation (bendy-timed before the Meet and Greet)

The Sub-Visser was dying. It was obvious to anyone in the MedBay, from the way Paco was shuddering and moaning in his restraints. The last hold-out of the Yeerk infestation was dying. It would all be over soon.

He looked up as Superboy and Robin entered the MedBay and laughed, baring his teeth in a grin.

"Hey Superboy, want to know a secret?" he asked. "It's a good one. A real kicker, that Francisco and Jaime and Speedy have been keeping from you and your little friend there."

And before Jaime can stop him, he spits it out:

"You're dead when you go home. Dead! Had a nice funeral, too bad you weren't there too enjoy it. Oh!" he rolls Paco's head to look at Robin. "And I wouldn't get too attached to your little buddy Kid Flash either. Oh wait, too late isn't it? Ah well. At least Superboy goes out saving the world. Flashy drops the 'kid' off his name and goes out like a punk."

[identity profile] supertshirt.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
So that's how it's going to happen.

"I'm not alive now. I'm just not. I'm not...dead yet."

A deep breath.

"Cassie, that hasn't happened for me yet. It means when I get out of here, if we all get sent back to the times and places we left, I go back, into that fight and...it means..."

That's supposed to happen.

"I'm kinda living on stolen time here."

[identity profile] halfgoddess.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
It’s hard to pinpoint how she feels; relief, sorrow, regret. She examines his face, concerned, and looks away for a moment.

“You’re alive here,” she says, pointedly.

She realizes, with a pang, what he has to go back to. What she has to go back to. Neither is happy for either of them, but she hurts more for him.

“Can’t we change things? We can find a way where you'll still save the world and live to see it again.”

[identity profile] supertshirt.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe. But if we can't, I'll still--y'know. I'll still have to..." A deep breath. "And if there's people from ahead in time, and in all this time I haven't been there... We change the future, and it might change our past, won't it? Like if we change things, it changes the people here from the future because different things happened, and it changes our past on the ship that involved them, and..."

He buries his face in his hand. All this...all this is so damn complicated. Give him a bad guy to punch please. He wants to do the brave face, for her, but she's crying, and he's had everything dropped on his head at once.

She's the only person in the world he'd just...let see him like this. Everyone else gets the brave face.

"All I know is...it's not fair. I'll do what I have to, but it's not fair."

When he looks up at her again, tears are streaming from his eyes.

"Five years is not enough time."

[identity profile] halfgoddess.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
It’s all impossible to think about, or make sense of; she can’t imagine how they’ve already broken the timestream, or what’s changed to let any of this happen. Something’s gone very wrong, and Cassie’s not sure if it will ever be right again.

She cups his face with her hands, gently, and brushes a tear out of the way with a thumb. It kills her to see him cry.

“I know. I know it isn’t. Oh, Kon. But... we’ll try. We have to try. And if we can’t...”

She doesn’t want to think about that.

“Then we’ll make the best of what we have.”

[identity profile] supertshirt.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
He just...holds her, face pressed against her neck, and for a little while, he's just...very quiet.

[identity profile] halfgoddess.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
She rests her chin on the top of his head, fingers running through his hair, fingering the nape of his neck soothingly. Cassie closes her eyes, and doesn’t say anything.

What is there to say, anyway?

Holding him now is all that matters.

[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
After a while of them just clinging to each other, Kon finally says.

"So. Welcome to the good Ship No-One-Wants-To-Be-Here."

[identity profile] halfgoddess.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
She can't help but be the slightest bit amused at the title, smiling and wiping her eyes one last time.

"That bad, huh?"

[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 08:21 am (UTC)(link)
Kon laughs, and wipes his own face.

"Abducted by aliens. No baseball game to win to go home. Food looks like the slop Pa feeds to the pigs on the farm. It's pretty bad."

[identity profile] halfgoddess.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
She snorts; baseball would be so nice and mundane right about now, aliens or not.

"I'm guessing it tastes about the same?"

[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't know. I've never tried the slop Pa feeds the pigs on the farm."

[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2009-04-08 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Kon smiles at her, despite the emo and tears of earlier and there is a soft expression on his face as he threads a hand through her hair.

"Even though I wish you were home safe, I'm glad you're here, Cass."

[identity profile] halfgoddess.livejournal.com 2009-04-08 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Cassie gives a weak smile back; her look is tender, and happy.

"I'll take my chances with this place if you're here," she replies.

[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2009-04-08 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Before corn starts spilling out our ears, I'm gonna kiss you now," Kon says, and he does.

He doesn't know what's going to happen. He doesn't know what his future really holds, if he's doomed or if he can somehow save the world and be saved. All he knows is that no matter how bad their situation is, they've been given at least one good thing, one gift:

Time.

And whatever happens, he's going to make the most of it.