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F: Still There
Fandom: Firefly
Pairing: Wash/Zoe
Warnings: Angst
Rating: G
Summary: The dinosaurs remain, staring at her. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
irish_ais.
The dinosaurs -- the ones he kept in their room -- are still sitting there. She hasn't had the heart to move them, just as she hasn't had the heart to change anything -- yet. Someday, she tells herself -- she'll know when it's time. Someday. For now she still sometimes thinks he might come back, scolding her teasingly for moving his things. Sometimes she thinks she catches them looking at her, but she doesn't mind: if they had any eyes, they were Wash's, after all.
It's maybe months later when she realises that dust is gathering, settling over his things. Over hers, too. She's been avoiding the room, avoiding the dinosaurs and the familiar-painful things that were their life. It's River that first starts it, climbing down in her bare feet and her scruffy dress, hair tied back. "Time to clean out the closet," she says, offering Zoe one of the dusters. And then Kaylee's in there, and even Jayne comes in to help shift the heavier bits and pieces, and Mal looks in and doesn't tell them all to get back to their work.
Simon comes along, too. To see Kaylee, more than anything, Zoe suspects, but he smiles, awkward, and doesn't say anything inopportune. Something of the old feelings come back to her then -- remembering how Wash would say, "he won't last long", but not with any nastiness, just statement of fact and a little pity.
She knows Wash wouldn't mind being wrong.
The dinosaurs, she keeps. Inara brings her boxes to keep some of the things in, and helps her pack up without saying a word. But the dinosaurs stay.
"They'd hate to be in the dark, after all," Wash says to her, but only in her mind, and his smile is there, in her mind. She reaches out and rubs a finger over a dinosaur's plastic head, and tries to remember the warmth of his hand in hers.
Pairing: Wash/Zoe
Warnings: Angst
Rating: G
Summary: The dinosaurs remain, staring at her. For
irish_ais.The dinosaurs -- the ones he kept in their room -- are still sitting there. She hasn't had the heart to move them, just as she hasn't had the heart to change anything -- yet. Someday, she tells herself -- she'll know when it's time. Someday. For now she still sometimes thinks he might come back, scolding her teasingly for moving his things. Sometimes she thinks she catches them looking at her, but she doesn't mind: if they had any eyes, they were Wash's, after all.
It's maybe months later when she realises that dust is gathering, settling over his things. Over hers, too. She's been avoiding the room, avoiding the dinosaurs and the familiar-painful things that were their life. It's River that first starts it, climbing down in her bare feet and her scruffy dress, hair tied back. "Time to clean out the closet," she says, offering Zoe one of the dusters. And then Kaylee's in there, and even Jayne comes in to help shift the heavier bits and pieces, and Mal looks in and doesn't tell them all to get back to their work.
Simon comes along, too. To see Kaylee, more than anything, Zoe suspects, but he smiles, awkward, and doesn't say anything inopportune. Something of the old feelings come back to her then -- remembering how Wash would say, "he won't last long", but not with any nastiness, just statement of fact and a little pity.
She knows Wash wouldn't mind being wrong.
The dinosaurs, she keeps. Inara brings her boxes to keep some of the things in, and helps her pack up without saying a word. But the dinosaurs stay.
"They'd hate to be in the dark, after all," Wash says to her, but only in her mind, and his smile is there, in her mind. She reaches out and rubs a finger over a dinosaur's plastic head, and tries to remember the warmth of his hand in hers.