Remember the Mocking Bird
Title: Remember the Mocking Bird
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: Sawyer, Cassidy: Some memories can't be reset.
Spoilers: through The Incident; specific for a certain conversation in Whatever Happened, Happened
Notes: This is, in equal parts, for tellshannon815 (at long last - who requested Sawyer/Cassidy reunion fic for fic or treat 2009) and for lost_in_108 (challenge 14: memory). The title is from Jimi Hendrix's “Remember.”
There's so much he only remembers in vague flashes.
This, though, he knows: He has a daughter. So he shows up at their door (fancy house, his stolen money) and Cassidy meets him there, furious. He stands silent in her kitchen and lets her yell, because he deserves it.
When she's finally exhausted her anger, she looks at him, sudden confusion. “Kate said they were going back, but I...”
He only stares at her, blankly. He has no idea what that means. Doesn't seem like she knows, herself.
On the refrigerator there's a picture. And somewhere deep, a flash of memory: Looks just like you, when she smiles.
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Don't own them; just borrowing.
Summary: Sawyer, Cassidy: Some memories can't be reset.
Spoilers: through The Incident; specific for a certain conversation in Whatever Happened, Happened
Notes: This is, in equal parts, for tellshannon815 (at long last - who requested Sawyer/Cassidy reunion fic for fic or treat 2009) and for lost_in_108 (challenge 14: memory). The title is from Jimi Hendrix's “Remember.”
There's so much he only remembers in vague flashes.
This, though, he knows: He has a daughter. So he shows up at their door (fancy house, his stolen money) and Cassidy meets him there, furious. He stands silent in her kitchen and lets her yell, because he deserves it.
When she's finally exhausted her anger, she looks at him, sudden confusion. “Kate said they were going back, but I...”
He only stares at her, blankly. He has no idea what that means. Doesn't seem like she knows, herself.
On the refrigerator there's a picture. And somewhere deep, a flash of memory: Looks just like you, when she smiles.