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LoMFic - No Regrets
Title: No Regrets
Author: DorsetGirl
Fandom: Life on Mars
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters or their universe. BBC/Kudos do. I’m not making any money out of this.
Rating: White Cortina
Warning: Implied character death
Word Count: 360
Pairing: Sam/Gene
Spoilers: 1.01 and 2.08
Summary: Never parted.
Author’s Note: I normally write Gene and Sam happy ever after. Whether you think this fits with that depends on your definition of “ever after”. When this idea first hit me, I refused to write it, and ended up watching it instead, in extraordinary detail, crying my eyes out. In the end I decided to write down just the sparse framework without all the details, because it seems to work.
Doctor Jess Carling GP, daughter of Ray, belongs to Elfbert and she has kindly given me permission to use the character. Thanks to Jayb111 for the beta.
No Regrets
Friday 2nd June 2017
“I am so sorry, Mr Hunt. Mr Tyler. There is simply nothing more we can do. In a younger man, perhaps...”
They both stared at the doctor, then lowered their eyes, hands reaching without conscious decision to hold tight to the only thing they had left. No hope, no remission, no more birthdays. Just the loving hands, weaker now, but holding tight as always.
Saturday 3rd June 2017
“Take me home, Sam. No point staying here any more. I want to be at home with you. If I haven’t got long to go, at least let me be in my own home. With you.”
Thursday 22nd June 2017
To: CarlingR35891@tiscali.com
From: SamandGene@TylerHunt.demon.co.uk
cc: J_Skelton@elmtree-docs.nhs.gov.uk
Subject: subject left blank
20:34:04 Thursday 22 June 2017
Ray,
I’m sending a copy of this to Jeannie; she’ll know what to do.
It’s time. He can’t hold on any longer, and I can’t bear to see him trying.
We’re going together.
I know you and I haven’t always seen eye to eye. It was probably inevitable. But you’ve always been a good mate to Gene, and I appreciate that. If he’d ever learned to use a computer he’d tell you himself.
So, thank you. Not sure what else to say except – don’t worry, this is our choice. Well, my choice I suppose, as I’m the one that’s *got* a choice. Make sure they all know that, anyone who needs to know. We’ve neither of us got family to worry about.
Jeannie gets the house. As she’s Gene’s doctor, it’s yours officially, I guess that looks better, but it’s for her and the kids, OK?
All the best,
Sam and Gene.
His last rational thought as he started to drift was that he didn’t regret any of it – the car crash, the rooftop, even the Cuban heels - if this was where it led.
He held Gene’s hand and kissed him gently. They looked into each other’s eyes and smiled, one last time; and by some chance, they both spoke together, “I love you, always,” breathed gently between them.
The light dimmed around them where they lay, arms around each other, as always.
END