Subject: b5:just after watching SiL, i wrote this:
Date: Fri, 11 Aug 2000
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Spoilers for: Sleeping In Light.
title: Sorry I Missed You.
Author: Rodlox.
JMS owns all characters; with the exception of Al and Connie. please don�t sue.
Description: Shortly after the events in �Sleeping In Light�, we meet with one of the few who was not in attendance.
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�Welcome home,� I welcome my husband as he comes through the door, giving him a quick peck on the cheek, then move to the side so our children can barrel into him. �Anything exciting this week?�
We�d both apologized to each other after I returned with G�kar, each of us with two of our own books. Things weren�t easy, especially at first, but we got things to work.
He looked first at the children, then at me; I haven�t seen him wearing that somber face in long years. Something bad happened, I just know it. �Year twenty,� he tells me, and I know what he means without the need to scan.
John Sheridan is dead. For all the harsh words we�ve exchanged over the years, from me working for Babylon Five, to when I was fighting to get G�karolnen - the telepath homeworld - admitted to an equal position among the older starfarers within the Interstellar Alliance.
I just wish I�d been there to say goodbye to him, to shake his hand. Or at least to stand in the same room, not killing each other
Zack�s finished hugging Connie, and is about to pick up Al for a hug when he sees what I now see:
�Constance Koshnarenek Allan, you take that bowl off of your baby brother!� Ahh, the joys of parenthood. How did I ever make do before?
�But Al said he wanted a helmet so he could fight Shadow-drones,� our daughter defends herself with, refering to some holographic game she�d gotten for her last birthday. The word �Shadow� doesn�t scare her, doesn�t even bother her; say �Vorlon� around her, and she hides under her bed.
As for our son�s name.....It was Zack�s idea, really. He said that we could raise a better Al than the Corps did......and it�d probably honk�em off royally too. Speaking of which, I wonder whatever happened to Bester.
Dutifully, Connie takes the bowl off of Al�s head. They�re both nice and obedient: no �terrible twos� with them. Zack picks up Al, hugs him, and they go off towards the kitchen to plot out dinner.
Connie�s met Sheridan twice, one of those was the only time Al ever met him. Al was too little to have remembered anything - if he�s normal, I remind myself. And Connie...
�Can we go for a walk?� Connie asks me.
�Sure,� I tell her, �just as soon as you put your glasses on.� She mumbles something about me being no fun, but retrieves her tinted glasses from off the table; we're the only ones who know about her glowing eyes, and we'd like to keep it that way! �We�ll be back soon,� I call to Zack, repeating the message telepathically.
He doesn�t mind me doing that -- its the other telepaths that annoy him -- and after sitting in endless meetings with them, I�m starting to agree.
I open the door so we can start.
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