Summary: "Hollow" is Cain's thoughts as he shaves. "Whole" is Cain's thoughts at the end.
Spoilers: Just for the miniseries.
Notes: Unbeta-ed, so any errors are mine alone. This is my first Tin Man fic. Reviews and constructive criticism are most welcome. (Also posted to my livejournal.)
Disclaimer: L. Frank Baum and Sci-Fi's, not mine.
Hollow.
That tin can Zero trapped me in. How many years was I in there? Eight? Ten? Hundreds? Days and nights crawled past me, but exactly how many, I can't say. Too many, I know that. Too many days and nights watching my wife and son pleading for my life while Zero's goons almost beat it out of me. But their blows never hurt as much as Adora's screams.
Hollow.
Our house. Adora and I built it ourselves, though her parents offered to help. We slept in a tent in the main room until I finished the roof. She said camping in the house every night made her feel adventurous. It didn't take long after we were done for her to fill the place with everything to make it a home. A quilt she spent our first winter together making. Flowers from the garden. Jeb's toys. Now it's just an empty shell, gutted of everything and falling apart. I thank the gods Adora's not here to see it.
Hollow.
My heart. After so many years of pain, it's hard for me to feel anything except revenge. I will find Zero and I will make him suffer. Then I will kill the bastard. I will take his life just like he took theirs. Maybe then I'll have peace, but I doubt it. How can I be at peace when I have nothing left to live for?
Whole.
The Outer Zone. DG and her sister destroyed the witch, now darkness will never win. Already, the twin suns are coming out from behind the moon, and I can't remember the last time sunlight ever looked so good.
Whole.
DG. She has her family, her friends, her world, and her past. It's good to see her happy -- she deserves it. DG'll be queen one day, and I know she'll be a fair one. I just hope she doesn't forget about me ... us.
Whole.
My life. Adora is gone, but I know she'll always be with me. I have Jeb again, and I couldn't be prouder of him. I have Glitch and Raw, two good men I consider friends. I don't have Zero's blood on my hands. Like one of Jeb's old jigsaws, every piece of me has fallen into place. Well, almost every -- I don't have DG's heart, so I'm not quite whole.