Title: Finding the Forgotten.
Summary: Instead of Ivanova being mortally injured in the episode "End game" Marcus pushes her out of the way just in time but can not save him self. (Their positions are flipped basically.) Now Susan is going to do anything and everything to save him before she losses the love she's only just remembered how to feel.
Spoilers: Obviously there's gonna be stuff in here about end game and previous so if you haven't see up till then, shut down your comp and go rent the freaking series!
Disclaimers: Don't own it… blah, blah, blah! JMS, the great maker, etc. You get it, now let's go!
FYI: I'm in the stage of mourning where you really just hate the world and this idea kind' a road in on that so hopefully Ivanova's attitude will come out the way I hope. If she, or any others seem out of character, tuff!
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Only the beating of her heart kept her rooted to the command chair as Ivanova's white star sped towards Babylon 5. She was perched at the very edge of her seat, waiting, like a cat ready to pounce on its prey.
She would be in trouble for this, no doubt. Running out on a fight like this was not something Susan believed herself capable of in a million years, but nothing mattered just now, nothing except getting to him.
As she hacked her way into the Babylon control system, Susan's mind raced over everything that had happened within the last day.
The victory had been sweet and whole, but short lived. As the other white stars had sent in their reports another catastrophe had hit them… literally.
"Susan, look out!" Marcus yelled as he dashed to her position in the forward bridge. She turned to see a large piece of debris hurtling towards her ship straight for the bridge.
She felt hands close around her shoulders and pull her back as if in slow motion. She tumbled to the floor and out of harms way recovering her balance just in time to see the forward bridge collapse.
Susan's eyes filled with tears while she finished hacking the system that would allow her to dock with out authorization on the station. The image of the last hours chasing themselves around her head, their conversation before the battle, pulling him from the wreckage, watching as the transport carrying him departed for Babylon 5 where he would spend his last few hours in piece.
But she wouldn't stand for that. So long as there was breath in her body she would see him survive. He had done everything in his power the last two years to keep her safe and as happy as this dismal universe could allow and now she was going to return the favor.
Entering the Zocalo from the docking area she saw that the station was eerily half empty. The usual hubbub of the place seemed to be stifled somehow by the electric tensions caused by the drawing of the war.
"Blue three." She commanded the lift as she stepped inside. Heart pounding in her throat, jaw set in determination she entered the med-facilities area with little difference from any. Coming to a stop in front of the med-lab security storage room she keyed in her command over-ride codes.
Entering the room she quickly found what she'd been looking for. The alien device was deceivingly bulky, but light. After reviewing all files of the matter Ivanova had come to the conclusion that this was the only way she would save Marcus, even if it meant sacrificing her own life to renew his.
Walking as swiftly and quietly as possible Susan entered med-lab three and went straight to the only occupied alcove. Setting the machine down on the bedside table she heard a noise from behind her. Whirling around she found a security officer entering the alcove.
"Commander, I didn't realize you'd returned. I'm sorry but you can't be in here…" He was cut off by the swift motion of Ivanova pulling her PPG from the holster around her waist. "What the…?"
He reached for his own gun but stopped at the sound of hers charging. "Thank you lieutenant, I've got the situation under control. You're dismissed." She informed in a low deadly voice. The sound of a PPG charging behind her caused Susan's heart to jump, though she didn't show it.
"Commander, put the weapon down. I don't won't to have to open fire on you." Another officer, female, reasoned behind her. Raising her hands in submission Ivanova let the PPG slip from her grasp and hang from her trigger finger.
As she expected the officer behind her approached her reaching for the weapon. Spotting her opening, Susan whirled around and caught the security guard in the jaw with a heavy blow, as she fell Ivanova spun around to the other before he had time to think, crouched low, and knocked him off his feet before he could open fire. The guard tried scrambling to his feet again but a well placed kick to the stomach rendered him unconscious as well.
"You're dismissed!" She growled to the again silent room. Walking back over to the bed where she'd placed the machine she looked down upon the cause for her actions.
Marcus lay quite still and asleep. He was pail and bruised all over. His breath was uneven and seemed painful. Susan wanted to weep for the state of her friend but knew if she did not keep her composure she would not achieve her goal in time.
"Just hold on a little longer, Marcus. Then all the pain will be gone." She whispered as she kissed his check with the softness of a butterfly's flutter then set to work connecting both herself and the prone ranger into the alien machine.
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A.N. Now, before anyone freaks out over here, IT DOES NOT END THERE!!! Okay?! There will be another chapii. I hate stories that end completely in a cliffy too so I wouldn't subject the rest of you to one either. I'm not completely heartless yet! Next chapii to follow real soon, promise! I know these words are like murder, but be patient. Review pleaz, or I may reconsider.
Hikari