Title: Just Like Blood
Author: MissForsythe
Summary: Season 4, as I prefer it would go/have gone.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Chapter titles so far are all owed to Tom McRae.
Author's Notes: Somehow I think they're dragging this Lexie stuff out for too long, and imo, it could have been contained to one episode. So I tried to re imagine some stuff, and tried to view it from every characters POV.
Prologue
„Am I dead?"
Just as she says the words, the world around her shifts. It's not noticeable at first, but she feels it. It's a shiver even though it's not cold.
Her head hurts and she feels the need to sit down.
William sits there on his barstool, contemplative as usual. She wants to smack him.
"Not dead, not if you don't want to be"
Then there's a light before everything seems to vanish before her eyes. Mandy, the customers, the Jukebox in the corner. Until it's her and him.
„Do you want to go home?"
She finds herself nodding even though she has no idea what is going on.
For the first time in her life home isn't a ramshackle backroad house and shouting in the middle of the night. It's a nice white church and the smell of coffee and the ocean and the flow of water.
It's something else too, something she knows she should know.
William still sits on his barstool and tells her to go. He points towards a dirt road leading into a forest.
„Home is behind those trees, that's where he'll be".
She's not in control of her body. Her feet move of their own volition towards the darkness.
When she's at the edge, she looks back one more time.
He's gone.
She's going home.