Missing You
Author's Notes:
- I wrote this because I noticed there was a lack of Will fics out there and basically, I miss him. :)
- I found this site, which seems to share my sentiments. Please check it out at
- I would love to hear what you think, so please review.
- The epilogue is basically an introduction. Chapter One will be in a completely different format and should be posted soon.
Spoilers: Fiction takes place after 3.12 – Crossings. Everything up to and including that episode has happened.
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Epilogue
Journal Entry #12
21st January 2004
I miss him. It's as simple as that. I miss him. That's why I'm currently sitting on yet another CIA plane. Its only been a few days since I was nearly killed while flying on a CIA plane, but I don't care. I miss him.
Since I came 'back', I've been keeping myself occupied with my obsession for finding out what happened to me. But, now that I am beginning to solve the puzzle, I've been trying to get back to 'normal' but I just can't. I can't go around pretending every thing is ok when I miss him.
I miss his smiles, his goofy laughs, his ridiculously unfunny jokes, his obsession for ben and jerry's ice-cream, I even miss the smell of the shampoo he uses. I miss his friendship, his love, the sound of his voice. I miss so much about him, but most of all I just miss him.
I miss someone else too. Vaughn. The fact that I've lost him tears my heart in two. I can cope with that though, I still get to see him at work and we are on speaking terms and I know that some day we will find each other again. But, no matter how happy Vaughn will make me feel on that day, I will never be complete. I miss Will.
Ooh, we'll be landing soon. I don't know whether I'm nervous or excited. I think it's a mixture of both. He seems to have created a good life for himself, and I hate the fact that I'm about to ruin that once again. What am I doing? I promised myself that I would never risk his life again, and in seeing him again, I'm doing that. Maybe I shouldn't… no… I'm being selfish but.. I miss him.
Sydney