Title: A Sorrow Shared
Author: Garnet Filigree
Rating : G
Email: cressid@email.com
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, not making any money, don't mean to step on any toes, OK? I'm putting them away when I'm done playing.
Summary: This is VERY short – not even a ficlet, really –it popped into my head when I heard this beautiful old song on the radio earlier today. Slight AU inference.
Based on lyrics by Annie Lennox – "Why"
"Replay transmission."
The brief command fell softly into the stillness of the Maru's bridge. There was a barely perceptible delay before the quiet tones resumed, wrapping around her like a velvet shroud. Beka let her head fall back against the seat as a flexi dropped to the deck, escaping her suddenly uncooperative fingers.
The powerful, haunting voice reached deep inside, breathing life into parts of her soul that she'd prayed were long dead. Slowly her eyes drifted shut, blocking out the dim lighting from the command console. There was no need for it in this moment – and no way to elude the memories that washed over her as the music flowed into every empty place in her heart…
"How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I'm sorry for the things I've done
But when I start to try to tell you
That's when you have to tell me
Hey…this kind of trouble's only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me…
Why…Why
I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you're thinking
And I've heard it said too many times
That you'd be better off
Besides…
Why can't you see this boat is sinking
(this boat is sinking, this boat is sinking)
Let's go down to the water's edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out, turning inside out
Tell me…
Why
Tell me…
Why
This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears…
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel?
'Cause I don't think you know how I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
You don't know what I feel…"
The beautiful voice whispered the last lines of the song. A brief silence allowed Beka just enough time to open her eyes before another voice filled the air. Tears welled up and trembled on the edge of her lashes. By sheer force of will she held them back. She drew in a ragged breath as the final words of the message played out.
"Remember this, Rebecca. I will always be yours."
Pulling together what was left of her composure, Beka rose from the pilot's seat, snatching the flexi along the way. She turned, shaky legs bearing her somewhat unsteadily back toward the Andromeda, her choked exclamation barely registering in her own ears.
"Damn you…damn you."
Author: Garnet Filigree
Rating : G
Email: cressid@email.com
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, not making any money, don't mean to step on any toes, OK? I'm putting them away when I'm done playing.
Summary: This is VERY short – not even a ficlet, really –it popped into my head when I heard this beautiful old song on the radio earlier today. Slight AU inference.
Based on lyrics by Annie Lennox – "Why"
"Replay transmission."
The brief command fell softly into the stillness of the Maru's bridge. There was a barely perceptible delay before the quiet tones resumed, wrapping around her like a velvet shroud. Beka let her head fall back against the seat as a flexi dropped to the deck, escaping her suddenly uncooperative fingers.
The powerful, haunting voice reached deep inside, breathing life into parts of her soul that she'd prayed were long dead. Slowly her eyes drifted shut, blocking out the dim lighting from the command console. There was no need for it in this moment – and no way to elude the memories that washed over her as the music flowed into every empty place in her heart…
"How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I'm sorry for the things I've done
But when I start to try to tell you
That's when you have to tell me
Hey…this kind of trouble's only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me…
Why…Why
I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you're thinking
And I've heard it said too many times
That you'd be better off
Besides…
Why can't you see this boat is sinking
(this boat is sinking, this boat is sinking)
Let's go down to the water's edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out, turning inside out
Tell me…
Why
Tell me…
Why
This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears…
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel?
'Cause I don't think you know how I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
You don't know what I feel…"
The beautiful voice whispered the last lines of the song. A brief silence allowed Beka just enough time to open her eyes before another voice filled the air. Tears welled up and trembled on the edge of her lashes. By sheer force of will she held them back. She drew in a ragged breath as the final words of the message played out.
"Remember this, Rebecca. I will always be yours."
Pulling together what was left of her composure, Beka rose from the pilot's seat, snatching the flexi along the way. She turned, shaky legs bearing her somewhat unsteadily back toward the Andromeda, her choked exclamation barely registering in her own ears.
"Damn you…damn you."