Title: TBA

Author: fbiwoman

Rating: TBA, PG for now

Type: Interpreter, Tobin/Silvia, post-movie

Spoilers: Don't read it if you haven't seen the movie lol. It probably wouldn't make much sense in that case anyway lol.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, and I'm not claiming to own anything. This is just my own idea of what could have happened after the movie.

Summary: Well, I think I've kind of already explained it lol. It's a Tobin/Silvia fic about what could have happened after the movie ended. Don't like the idea of them together romantically? Tough lol, perhaps this fic is not for you. All readers are welcome of course, but no flaming though please; it's just dumb lol.

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A/N: This is my first Interpreter fic and I'm not totally sure where/how far I'm going with it lol so feedback is vital. Actually, this is my first fic for anything other than a TV show so hopefully it turns out ok. Thanks go out to Josie for reminding me to get off my butt and get started on this instead of just talking about starting it lol. Thanks Josie! What more can I say to you than SHAKIRA SHAKIRA! LMAO. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this fic. Lots of love,

Kelly

(fbiwoman)

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"Rest in peace"?

"Close enough".

She paused for a moment, a mysterious yet charming half-smile surfacing briefly. The wind tousled her soft, blonde hair and her blue eyes shone with a new light. She almost looked like a different person. The weight of her pain seemed to have been lifted, and a peaceful freedom emanated from her being. There were so many things he wanted to tell her but he simply sat silently and watched as she slowly turned and walked out of his life. Her figure gradually disappeared into the distance until he could no longer distinguish her form from the horizon. He continued to sit on his perch long after she was gone; how long, he couldn't be sure. The sun was beginning to sink from the sky, and shadows slowly began to grow around him. The sun momentarily passed behind a cloud, shrouding the earth below in a dreary, dark atmosphere. He felt empty inside, the bleak surroundings only complimenting his mood. He glanced over at the river behind him and Silvia immediately entered his mind. 'Kapéla', he thought to himself, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. However, the smile quickly faltered as a pang of regret stung his heart. What was he doing just sitting here? He had told Dot that he didn't want to lose two somebodies, yet here he sat, simply accepting defeat. He couldn't put a name to what he felt for her, but his feelings were strong, and he couldn't just let her go. He had to keep her in his life somehow. He had to see her again.

He jumped down from his position on the railing and purposefully made his way to his car. The drive to Silvia's apartment had become so familiar to him in the short time they had known each other. He parked in front of her building and climbed the stairs to her door. Suddenly he felt a little nervous; he hadn't actually given any thought to what he would actually say to Silvia once he got here. He glanced down at his watch and wondered if she was eating dinner… he didn't want to disturb her. Perhaps she wasn't even home; she could have gone out for her last night in the city. He tried to remember if he had seen her bike parked outside, but nothing stood out in his mind. He quickly pushed these thoughts aside, deciding that nothing could be worse than the regret he would surely suffer if he didn't at least try to hold on to her. He still didn't have a clear idea of what he would say to her, but he wouldn't leave until he was certain that he could sit down tomorrow night, after her plane was long gone, and know that she was still in his life in some capacity. Taking a deep breath, he raised his hand and rapped softly on her door, praying that her beautiful face would greet him on the other side.

Silvia gently lifted a picture frame from its place on her wall and sighed heavily as she placed it in a box of her other belongings. Although part of her was happy to be returning home to Matobo, another part of her longed to stay. She had grown to love it here and she loved working at the UN, but that chapter of her life was over now. She would return to Africa as she had left it: no brother, no family, no lover, nothing. All she had to comfort her and keep her going were her memories and her small collection of mementos from her past. Somewhere in the sea of emotions she was drowning in, there lurked a feeling of regret. She was not satisfied with how things had ended with Tobin. He had become an important fixture in her life and she didn't want to leave him behind. She could hear his voice running through her mind over and over, always repeating the same phrase, 'we never had time for a lot of things'. She wasn't sure what exactly she felt for him, but for some reason she couldn't help but hope that maybe he felt it too. She sighed again. There was no point in torturing herself: she had walked away and left him to continue on with his life. She was leaving tomorrow, and she would never know what might have been. She sank down onto her couch and lay back against the pillows, remembering the feel of his arms around her. She was exhausted from the endless swirl of emotions raging inside. Her eyes slid shut, her weary mind seeking some kind of relief, but the silence in the empty shell of her home offered little comfort and refuge. Suddenly the quietness was interrupted by the sound of a knock on her door. She rose from the couch and made her way to the door, both intrigued and anxious to see who her mystery visitor could be. Slowly she opened the door, and a wave of relief and joy washed over her at the sight of the smiling face on the other side: it was just the man she was wishing to see.

TBC (if people want it to be lol)

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