AU:Hi There, so this is for all you tortured souls out there who are devoted to Kabby as much as I am. From season 1 I always pictured them together, even when everyone hated him and told me I was crazy, there was just something about him.. and I was right! Marcus Kane is a beautiful soul, and Abby Griffin is too. They deserve to be happy together. Anyway, I had this idea for a fic that would ultimately give them some sort of back story, and focus on their feels more than the show does. It loosely follows the major events in canon, but very very loosely as I wanted them to have much more depth, angst and romance.

Anyway, this is chapter 1 of many.. I've already planned out about 18 one shots that get up to where we currently are in canon (episode 11 of season 3)... and then once the season is over, I'm hoping to cap this off at about 20... until next season, where I will continue to had. (that's my plan at least)

So read away, leave me reviews, like and follow... stay strong my fellow Kabby shippers.. there is hopefully a happy ending in this show for these two lovers.


THE BEGINNING


"Oh come on Abby, don't be stupid" The young man said as he waited by the door of his best friends quarters, "We've been best friends for ten years, I've seen you in so many different clothes, why is this so different for you, we are going to be late."

19 year old Marcus Kane stood outside in the hall waiting for his friend inside. The pair were running late for their senior day of education ball, and Abby was taking way too long to get ready, which was making Marcus frustrated. He nervously checked his reflection in the Ark window, fiddling with the bow tie that sat neatly in the centre of his collar bones. The white shirt he wore was his fathers and was slightly too big for him, which made it slightly uncomfortable, but he pulled it off well. He really looked the part in formal wear, he had that sophisticated demeanour when he needed it, however his scruffy brown hair did not match the suit that covered his body.

"Don't laugh" Abby called from behind the door.

Marcus rolled his eyes, "Why would I laugh?"

"I don't wear dresses, so just don't laugh at me, this is hard enough as it is."

A grin formed on Marcus's face at his friend nervous remark, "Abby you'll look fine. Just please tell me you're not wearing your combat boots" He joked.

"Oh shut up!" She snapped back at him, which caused him to chuckle to himself.

He took a few steps away from the door and turned his back to it in an attempt to mask his laughter, he didn't want to make her more uncomfortable. He knew Abby hated wearing dresses. She would never be caught dead in anything other than a pair of jeans and her boots.

As his back was turned he didn't notice that the door behind him had open, and Abby had emerged from out of the room.

"Come on Ab-" He began as he turned around to face the door again and saw her standing there.

Gobsmacked at her appearance, his breath caught in the back of his throat. "Woah.." he breathed, as it was the only word his tongue would form.

He could not believe his eyes. Before him stood Abigail, dressed in a silk red dress that hemmed just above her knees. Her hair was down and curled to one side, and her eyes were defined by a small amount of make up. Abby never wore make up, so it really stood out and made her blue eyes sparkle in contrast. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his life.

"What?" Abby looked down at her dress nervously, "Too much?"

Marcus shook his head slowly, "No" He choked on his words, "No not at all"

"You think?" She smiled at him, and his knees weakened beneath him.

"You look beautiful Abby" He smiled back at her, his words barely above a whisper.

Her cheeks flushed a bright shade of pink, "You don't look to bad yourself Marcus"

"You know you're the only one that still calls me Marcus"

"Yeah well Kane doesn't suit you" She smirked at him, "Not to me at least, you'll always be Marcus"

Marcus's brow lowered, "What do you mean doesn't suit me?" He sounded almost offended.

Abby started walking away towards to mess hall where the ball was being held as she spoke, "You may be joining the guard, but deep down you're a big softy Marcus. You're the boy that star gazes and helps the needy, and Kane is your guard name, Marcus is your real name. Its the real you."

"You don't think I would be a good guard?" He said with a smile.

The girl giggled and looked back over her shoulder, "The guard will be lucky to have you Marcus, just don't go slicking your hair back like an old man. I like that mop of yours."

A small smile formed on his lips, the smile that only Abby can bring out in him, the one that makes him realise just how much she means to him, and tonight is the night he is going to tell her. He jogged a few steps to catch up with her as they both made their way down to the mess hall.


The mess hall was filled with the students who were graduating from education and moving into their professions. All dressed in black suits and nice dresses dancing to the music that was provided through the speaker com.

Marcus and Abby sat at a table with their friend Thelonious Jaha, sipping on the very diluted patch of moonshine that they had been allowed to consume.

"Well sorry Abby" Marcus joked sarcastically, "Not all of us are as smart as you"

Thelonious laughed as Abby frowned at his remark, not really upset at the comment but playing along with the mood. "Oh whatever Marcus"

"He's right Abby" Thelonious laughed again, "You skipped two grades, you shouldn't even be graduating, let alone been given the one medical scholarship on the ark."

"You shouldn't even be drinking moonshine yet" Marcus added playfully "You're only 17"

Abby hit him playfully "Oh shush you, let me have my fun"

"Be my guest" Marcus said as he lounged back in his chair, waving his arm like he is allowing her to walk past, a grin plastered on his face.

She flashed him a devilish smile, one that he knows all too well, one that says that she finds it way too hard to even pretend to be mad at him.

"Alright well I'm going to go find my girlfriend and ask her to dance" Jaha said as he rose from his seat, flashing an encouraging wink at Marcus.

All of a sudden a nervous feeling washed over his body, as he glanced at Abby who sat across from him.

"See ya later Thelonious" Abby said with a smile.

"Yeah" Marcus added, "See you later"

Thelonious smirked at Marcus as he left the table, and nodded towards Abby. Marcus frowned at him wide eyed, telepathically tell him to shut up and get out of there.

"So.." Abby said as she looked at her friend with a smile.

She was so beautiful in the dimmed lighting, it highlighted the brightness of her smile and the crystal blue colour of her eyes. His breath caught in his throat and he felt a little sick to the stomach. The nerves were really taking their toll on him.

"Uh.." He began, "I'm gonna go get us some more drinks" His sentence was quick and he stood up abruptly as he raced over tot eh drink station, leaving Abby alone, surprised and slightly annoyed by his sudden exit.

Pull yourself together, he thought to himself as he lightly slapped his cheeks. He couldn't understand why he was so nervous about telling her how he felt, it was already so obvious that she probably already knew.

"Kane?" A voice said from behind him which caused him to turn with a start, "What are you doing?"

Marcus's gaze met Thelonious's and then the floor, "I don't know, I panicked"

"Well I think you just missed your chance tonight" His friend replied and pointed over at the table where Abby was sitting.

Marcus's eyes shot in the direction of the table to discover another boy sitting at the table with Abby. The boy was fairly tall and had blonde hair, and even from a far Marcus knew exactly who it was.

"What's he doing there?" He said under his breath before looking back at Thelonious, "Its just Jake Griffin, I don't think I have much to worry about, he's a jerk anyway."

Thelonious's brow lowered as he spoke, "Uh, you tell him that"

The pair looked on as Jake Griffin offered his hand to Abby to pull her up to her feet and walked her to the dance floor.

Marcus's stomach dropped. He watched on as his best friend, who he was in love with, got up to dance with another guy.

"Jake thinks he knows everything, Abby hates that in people, she'll figure it out." He said, trying just has hard to convince himself as he was Thelonious, that he had not missed his chance.

His friend put a hand on his shoulder and sighed, "Sorry Marcus" and walked back to his girlfriend on the dance floor.

For the rest of the night Marcus tried to kept he contents of his stomach inside his body as he watched Jake put his hands on Abby, before it was more than he could handle. He got up from his chair, slightly tipsy from the moonshine, and made his way over to where the pair were dancing arm in arm.

"I'm gonna head off Abby" He said, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

Abby let go of Jake and turned to face her friend, "What? Why? There is still an hour until this closes" She questioned.

Marcus looked around, trying his hardest not to make eye contact with Jake, "Yeah well I've had enough, so I'll see you later." He said as he turned to walk away.

"You're meant to be walking me back to my quarters remember" Abby said as she took a step towards him.

Marcus scoffed unintentionally, "I'm sure he can take you back." He motioned towards Jake, making brief eye contact for the first time since he approached them before looking back at Abby.

Jake stepped forward to intercept, "Hey Abby it's all good, I've got to head off home anyway, I'll see you tomorrow." And he placed a kiss on her cheek before walking in the opposite direction.

Marcus felt rage boil within him, which probably felt worse due to the fact that he was slightly under the influence. But the sight of, even the thought of another mans lips on Abby made his blood boil more than he thought it would.

"Whats wrong with you?" Abby said angrily as she turned back to face her friend.

Marcus scoffed, intentionally this time and turned on his heels to exit the mess hall towards the living quarters, with Abby quick in his wake. Once out the front of Abby's quarters Marcus couldn't hold in the anger anymore causing him to reply.

"Whats wrong with me? What the hell is wrong with you Abby?" He raised his voice louder than usual, but not loud enough to be a yell, "Jake Griffin? I mean come on, the guy is a total jack ass."

"What would you know Marcus? Have you ever actually spoken to him?"

"I don't need to, I hear him too often already."

"Yeah well you better get used to it because he's going to be around a lot more" She spat back at him, causing him to stop in silence.

"What?" he breathed, "Why?"

He knew what the answer was going to be before she said it, and his heart had already began to break in his chest and he could feel it as thought it splintered away piece by piece, with every half second that ticked by.

"Because he asked me out, thats why, and I said yes." She replied, her brows lowered and anger in her tone.

"Okay." He said defeated. Its over before it even began.

Surprisingly Abby scoffed at his reply, "Thats all you have to say right now? Okay?" her eyes reflected the hurt she had felt by his response, or lack there of.

"What do you want me to say Abby?" He said, "If thats what you want to do, then do it."

"Fine, I will" She paused, her voice cracking as the words left her mouth, "Goodbye Marcus."

And she turned around and shut the door in his face. He stood still for a few moments, taking in the situations, taking in the hurt. Comprehending the facts. He was too nervous, too confident, too comfortable and too late. Abby now had a boyfriend, and he didn't know how he could cope seeing that in front of him.


15 years later

Marcus walked down the hall accompanied by four other members of the guard who followed. Chancellor Jaha, one of his oldest friends, had called him over the speaker com to report immediately to his office. So Marcus followed orders, as he always did, down to the letter.

As he walked down the corridor he noticed she was walking towards him, Abby - now Abigail Griffin, with blood shot eyes and a look of pure desperation etched on her face.

"Abby I didn't see you at last nights council meeting" He said, just saying something out of the pure need to talk.

A lot had changed in the last 15 years. Thelonious Jaha had been made the Chancellor of the Ark, and he and his now wife had a son named Wells. Jake and Abby got Married, and both became council members as they were the best in their field, and they had a little girl named Clarke. Marcus became head of the guard after three short years in the field due to his excellent military knowledge, granting him a position on the council as well. He did not marry but he had a few flings here and there, but none were of any importance to him. The years had made him cold, as the person who inspired the warmth in him had drifted further and further away, until they were hardly even civil, let alone friends. Since the year of the Ball when Jake and Abby got together, Marcus and her friendship deteriorated. She no longer had much time to come and star gaze with him alone, and he wasn't interested in hanging out with Jake, despite Jakes efforts to try and form a friendship. Eventually his military training took over, and Marcus trained himself to let go of the emotions and focused on his work. And whenever he felt himself letting his wall down he always told himself, that his job was about survival and doing what he had to. His job required sacrifices, and the less he cared, the less he had to lose.

Abby glanced up at him quickly, allowing him to see her vulnerable expression, but didn't break her stride, "I had other important matters to attend to Marcus."

The name made his chest tighten, because deep down, in his heart of hearts, he still was that starlight eyed boy who wanted nothing more than to watch the stars. And despite the years that had passed, and the wall that they built between themselves, Abby Griffin would never call him Kane, he was always Marcus.

He stopped quickly to watch as she hurried away, perplexed at her current emotional state. The moment was fleeting, and he redirected his attention to his duty, and approached Jaha's quarters.

"Chancellor" He said as the door opened, "You wanted to see me."

Jaha motioned his old friend inside and asked the others to wait in the hall whilst he gives his orders.

"We have a problem" Jaha began as he paced around his room.

Marcus stepped further inside the closed door, "A problem sir?"

Jaha stopped still and looked Marcus in the eye, "I know what I should do, what I need to do, but the thought of it.." He broke off as he lowered his head. He paused for a second before looking back at Marcus, his expression making it obvious that he wanted some sort of direction.

"And you want my advice?" Marcus questioned.

"Yes. " Jaha replied, "What should I do?"

Marcus's brow lowered, he did not understand the question nor how he was meant to answer it. He was not in charge, and he can't really offer suitable advice without the whole situation, but he guessed he'd have to try.

"Well I would do my duty. Sometimes we have to make sacrifices for the greater good. That's what the job is about Jaha, thats why you were voted in, because the people of the Ark trust you to make the right decision."

Jaha paused for a moment, obviously weighing up his options. He closed his eyes and breathed out slowly. Marcus looked on troubled with what he was about to be asked to do.

"Okay" Jaha said as he opened his eyes. "I will do what I know is right. I will do what I must. He will be arrested and floated."

Marcus raised an eyebrow, "Who?"

Jaha waved his hands in front of his face in a dismissing fashion and hurried Marcus to the door, "You don't have much time, you need to go an arrest him now. He is in Alpha station, maintenance bay two sixteen"

"What am I arresting him for?"

"Treason. Take him straight to the execution bay."

"Okay sir" Marcus said with a nod before walking out the door.


As he approached the entrance to maintenance bay two sixteen, Marcus breathed out heavily. This had become routine for him, he became used to detaching himself from any sort of emotional aspect of his job. He had lost too many people he knew, for reasons that would be considered trivial had they been on earth. But they were not on earth, and the ark was dying, and they couldn't afford to use supplies on people who could not follow even the smallest of rules. As he approached Alpha station's maintenance bay two sixteen, he smoothed his slick backed hair with his hand, breathing out slowly, preparing himself for the task he was about to do. He had done it many times before, torn apart a family and became the devils advocate. And today was no different to any other day, and the familiarity of this situation made him calm and disconnected as he raised his chin slightly to appear dominate as the door slid open.

Two figures appeared behind the sliding door, a tall blonde man and a teenage blonde girl, standing hugging each other. Marcus took a second to realise who it was and when he did, it hit him like a ton of bricks. He felt the contents of his stomach rise to the back of his throat and the wind was knocked straight out of him, making it hard for him to breathe. Jake Griffin stood there, with his arms wrapped around his sixteen year old daughter, holding her as she cried. They knew the guard was coming, and they knew what it meant. Marcus Kane had to arrest and then execute Jake Griffin, and lock Clarke in a holding cell. He had to single handedly tear Abby Griffins family apart.

"Sir" One of the guards questioned Marcus, and he realised that he hadn't said a single word since they arrived, yet he couldn't bring himself to even murmur.

"Sir" the guard repeated, "What are your orders?"

Marcus eyes found Jake Griffin's, who stared back unwavering.

"Jaha said to take them to the holding cell" Marcus lied.

"Yes sir" The guard said as they began to move Jake and Clarke out the door.

"Kane please" Jake begged, "She has nothing to do with this, leave her out of it."

Marcus felt his throat swell again, knowing he couldn't drop his persona in front of his fellow guards, but finding it hard to stay composed, "Jake I'm.." He started, but the pair had been forcefully evacuated the room before he could finish.

Before they were even out of his sight Marcus broke into a flat out sprint towards Jaha's quarters, his heart pounding in his chest and sweat dripping down his brow. He crashed through the door and found Jaha sitting on the back of his arm chair staring out the viewing bay.

"You can't do it!" Marcus said frantically, "You can't execute Jake Griffin!"

Jaha shook his head as his eyes met the floor, "Kane.."

"No" Marcus shook his head, "No you can't! How could you not tell me who… I would never have encouraged you to… There is no way I am going to…" He spoke as he paced the room, urgently trying to figure out a solution.

"You swore an oath.." Jaha said calmly.

"I don't give a damn about the oath!" his voice rose as he answered back at his friend, "Make an exception!"

"You know I can't do that, rules are rules! Besides, you hate Jake Griffin!" Jaha was getting frustrated now.

"It'll ruin her!" Marcus finally yelled.

The words hung eerily in the silence that they caused, as Marcus breathed in and out heavily. Jaha's eyes found the floor once more as he sighed and composed himself. He realised why this case was different for Marcus.

Suddenly tears began to well, and Marcus looked at his friend and chancellor with pleading eyes, as they rolled down his cheeks, "Thelonious, I can't do this to her."

Jaha stood straight and his whole demeanour changed from one of empathy to one of coldness, "This is not your decision to make Kane, now do your duty. That is an order. I expect to see you back in here within the hour to debrief me, or you will suffer consequences."

Marcus could not believe what he was hearing. How could Jaha be so unforgiving to someone he considered a close friend, and how could he possibly expect Marcus to willingly participate in the execution of Abby's husband and the arrest of her daughter.


Nothing in his life had been harder than the situation he was placed in at that very moment, apart from the time that he stood in the back and watched Abby say 'I do' to none other than Jake Griffin. He remembers the exact moment their lips touched, and she swore herself to another man and how his heart had never felt so empty in his life… but at least she was happy. Now he had to be the one to completely and utterly tear her heart in two. Not only would she witness the execution of the man that she loves, she would have to say goodbye to her daughter until the days she turns 18 to be reviewed. And even then, there is a high possibility that she would be executed too due to the nature of her 'crimes', and Marcus would be the cause of that. He would be the cause of Abby Griffins heartbreak.

He stood still, his mind in a daze when the Griffin family were brought into the execution bay. The arresting officer was always to be the execution supervisor, so it was inevitable that he was to not only witness the event, but eventually give the order to eject. The thought of his made his knees weaken, however he couldn't dare show it in front of the other officers. He couldn't even show that he cared, otherwise it would appear as a sign of weakness, one that his position could not afford.

He locked eyes with Jake as he was lead in first, his arms in shackles and his two girls hanging on to each other trailing him. He could see the look in his eye, the one that Marcus knew too well. Acting like it doesn't affect you but inside you're dying. His eyes dropped to the floor briefly to compose his collected demeanour before daring to glance up at Abby.

She hadn't had the chance to really look at the guard in the room as her eyes were too swollen from crying, and she was more focused on her daughter than those around her. After a few seconds she scanned the room quickly when her eyes locked on Marcus Kane. The contents of her stomach felt as though it was about to come out her mouth when she saw him standing there, hands behind his back, hair slicked back. Her heart already began to break just at the sight of him, positioned by the airlock chamber. And it dawned on her that her husband was arrested by her childhood friend. That Marcus had evidently orchestrated the death of Jake. At the thought of that, a fire sparked inside her, full of betrayal.

As the family said their goodbyes, hugging helplessly and trying to savour every last second of their final encounter, Marcus felt his stomach flip, and he couldn't bring himself to watch it. He diverted his eyes to the airlock chamber, focusing on the stars outside the Ark, wishing he could go back to a time when he wasn't the man he had become. To the time when he would be the cause of Abby's smile, not an executioner.

Jake stepped into the chamber as Abby and Clarke stood watch, hysterically crying.

"I love you both, so much." Jake said with a sad smile, "Never forget that."

"No Dad please" Clarke begged as she tried to break free of her mothers grip, fighting hard to save her father in anyway that she could, but it was no use, "I love you Dad, no please!"

Abby held her tightly, barely holding it together herself, and she cried as she spoke, "I love you."

The guard looked towards Marcus as he held his hand on the eject button, silently awaiting orders to push. Marcus looked towards a broken Abby, her looked over to him with an expression that screamed for him to not go ahead with it, but he couldn't back away. Jaha would not let him get away with it, and he would be punished, and he is sure that would have something to do with punishing Abby too, knowing Jaha these days.

He held his breath and closed his eyes for a second, cursing himself for what he was about to do, and praying to whatever god there was in the whole galaxy that Abby would eventually forgive him. He opened his eyes, and looked towards his fellow guard, moving his head ever so slightly indicating a nod, approving the order to execute and eject Jake Griffin.

With a loud gush of air, one that was so fleeting that if you blinked you'd miss it, but a noise so loud that it was impossible to ignore, Jake was gone. Floated into space. Clarke immediately ran out of the room, and due to her arrest, the only other present guard took off after her, which left Abby and Marcus alone in the execution bay.

A prolonged moment of silence was broken when Abby walked towards the airlock chamber doors, staring out into outer parts of the galaxy, placing her hand on the glass doors as if she was hoping that he would just appear again.

Marcus could hardly breathe, what was left of his broken heart pounding against his chest.

"Abby" he began softly, "I'm sorry."

She didn't respond straight away, the only noise that left her mouth was the whimpers of her sobs, as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I had no choice" He said, placing a hand on her shoulder, but she was quick to smack his hand away, startling him.

"We always have a choice" She said, staring at him now, her blood shot eyes full of anger, "So don't give me that shit. You chose to execute the man I loved."

She walked quickly towards the door before he could even rebut her statement, but he knew there was nothing more he could say.

She stopped at the door only briefly to look back over her shoulder, not to look at him, but to make sure he could understand her next words.

"I will never forgive you, Kane."

As she walked away, his heart shattered into pieces beyond repair. After everything, he could somehow sleep at night because he always held onto the fact she still considered him the boy she knew. But her words solidified that he was no longer that man, he was no longer her Marcus. He was now officially Kane to her, and that hurt more than anything.