Forgiveness
Warning: Lost is a show you should watch all the way through before reading this fan fiction story. If you haven't seen every episode, including the series finale do not read further. But since it's been two years and you're reading fan fiction you either have seen every single episode, or you don't care and are ignoring this warning. Either way enjoy. This is set in purgatory, yes I believe the flash-sideways univers of the final season was purgatory.
Michael returned home to his apartment when he saw a familiar face, Libby. He remembered her from his previous life. If she remembered she wouldn't be smiling to see him. Maybe she wanted revenge, after wht Michael had done he couldn't blame her.
Libby: Hello Michael.
Michael; You recognize me?
Libby: Yeah, and I remember everything.
Michael: Okay. I don't know what kind of revenge you can take here but you're welcome to try, I deserve it.
Libby: Michael I didn't come for vengeance, I came to forgive you.
Michael: Thank you. That means more than I can say. Still, I am sorry for what I did. So what now?
Libby: We're leaving, going upstairs, so to speak.
Michael: Good for you. Who else is going?
Libby: Hurly, Jack, actually most of the old gang from the island. You can come too, if you want.
Michael: Thanks but Walt is still on the island, doing Hurley's old job. If it takes 1000 years I need to wait, make things right with him.
Libby: Fair enough. Take care.
Michael: You too.
