Memento Mori


A Selection of shorts and unrelated one-shots. Mostly stuff that comes to my head while watching the show or things I think should have happened. Things I would like to see. Jane Centric, but there will be shorts about the other characters as well.


Following on from that absolutely heartbreaking finale, i thought I would write a little something even more heartbreaking...cause I am a writer that don't like to give my characters breaks...just like the writers of the show. Hope you have your tissues.


Mancala

MANCALA

Jane smiled to herself and played with the hem of her trouser leg, watching as her brother clumsily placed the Mancala stones in the awaiting pockets. She stared at the board, having already planned her next six moves before he had finished his second. He always had a habit of only strategising his own moves, only thinking about where he would go. It was why she was always able to beat him. Jane watched the way Roman's hands moved over the board, taking three large sips of her tea. The earthy smell of it relaxed her, the steam that rose from the cup warming her face as she savored the spicy flavor.

The room was cool, but not uncomfortably so, a soft yellow glow coming from the single bulb above. Jane leaned against the metal frame of the bed, the soft material of her blanket acting as a pillow for her back.

"Your move." Roman said smugly, a smirk crossing his features as he took a large chug of his beer. Jane expertly pulled of her six moves, adding 17 stones to her space. She smiled back at Roman, a toothy grin pulling at her lips.

There was the sound of soft music coming from the small radio in the corner, the sound slightly distorted with static. She watched as Roman played his turn only half listening to the song on the radio. Roman finished his turn and chuckled slightly, tucking his bare feet away under his legs. Looking down at the board, Jane frowned. He had changed his method and now, she only had two moves instead of the four she had planned. She smiled at him, scoping up the stones and gently placing them in the pockets.

The soft yellow light flickered above her as she played. Roman watched her from his place on the floor. The beer bottle hanging from two fingers as he twiddled his toes. Jane finished her move then turned her face towards her brother once more. He looked down at the board and sighed. Finishing the game in three more moves.

Jane smiled at the smirk that crossed her brothers face, finishing the dregs of her tea and placing the cup gently beside her. The sound of the cup hitting the hard floor echoed throughout the room. The light flickered above her again, suddenly become so bright it hurt her eyes.

"You can't keep letting me win you know." Roman suddenly said. Getting to his feet and walking over to the book stand. He picked up the book Jane had been reading the night before, flicking curiously through the pages.

"I'm not letting you win..." She said/ "Not really..."

"Why's that?" It was a simple question, with a simple answer. Jane looked down to the floor, once again playing with the slightly tattered hem of her trouser leg. She bit her lip to stop it from trembling.

"Because you're not really here." She whispered, looking up from the floor and towards her brother. The siblings stared at each other for a moment, the room silent. Jane felt something wet on her face as she pushed her lips together. Trying to control her breathing. Getting shakily to her feet, she perched on the edge of her bed.

"Because you're dead."

Roman shrugged slightly, placing the book back on the table.

"Well yeah. There's that." He said, sitting beside her. She could feel the warmth of his body next to hers, feel the rough skin of his hand as he placed it on top of her own. He felt so real.

"I'm sorry."

He was silent, glazing at her questioningly. "I'm so sorry I couldn't save you." She sniffed. The tears ran down her cheeks, falling from her chin in large fat drops. She felt him squeeze her hand, placing his arms around her and hugging her tightly. She knew it wasn't real. Knew he wasn't real, but she didn't care.

"It's not your fault." She heard him say. She sobbed.

"I'm supposed to protect you...and I…." She pulled away from him, her shoulders slumping. She paid no attention to the camera at the end of the room. The solid red recording light had been mocking her ever since she had locked herself away in this room. That was three weeks ago. She didn't care that she would be seen talking to herself. It would only be Patterson watching anyway.

"I miss you." She said. "I miss you so much."

Roman wiped away her tears, placing a soft kiss on her forehead.

"I love you...and I will see you again." He smiled. Jane's bottom lip trembled as she leaned against the wall, pulling her knees up to her chest. When she looked round to where Roman had been sitting, the space was now empty. Hugging her legs, she rested her chin on her knees.

"See you soon." She whispered.


I am really hoping to see more of Roman on the show. Even if it is in Flashbacks and hallucinations. Hope you enjoyed and may I just take this moment to say...(spoilers)

REMI'S BACK WHOOP WHOOP. CANT WAIT TO SEE HOW SHE FUCKS SHIT UP!