Tomorrow is my 2 year ficaversary. Hard to believe. This fandom and this show touched me like no other and I will never forget it or the wonderful people I met because of it. I felt like I should post something even if it was just this little bittersweet drabble.
Much love!
I hate you Fox Broadcasting, with the fire of a thousand suns.
Disclaimer: I don't own Lie To Me.
It's been two years since she finally left him. Worked up the courage and walked out the door without a backward glance.
A year ago she finally stopped thinking of him every day, every night. A year ago she stopped missing the warmth of his hand on her back, the gentle lilt in his voice when he called her 'darling.'
Six months ago she read the dedication of his latest book, threw it across the room and wept for hours, her body wracked with silent sobs when there were no more tears to shed.
Five months ago she put their picture back on her credenza. That night that they had been smiling for the cameras and genuinely happy. For the first time since she left, she remembered what happy felt like with him.
It was only four months ago when she first noticed his car at the end of her walk, three months ago that his name appeared on her caller ID.
Two months later and the emails started. One a day, every day, each one only three simple words: Forgive me, Gillian.
A week ago she answered. Two simple words: I have.
Five nights ago he showed up on her doorstep, stared silently at the warm glow in her window and walked away without ever knocking. He'd come back every night since.
Tonight she left the door open.
It's never over.