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Blindspot Fanfic:
The Sun Must Rest
AN: So I currently have two Blindspot stories I’m working on, on Fanfic.net. One, which will be this one, isn’t uploaded yet. Pretty much this is the first chapter and I just wanted to see how people liked it and if they would be willing to read the story if I continue. Obviously when your reading you will notice some differences from the show. This pretty much is just a set up for later chapters, and continues into season 4 where Jane is Remi. My other story is a continuation off of the first season into the second, my own creative take. There’s only like 2 chapters right now and if you decided to check it out my account name is Hay389. You’ll also notice that it hasn’t been updated in a few months but don’t worry I’m working on it and chapters are coming very soon. Sorry for the long comment and thank you to everyone who read through it all. Hope you enjoy this, please let me know. Also sorry for any mistakes, don’t have a beta. The bold is a flashback.
The leaves on the trees are beautiful mixtures of reds, yellows, and oranges. Most though are scattered all over the ground, creating a crunching sound when anyone dares to walk through them. Their color is fading into a muddy brown, and while they aren't as pretty, the overall setting resembles a sunset. In contrast, the sun is rising in the east, a variety of pinks, purples, and blues painting the sky. The moon still hangs in the world above, but the birds are already wide awake chirping their usual morning tune. A patch of sunlight reveals itself, and Remi stands still closing her eyes, allowing the sun to soak into her skin. "Enjoying your sun bath," Roman jokes.
Remi chuckles. “Very funny. Maybe you should try it sometime, you are looking rather pale." Roman put his hand over his heart, “Ouch sis, and here I thought my tan was perfect. Say, is today the day you’re finally going to explain why you do it?"
Remi smiled at her brother, her hazel eyes boring into his bright green ones, her voice taking on a more serious tone. “You are still too young to understand, but I promise one day you will."
And as the sun sets in the west, those same beautiful oranges, yellows, and reds plastered over the sky, Roman finally understands why his sister did it. He realizes she was right, he was just a 13 year old kid looking for an answer he would have laughed at, but know as a 30 year old man currently laying up against his favorite childhood tree, holding in whatever blood hadn't already found its way out, he felt the hot rays of the sun hit his already clammy skin and heard the birds chirp their final goodbyes to the day. He somehow felt at peace. It was something that could not be put into words but had to be experienced personally, like trying your first ice cream cone or that magical first kiss. He can't count how many times his sister has done this exact same thing, but he can clearly remember the look of peace she held on her face and that makes him smile. As the years past and they grew, he used to think she forgot what that felt like, because he surely did. Not only that, she kept her promise, just like always. He used to wish for this day all the time, the one where she would provide him some stupid explanation so he could laugh, but now that it's here he doesn't mind it being the last thing that runs through his mind before death takes him. And he's sure if he strains his ears enough, positive it's not just from blood loss, he can hear his sister in the distance call out his name. Then when she appears next him pressing down on the wound he gave up on, Roman knows it’s not fake anymore. His sister Re-, no his sister Jane came back for him even after all the hell he put her through. A tear rolls down his cheek, too out of it to fully focus on what his sister is saying, as he stares at the person who wasn't his sister but is. This makes him realize he never should have given up on her, no matter if Jane remembered him or not. Then another tear slips out, as he remembers his sister isn't too off from joining him on the other side. He wishes he had known zipping her would have been lethal in the end, because he would have stopped her from taking it. Roman can't change the past though, so he prays that the team will find the clues he left behind that will lead to her cure. His sister deserves a long and fulfilling life. "Roman, stay with me." he can hear Jane plead. Roman can feel his body turning ice cold. "I'm afraid," he softly whimpers, “I don't want to die alone."
Listening to her brother whisper that finally lets the tears she has been holding back fall. "You’re not alone," Jane reassured Roman, “I’m right here." Hearing those words was all he needed. Roman felt his eyes grow heavier, and eventually it became too much and they started to flutter. He mumbled I love you, sure he didn't form coherent words, but positive he got the message across when she smiled down at him. As he took one last look at his sister, who was now holding him in her lap, he was glad she would be the last thing he saw.
When Roman's eyes didn't open, Jane knew he moved on, but she wasn't ready to let go mentally and physically. He has only been gone for a few seconds and she already mourns the lost memories she may never get back, and the new future they could have had together. At this moment she doesn't care about how he chose shepherd over her or that he made the team’s lives’ hell these past few years, she just wants her brother back. The only person who cared about her when no one else did. She's just happy that he got to spend his last moment in a place held close to both of them, instead of being left alone in some wooded area. Jane swept the little strands of hair out of his face to get one last good look at him. He might have been dead, but his face looked at peace. That's all she cared about, Roman being in a better place.
She's not sure how much longer she sat there, but it must have been a while because Kurt had practically dragged her away from the body so the coroner could take it away. "I'm sorry," he whispered soothingly, over and over again into her ear as she held him close for comfort. Jane wanted to say he wasn't sorry, because wasn't that their original plan? Take out the threat if necessary. Kurt didn't know how she felt, it wasn’t like that was Sarah currently being dragged off in a body bag, and Taylor didn't count. Sure it was a very sad and unfortunate event, but he was just a kid, and Taylor’s resting at peace herself. This though dived into much more complications. Jane knew he was just trying to be supportive so she just held on. When he winced, she knew enough was enough and he had to go to the hospital. "You have to go get that looked at."
"I'm fine," Kurt lied," I already got it bandaged up by paramedics. They told me to make sure I keep it clean and change the pads when it starts to bleed through. I just need rest. So do you."
Jane sighed not in the mood to put up a big fight. “I would rather you got checked out by a real doctor."
"Jane I promise you I am fine. Why don't we head back to the hotel and get some rest. Then if you want we can start planning for Roman’s funeral. Ok?"
"Ok." she replied.
Di ko alam kung ano pumasok sa utak ko that i decided to 'talk' to you AGAIN?!?
I’m sorry that i can’t stop myself from bothering you. I wish may self-control ako. But this time, nawala eh. Bumida si Batman. Sorry. On the other hand, i was relieved na things are better compared to before. Everything on my side was ‘pretty normal’. Or should i say ‘abnormal’ since this is exactly the complete opposite of what my reaction would have been if i was the ‘me’ from before? Anyway, i think naconfirm ko na ang matagal ko nang gustong iconfirm. I AM NOW OVER YOU! (i hope i am right and 100% sure this time) I didn’t feel anything kasi eh. It was like me talking to an ‘old friend’… Unlike nung convo namin ni jellyeiz. This is so different from it. I wasn’t feeling giddy nor super kilig and happy. Kasi i remember when i was ‘talking’ to jellyeiz i was like super happy/kilig/shocked and it put me in a good mood. But yours was like ‘meh’… Is it coz he was more interesting than you are… I mean our convo? But we basically talked about the same thing. Idk i guess i had less feelings for you now. Better yet, i shall put it as i have no more feelings for you now :) Thank you for making it smooth and easy-peazy for me. Thank you for not making it hard for me. I guess this is finally my goodbye to you. Bye Paul! Always take care okay. And may you find your true happiness. :)