Final Grief
Final Grief
Author:
Neth
Rating: PG
Summery: After grief, there is still more
grief as those left behind mourn. ELF.
Category: Character Death, Angst
Disclaimer: I own nada, if I owned seaQuest, I'd have all
the episodes on tape! Plus I would have made a few changes, like no man-eating
plants!!!! Seriously, I don't own anything remotely big or important, so leave
me alown!
Author's note: I love Lucas like an older brother (maybe
younger since I was born before him…. But he's older than me so….), and I generally
don't like hurting those I love. But I just thought I should have a go. There's
enough fics out there where he tries something (evident in this) and doesn't
succeed. Well, he does here (thought I'd make a change). It's based in season
3, but doesn't have season three characters in (I don't know their names or
personalities). This is cause I figured if he was gona do this, that would be
the season he'd do it in. Hope ya like!
*****
The mourners stood in the rain and damp of
the cemetery. The priest babbled on, but no one really listened. They were too
busy mourning their friend, surrogate family member whether it be brother or
son.
Why the priest? He hadn't been a religious
person and didn't believe in a god. Suppose it was more the sense of normalness
it provided in the whirlwind of confusion and grief.
There were many people there, and only two
had a dry face. Those where at the back, exiled by the others though allowed to
be here because they shared blood with the person they mourned, gave life to
him.
But the true family of the person being
lowered into the grave, the people that were family by choice were all standing
there in black, crying and holding onto one another for support. And outside the
walls was a group of cameras and reporters.
The boy genius who'd lived on the seaQuest
had died; it was a story all right. Who gave a damn about those who cried,
those who grieved? They didn't matter!
At that point, the closest family member was
asked to step up and say the Eulogy, the first of the many. The priest was
surprised when it was not the parents but a retired captain that stood up. His
tanned skin watered and stained with salty water not of the sea or sky but of the
immense pain that filled his being to the brim.
"Lucas…Lucas was an amazing kid, man. It was
hard to not love him be it as a brother or son. He… he would give his life for
any of us, and had saved us all.
At first he was a little cocky to put it
mildly, but that was just his defense. He was sensitive and private, but warm
and kind and loyal. We didn't love him because he was clever or because we
could show off and say 'look at this kid we've got on the boat, aint he
clever!' We loved him for who he was…
Good-bye kiddo, you were a son to me and I'll
always love you. We'll all miss you so very much. May you find peace in death"
Bridger walked off and into the arms of Kristen and broke down crying, her arms
around her and face also stained with tears that would never end. Several
others spoke, but the last two were special.
Ben, who had come just for this, and Tony
stood up together. Their natures and relationship with Lucas similar but
different. They'd both been the jokers and the person Lucas played practical
jokes on the crew with. And he was a younger brother to both.
"We… we never met before a few days ago, Tony
and me. But we both felt we should give our Eulogy together. God knows we
shared the responsibility of getting Lucas into trouble…" and so they went on.
Talking of some of the adventures they'd gotten into, and how much they would
miss the lively young man. The boy that had been their brother and fellow kid
among the crew.
But of all of the Eulogies, the last one was
the strangest. Kristen stepped forward for the second time, and took a deep
breath.
"The final person was one of Lucas' best
friends. They spent so much time together, and never hid their true selves from
each other. Each meaning so much to the other. However, due to classified
reasons, he can't be here. He has left a recording though" and with that she
nodded to an invisible person who played the tape.
"Lucas gone, Darwin sad. Pod is sad. Pod not
same. Darwin miss Lucas. Lucas loved pod and pod loved Lucas. But Lucas sad,
lost pod members. Lucas played with Darwin. Lucas Darwin friend. Darwin miss
Lucas. Lucas gone. Pod sad. Bye Lucas. Pod cry for you. Darwin cry for you.
Brother. Feel absence already. Hurt already. Find peace." And it shut off. All
who knew who it was knew what it had meant. Those that didn't had an idea, but
not a true idea, and wondered why the person said pod and not family…
The grievers all dressed in black walked off
to Lucas' home, the seaQuest. Tears were marked on their faces, standing out
more than rain ever could. People clung to friends and loved ones stumbling
along only because they had to. A big crowd had come to mourn the death of the
brilliant boy. Nothing could ever say how much his absence would hurt, more
than anything else. There had been no meaning to his death for he had killed himself.
Why? He had lost so many friends, was forced to be a man when he was still a
boy, was forced to be a person who could not be.
But as the mourners walked away, a person
enveloped in a dull light watched, a single tear falling down his cheek.
Looking at the new stone, he read it in his mind.
' Lucas Wolenzak. Beloved friend, son and
brother to many. We will miss you to the end of eternity and beyond. Good bye,
lost amigo'
The figure looked back up from the stone, and
didn't bother to wipe his tear away, his figure partly translucent.
"Good-bye family" He said and turned to walk
away. He had not found peace in death, only grief for those left behind. But he
was free. Free. "I love you all"