Stephanie (slybrunette) wrote,
Stephanie
slybrunette

Title: Fatal Flaw
Fandom: Lost
Characters/Pairings: Ana/Michael
Prompt: Crack!Pairings for toestastegood
Word Count: 1,572
Rating: R
Warnings: Character Death
Summary: Post 2.20 - Two For The Road. What if it was Ana left alive after the shooting, instead of Libby?

He stares at the gun she hands him for the longest time, thinking about what he’s about to do, trying to go over the reasons he thought up a long time ago. This is about getting his son back. It’s not like it’s a meaningless killing, and it’s not personal. Somehow that’s supposed to make things better.

 

“I’m sorry,” he says it to the gun, not to her. He can’t look at her, can’t let his eyes betray what he’s about to do.

 

Her voice sounds broken down, full of emotion, as she asks, “For what?”

 

He takes a breath, and in one smooth motion he looks toward her, and fires. One shot, shaky aim, but it seems to do the trick.

 

Then Libby comes in, and suddenly he’s got two deaths on his hands. But he doesn’t have time to think about that, he has very little time at all, and he moves on.

 

When he shoots himself in the shoulder, eyes locked on this man who calls himself Henry Gale, this man who thinks Michael has come to kill him, he prays they keep their word. He’s more than fulfilled his end of the bargain.

 

---

 

Except, as it turns out, he hasn’t.

 

He’s in the process of telling Jack this lie he’s made up, about some man who had come out of nowhere, who had a gun. “He shot me,” he says, and Jack believes him with no effort whatsoever. And it’s almost too easy.

 

Then he hears Kate yelling from inside the hatch and it’s all over. “Jack, she’s alive.”

 

Jack passes him off to Eko, and goes running to where Kate is, standing by the body that sits on the couch. Ana. And she’s breathing. He can barely see the rise and fall of her chest, but it’s there.

 

It’s all downhill from there.

 

---

 

Jack thinks he can save her. John and Eko talk him out of going after Henry Gale, talk him into focusing his efforts on saving Ana, and it works because that’s all Jack does for the next several hours. He barks orders at Kate and Sawyer, but other than that Michael barely sees him.

 

This is the first time he finds himself hoping that Jack can’t save someone. That must make him a bad person, but his ass is on the line if she does, and that’s not a risk he can take.

 

---

 

“The next 24 hours are crucial, but there’s a chance that she’ll make it.” Jack seems to be trying to make himself believe it as well.

 

“Has she said anything?” Michael asks, wondering if she’s fingered him as the guy who shot her. He thinks that he would know on Jack’s body language alone. Jack isn’t a very good liar.

 

“No, she’s not conscious yet.” Jack looks up at him, furrowing his brows, “Why?”

 

“No reason.”

 

---

 

“Jack says Ana’s going to be fine.” Kate says, with a relieved smile on her face that Michael doesn’t quite get. It’s not like they were the best of friends.

 

“Wow,” he replies, trying for impressed and happy, but not getting anything more than nonchalance. Kate doesn’t seem to notice. “That’s like some kind of miracle, right?”

 

Kate shrugs, reaching for something in one of the cabinets over the sink. “She doesn’t remember anything though.”

 

His eyes light up, his mood lifting, but she isn’t even looking at him. Even so, he tries to keep his voice level. “Really?”

 

“Yeah,” Kate answers, “although Jack says it’s probably only temporary.”

 

Temporary is better than nothing. It gives him some time to figure out what to do next.

 

---

 

He offers to watch her so that Jack can go to the funeral. It takes a great deal of prodding, but Jack lets him.

 

With everyone gone he contemplates finishing her off. He could suffocate her with the pillow; say that she just stopped breathing, that there was nothing he could do. What’s another lie on top of all the others he’s told in the past few days? He can’t risk her remembering and telling everyone.

 

And yet he can’t quite bring himself to. He doesn’t even know if he could, what with his arm in the sling. But that’s just physically. He’s not a murderer, or at least he wasn’t until yesterday, and it’s really not in his nature. He’s done what he’s come to do; he’s set things in motion already. Why should she die if she doesn’t have to?  

 

He’s staring at the pillow in his hand, like he did with that gun, trying to work up that same courage, and he almost doesn’t hear her when she says, “Are you going to do it or not?”

 

Michael hadn’t realized that she was awake. “What?”

 

“You going to finish what you started or not?”

 

He frowns, “Jack said you didn’t remember anything –“

 

“I lied.” She cuts him off.

 

It makes no sense. “Why?”

 

“I want to know why you did it.” Ana tells him. She coughs hard, and he wonders if maybe that means something, wonders if she’ll die right here and now, but it’s just a cough, and she’s fine seconds later. “Why did you shoot me?”

 

“They made a deal with me. I had to let their leader go, then they’d give me back my boy.” It’s a half-truth. He leaves out the part about having to bring Jack, Kate, Sawyer, and Hurley to them, because that’s the crucial part, that’s the part he’s not done with yet. “I have to get him back; I didn’t have any other choice.”

 

He waits for her to start in on him, waits for her to tell him that that’s not a good enough reason, but she just says, “I was pregnant once. Got shot on the job, miscarried.” She’s not looking at him. “I’m just saying I know what it’s like, I get that you would do anything to get him back.”

 

It feels like forgiveness, which is anything but what he was looking to hear from her.

 

A smarter man, one who was cut out for cold-blooded murder, would’ve realized that something was up, that this was not the end, things were not that simple.

 

Michael is not that man.

 

---

 

Jack resists his plan to go out after the Others, he won’t leave Ana alone until she’s fully healed, and without Jack he’s missing someone, and he just knows that won’t be good enough. So now they have to wait. Michael doesn’t like that idea. He just wants to get his son back, and he wants to do it now before the Others decide to change their minds and go back on their deal.

 

But he doesn’t have any other choice.

 

---

 

Ana heals quickly, and for that he’s grateful. She doesn’t tell anyone about what happened, still fakes memory loss, and Jack doesn’t push. He also doesn’t lose the hope that maybe she’ll remember.

 

She’s acts normal around Michael, even sympathetic about him getting shot, and it’s a good show, although once, when they’re alone again, she asks him, “Why did you shoot yourself?”

 

He doesn’t ask her how she even knows that he did. “I had to make it look real.”

 

That and, he thinks, penance.

 

---

 

He gets his arm out of that sling in two weeks, she’s up and moving around the same time, and for the life of him he can’t understand why they’re not going after the Others.

 

Jack won’t hear it though, and Michael decides that the less face time he has with Jack the better.

 

---

 

The first time that they’re both on hatch duty since the shooting she makes a pass at him, which is ridiculous, because he fucking shot her, and now she’s not only decided to forgive him, but she apparently wants to screw him.

 

Perhaps he underestimated just how messed up she really is.

 

She kisses him, backed against the counter, and when he pushes her away, starting to ask her what the hell she thinks she’s doing, when she silences him with a, “shut up.”

 

He does, lets her take control, back him into the bedroom. His instincts tell him that this isn’t a good idea, that he has no idea what’s going on in her head, but he ignores them. He’s not thinking clearly.

 

“The computer’s going to go off in a few minutes,” he says, as she shoves him back onto the bed, climbing on top of him.

 

“This won’t take long.”

 

He’s not sure how he’s supposed to take that.

 

Her hands work at his jeans, as she tells him, “You remember how you asked why I didn’t tell Jack that I did remember – that I knew that you shot me?”

 

It’s an odd conversation to be having right now. But he’s curious to know where she’s going with this, so all he says is, “Yeah.”

 

“You ever think,” she begins, pausing as she grinds against him, “maybe it’s because I knew what he – what they – would do to you once they found out. That maybe I wanted my own revenge.”

 

She makes a move like she’s about to take off her shirt, and he doesn’t realize until it’s too late that she’s actually reaching for a knife.

 

The last thing he feels is the cold metal of the knife against his throat, blood, and then nothing.

 

He should’ve seen it coming.

Tags: !fic, challenge: lostsquee, fandom: lost, ship: lost: michael/ana
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