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Title: A place without hope
Author: [info]onceuponapillow
Character: Logan
Rating: PG
Word count: 420
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Warning: Spoilers if you haven't seen the end of season 2
Summary: Stainless steel and death as far as the eye could see, and there was no hope in death
A/N: I wrote this a while ago. I'm just now posting it here. I haven't had a beta go over this.

 

If someone had asked him a few years ago to name a place without hope, it wouldn’t have been here, and not because it wasn’t true but because the thought just wouldn’t have crossed his mind. He probably would have thrown out the name of some third world country, after all hadn’t there been enough news broadcasts over the years showing starving children sleeping in broken down cardboard shacks. They had seemed pretty hopeless to him.


Except he’d come to realize something over the last few minutes, as long as there was life there was hope. There may be very little hope but there is hope nonetheless. So if someone were to ask him now to name a place without hope his answer would unequivocally be: The morgue. There was nothing but stainless steel and death as far as the eye could see, and there was no hope in death.

“Are you ready?”

Logan glanced up at the man across from him who was wearing a white coat and wire rimmed glasses, perched on the edge of his nose. He was doing his best to look sympathetic, but Logan could tell he’d been doing this job way to long to be truly affected. Glancing down at the table in front of him Logan played the question over in his mind.

Are you ready?’

Was he?

He’d thought he’d been when the sheriff had smugly informed him that he’d have to identify the body. He’d marched into the morgue with a sense of purpose, wanting to wipe that smirk right off that bastards face, but now he wasn’t so sure. He wasn’t sure he was ready to let go of the hope.

The hope that one day he would be able to fight back and match Aaron blow for blow.

The hope that he would one day make him pay for the pain and humiliation his mother had suffered.

The hope that he could watch Aaron’s world crumble when the truth of what kind of man he really was came out.

And pitifully the long denied childish hope of having a real father. A father who loved and took care of his family, a father who didn’t break his wife’s heart with his infidelity, or cause his son to flinch every time he entered the room. As soon as that sheet was pulled back he would have to face the fact that his father was dead, and with him the hope.

“I know this is hard son, but are you ready?”

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