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the birds began to sing 
23rd-May-2010 02:43 am
Life on Mars (Sam & Gene hold hands)
Title: the birds began to sing
Fandom: Ashes to Ashes
Rating: G
Word Count: 720 words.
Notes: Sam/Gene. Spoilers for A2A 3.08. I apparently couldn't resist this twist either.

He watched as Alex left, not allowing himself to feel sorrow for a conclusion well-earned. She'd fought him and she'd stood by him, and she'd lost everything she'd ever wanted. She deserved peace. This was right. He'd suffer on in silence. And anyway, he might forget again, if he was lucky. It was easier that way, he realised, shutting it all up into a little part of himself, the one that raged and raged and raged.

Keats had given up the pretence of humanity, all snarling teeth and bared claws. "All alone. No one to care. Awww, diddums."

Gene despised him in that moment, but acceded the point. He was. Alone. No longer the Guv to anyone but his own mind. For a time, at the very least. And maybe that was right too, the way it should be. Just him and the devil, dancing round together in some morbid tango of life and love.

"He's not, actually," a voice said. Gene daren't turn around. He felt rather than saw Sam's presence stand next to him; sensed the disingenuous body-heat, heard his artificial breaths of air.

"You're dead," Keats snarled, no longer looking at Gene. Any menacing note he'd previously held was muted.

"So are you," Sam replied, voice smooth and calm. Gene risked a glance. Sam was poised like a coiled spring, hands surprisingly still, shoulders set.

"I thought you were thirsty, Sam?" Gene finally asked. "All those years ago?"

"Unlike you, Gene, when times get tough, I don't always resort to drink."

"Just occasionally."

"When the time really calls for it, yeah."

"Oh, aren't you sweet?" Keats sneered.

Gene dragged Keats forward by his lapels, giving his own animalistic grimace, and shoved him back. "Yes we are, now run along."

With a growl, a skip, and a hop, Keats began to walk away, but he spun on his heel at the corner of the street and screamed. "We'll meet again."

Gene was too distracted to care. He faced Sam, at last. Faced him and revelled in him and regretted Sam hadn't gone to the Arms like he'd deserved so many years before.

His voice was soft and rasped as he spoke to Sam. Felt stupid to be this affected, but he'd thought all his friends in this world had left him, and he figured he was allowed a moment of weakness. "Where were you?"

"Trying to keep Keats off your back."

"You balls that one up, didn't you?"

Sam's eyebrows shot up high into his hairline, and Gene had forgotten how much he enjoyed that expression. "Hey! I think you'll find I didn't do a bad job. Took him a while to come to you, didn't it?"

"If that's how you wanna look at it, be my guest."

Gene glanced at the Railway Arms and back at Sam. "You should've gone. You knew the truth, didn't you? All along, you knew. You should've taken your chance to leave for good. What's the point of being stuck here?"

"The point?" Sam asked, clasping Gene's wrists tight. He gave a soft snort. "You know, a wise man once told me you can't change this world, only learn how to survive in it. I didn't know what he meant at the time. I thought it was a choice. Either give up, or fight. But it's both, isn't it? Intertwined. Accept that there are things you can't alter, but struggle for the freedom of others to give it a shot. You help people get by, Gene. You help them sort out their problems. You didn't even realise you were doing it. I wanna be here to support you. In any way you need."

"What kind of idiot would want to do a fool thing like that, eh?"

"I came back here for you once," Sam replied, simply. "You really thought I wouldn't come back again?"

Gene shrugged. "You didn't tell me the truth."

"I trusted you to trust me. 'Cause sometimes that's all we have, Gene. Faith."

Gene took a deep, steadying breath. Curled his hand at the back of Sam's head, gently stroking. Dragged him closer, inhaling his familiar scent. "And you're my faithful companion."

Sam laughed against his cheek, then kissed him. He pulled back slightly so they were staring into each other's eyes. "And you're mine."

22nd-May-2010 07:14 pm (UTC)
"He's not, actually,"


*reads rest*

ohhhh yes


God, you're good! ♥

Edited at 2010-05-22 07:14 pm (UTC)
22nd-May-2010 11:17 pm (UTC)

I am so predictable, oh man. ♥ THANKS, BK!

Edited at 2010-05-22 11:19 pm (UTC)
22nd-May-2010 08:16 pm (UTC)

When my brain stops turning to a melty puddle, I'll try and say something more useful...
22nd-May-2010 11:18 pm (UTC)
♥ yaaaaay! Thanks!
22nd-May-2010 08:18 pm (UTC)
Thank goodness, I can stop feeling so crappy about the whole scenario now.

You're a star!
22nd-May-2010 11:18 pm (UTC)

Yay Sam/Gene!
22nd-May-2010 09:41 pm (UTC)
At this point:

"I came back here for you once," Sam replied, simply. "You really thought I wouldn't come back again?"

...I not only squeed like a squeeing person, but sent you a telepathic volley of about a million little pink hearts (<3 <3 <3).

Not to mention this bit, where I went on to squee at a frequency that only dogs and fangirls can hear:

"Oh, aren't you sweet?" Keats sneered.

Gene dragged Keats forward by his lapels, giving his own animalistic grimace, and shoved him back. "Yes we are, now run along."

Yes, they are. Oh BOYS :-)
22nd-May-2010 11:19 pm (UTC)

Thanks so much!
22nd-May-2010 11:21 pm (UTC)
"Oh, aren't you sweet?" Keats sneered.

Gene dragged Keats forward by his lapels, giving his own animalistic grimace, and shoved him back. "Yes we are, now run along."

Best. Line. EVER. :D
22nd-May-2010 11:22 pm (UTC)
*jazz hands*

Thank you! :D
22nd-May-2010 11:48 pm (UTC)
"I came back here for you once," Sam replied, simply. "You really thought I wouldn't come back again?"

very good point! I'm cheered up now! :D
22nd-May-2010 11:51 pm (UTC)
♥ Hee!
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23rd-May-2010 12:43 am (UTC)
I think so. *sigh*
23rd-May-2010 12:27 am (UTC)
Between you and Elf, I think the animal inside my stomach is finally sleeping, thank you. <3
23rd-May-2010 12:43 am (UTC)
Hee, thanks.
23rd-May-2010 08:47 am (UTC)

I am so, so happy you wrote this, Loz. ♥

Sam/Gene is forever.
23rd-May-2010 09:20 am (UTC)

♥ Thanks!
23rd-May-2010 12:17 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much for this. I don't dare to start thinking about the finale - or how it changes our view of everything that's gone before - until I'm on my own tomorrow, but this is the scene that truly should have been included. This is perfect.
23rd-May-2010 12:19 pm (UTC)
I can't stop thinking about it. Which really annoys me, but there we go!

Thank you ♥ I think my eyes would have turned into giant hearts if we'd actually had the Sam cameo Matthew originally planned, even if it wouldn't have ended in a kiss *sigh*.
23rd-May-2010 07:49 pm (UTC)
Oof. This makes me actually *want* the ending to have had a Sam appearance, an occurrence for which I was not at the time rooting.
24th-May-2010 07:11 am (UTC)
Thanks :)
23rd-May-2010 08:16 pm (UTC)
I'm not entirely sure what is going on here, but damn if I don't like this.
I want to snuggle this fic and bring it hot chocolate and cookies and warm socks in winter.

It's likely for the best I don't have your mailing address, or you would receive slightly stale cookies from me on a monthly basis. *innocent whistle*
24th-May-2010 07:09 am (UTC)
Thank you ♥ :D
23rd-May-2010 08:25 pm (UTC)
23rd-May-2010 08:53 pm (UTC)
God they look good.....
23rd-May-2010 08:52 pm (UTC)
awwww *love* :-)
And Keats - Keats definitely deserves to be explored more :-)
24th-May-2010 07:07 am (UTC)

23rd-May-2010 10:46 pm (UTC)
I'm still processing how I feel about how Matt & Ash ended something that has been such a large part of my life for the last 4 years. This story goes a long way to making it more palatable that they left Gene all alone.

I didn't hate the ending I just haven't decided if I'm willing to incorporate it into my personal view of what happened to Sam based on the ending of LoM.
24th-May-2010 07:08 am (UTC)
I didn't hate it either. I felt mostly right. But... *sigh* certain aspects were not happy-making.

Thanks, Ducky!
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