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09 September 2009 @ 03:57 pm
Numb3rs Fic: Virtue - Parts 35 and 36  


Title: Virtue - Parts 35 and 36
Series/Universe: Vice / Virtue
Pairing/Characters: See Series Post
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: Seasons 1, 2, 3 and 4
Summary: Ian believes he's won but it's Megan's turn now (AU)
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ



Thursday, 8/16/07 - Day

The funeral was small. Even at a distance Ian recognized everyone there save the priest reading from the bible over Kim's grave.

One of Don's whores was comforting Kim's brother; he recognized him from pictures he'd seen at her house.

Charlie was holding his brother's hand and the sight turned Ian's stomach.

Megan was standing off to the side alone, wearing yet another one of her fancy suits. Of all of them she was the most likely to be armed and a threat. He'd have to keep an eye on her.

It was sick for Don to bury his girlfriend in the same cemetery he'd buried Billy Cooper - the man he murdered - but then he all but killed her himself, dragging her into his sordid world. She might have been a good agent at one time, before she got sucked into his pit of depravity. But she went bad and to Ian, she'd earned her fate by siding with criminals and betraying the laws she swore to uphold.

Then again, he'd sworn to uphold those laws himself. But that was back when he believed they were enough to keep criminals at bay. Clearly he'd been wrong, dead wrong.

It didn't matter anymore. Kim was dead and Don would join her soon enough. Charlie too if he had a chance at a second shot. Head shots took more time to line up, but he could always take the chance that they hadn't wore kevlar to the funeral and try a chest shot before he had to make his escape.

The cemetery was unfortunately barren of mausoleums - all of the graves were the modern style with headstones sunk flush with the grass, so the only cover he could find was a thin stand of trees about fifty yards away.

Plenty close for him to finish what he started.

It really had been dumb luck that Kim walked in front of his shot too late for him to stop. Not that he'd cared about her. She'd betrayed him; he felt no remorse. But it did ruin his one good chance at killing Don and that pissed him off.

Hearing they were having the funeral today? Perfect. For once he appreciated the Jewish tradition of burying the dead within 24 hours.

He pretended to be paying his respects at a random grave on the other side of the stand of trees, crouching down to pull out the big bouquet of flowers from the duffle that hid his rifle.

Looking around to make sure he was alone, he left the flowers and carried the duffle under the trees.

Plenty of shade here. Clear sightlines to Kim's gravesite. No witnesses.

Nothing would get in his way this time.

+

Everything was as he'd arranged: the coffin a lovely pearly white, Kim's favorite white roses on top and an empty section of the cemetery for privacy and safety during the funeral.

It was peaceful here, lovely. But thinking of Billy, laid to rest just over the next hill, made Don's heart ache. He'd let this go on far too long. If he'd only stopped Ian before he got to Billy none of this would have happened.

Charlie stood by his side, his hand holding Don's tightly in a silent show of support - a sharing of strength.

Even though they all had sunglasses on in the bright sun, Don could still read Megan's expression from where she was: grim but stalwart.

He just knew he had to stand here and listen to the reading, listen to the prayers, be the grieving fiancé.

His other hand kept clenching into a fist. They were long past justice now. Revenge was a powerful motivator and while Don had not wanted to risk killing Ian, he no longer had a choice. Kill or be killed. He hadn't begun this fight to the death, but he'd see it through.

Just not alone.

His eyes went to the man in the priest's garb, reading out of the bible.

The priest crossed himself.

It was time.

Don looked to the right, to the stand of trees there in time to see Jonas and his special ops trained men drop from the branches right onto an unsuspecting Ian and his rifle.

They had Ian disarmed in a split second, gagged in one second and bound in three.

Within fifteen seconds they had him thrown in the back of their SUV and taken away. The cemetery was back to its peaceful normalcy, without a hint of anything gone awry, in less than a minute.

"Amen," Bob, in disguise as the priest, said out loud. Lowering his voice, he turned to Megan. "Jonas should have your package delivered within ten minutes."

"Thank you," she said, shaking his hand.

"Yes, thank you." Don shook his hand as well, turning away from the coffin. "Come on. Let's go home."

+

"Take off the mask and gag," Megan ordered.

Jonas pulled the black hood off Ian's head then tugged the gag out of his mouth.

"You fucking bitch!" Ian yelled. "I'm going to kill you! Every last one of you motherfuckers!"

"You can go," Megan calmly told Jonas. "Thanks again."

"Anytime." Jonas left with a nod of respect, closing the door to the soundproof basement room behind him.

The door opened right after his exit and Don strolled in carrying a small box.

"You! You should be dead!" Ian spat out, struggling against the rope that bound him to the metal chair.

"You know, I wondered for a long time," Don mused, ignoring Ian's outburst. "How is it that you came to be so fixated on my brother and I - how you could hate someone so much when they'd never done anything to you." He paused, opening the box. "And then we broke into your apartment and found these." He plucked photocopies of the newspaper and magazine articles from the box one by one and started showing them to Ian before letting them fall, ignored, to the floor. "Every article about our parent's death, everything about Charlie and I afterwards, everything from the time we came back to LA and went into business. You collected them obsessively."

"Fuck you," Ian swore, straining at his bonds.

"You know, I had two shrinks look at them." He pulled the stack of papers out of the box, setting it aside, then leaned in close - getting into Ian's space - waving the papers in front of him. "Did you know both a psychologist and psychiatrist diagnosed you as mentally unstable and dangerous? Someone who should be committed?" He overenunciated each syllable of the last word.

"I'm not crazy," Ian growled. "You're the one who's nuts to think you can get away with this."

"What? Like I got away with Billy Cooper's murder?" Don stepped back, relaxed as he strolled the room, his attitude cavalier. "Do you know this is where he died? This very room? Sitting in a chair right where you're sitting?"

"Are you confessing?" Ian taunted acidly. "Because I'd be happy to read you your rights - again."

"Sounds like someone forgot he's no longer a cop," Megan commented to Don.

"Definitely." Don plucked one article from the stack remaining in his hand and tossed the rest like refuse at Ian's feet. "But I think he remembers this." Don held up the article, putting the picture of Don accepting an award as a teenager right in his face. "Was this the moment, Ian? Was this when you decided you hated me, hated us? Some sick twisted part of your mind decided you deserved that award money more than we did and you let that hate eat away at you for decades!"

Ian spat on the picture. "You fucking had everything handed to you! I had nothing! No one gave a shit about me! It was all you, you, you!"

Don dropped the article in Ian's lap.

"I've spent hundreds of thousands of dollars trying to help orphan kids since that day. You? You spent your time and energy destroying lives when you could have been saving them." He shook his head in disgust. "I have no pity for you, Ian. You're just a rat infested with rabies and you need to be put down before you do any more damage."

"So, what? You're going to kill me?" Ian sniped. "You don't have the cojones to look a man in the face then take his life."

"Ah, but you're wrong there," Don said smugly. He leaned down to look at Ian eye to eye, his features hardening into a cruel mask as the room grew oddly quiet - only the sound of Ian's labored breathing breaking the silence. "I got this close," he said, his voice a dangerous rumble, "right in Billy's face before he died. I looked him in the eye..." He paused for a moment, eyes boring into Ian's. "I told him goodbye - one of my best friends ever..." He moved to whisper in Ian's ear. "And then I blew his head off."

He straightened up and went to stand beside Megan as Ian squirmed anew, trying to break his bonds.

"You'll pay for that murder." Ian strained against the ropes. "That and all the other crimes you and your so called family commit every day."

"Actually, I've retired," Don said blithely, sharing a look with Megan who confirmed it with a little nod of acknowledgment. "I gave up my life of crime weeks ago. Now I plan on spending the rest of my days relaxing in paradise with my family."

"Sorry to ruin that little fantasy by killing your girlfriend," Ian said with a spiteful sneer. "At least I know you'll spend the rest of your life knowing exactly what I took from you."

"Yeah, about that?" Don strolled over to the door, completely unconcerned. "The funeral was fake - just to flush you out. Kim's just fine; bullet didn't even hit any organs or arteries. Guess you're not as good a shot as you thought you were."

"No!" Ian yelled, thrashing so hard the chair rocked, threatening to tip over with the violence of his reaction.

"I've got somewhere else to be," Don said, laying a hand on the doorknob. "But since Megan's in charge," he gestured to her in a show of respect, "I can trust her to make sure the garbage gets taken out."

"You son of a bitch!" Ian screamed. "This isn't over!"

Don paused at the door just long enough for one last look, head held high, eyes clear of regret.

"Yes. It is."

He nodded at Megan and walked out, letting David and Colby in as he headed up the stairs.

David made sure the door was closed completely then nodded to Megan as he took his place next to Colby: her witnesses.

"Someone I cared a great deal about, Billy Cooper," Megan began, "is dead because of you." She crossed to a nearby table and pulled a gun out of a case there. "Don killed him because you threatened him, you made him turn against us, so in my mind? You killed him." She approached Ian, gun pointed at his head. "Consider this payback."

"You two are accessories to murder if you don't let me out of here!" Ian yelled at David and Colby. Neither man moved a muscle.

Megan's tone turned icy as she loomed over Ian. "Just know that they're going to find your body the same way they found Billy's." She cocked the gun with a smooth and practiced motion of her hand. "The ME's going to write you up as a suicide and everyone's going to forget you ever existed."

"No!"

There it was, in his eyes: the flash of fear she'd been waiting for. Ian, broken, as helpless to save himself as she knew Billy had to have felt at the end. That was her payback - for Ian to know the terror her Billy died with.

Megan shoved the gun in Ian's open mouth before he could close it.

"Good riddance, Ian."

She pulled the trigger.

+

"She's waking up."

Kim heard voices through the blur of sleep and painkillers and managed to coerce her eyes into opening.

Don sat beside her bed with a doctor standing behind him, checking her chart.

"Hey there," Don said sweetly, squeezing her hand. "How are you feeling?"

"Still tired," she managed. "How's the baby doing?" she asked the doctor.

"Doing just fine," she told her. "Do you want to hear?"

"Yes, please."

The doctor turned up the audio on the fetal heart monitor and a rush of joy flooded her chest at the tiny thumping noise of her child's heart. She met Don's gaze and his smile almost made her choke up; this meant as much to him as it did to her.

"Since you're out of danger I'll be sending someone by later to disconnect it, so enjoy it while you can," the doctor said with a wink. She headed out and Don shifted closer, brushing her hair back from her face.

"You never told me," he said as she leaned into his soothing touch, "why you decided our baby was a girl."

"I don't know, really," Kim admitted. "It's just, when I first found out? I just had this thought about how much I wanted a girl." She flushed, a little embarrassed. "So I guess I made up my mind that she had to be a girl."

"For what it's worth," Don murmured. "I'd love a girl - a beautiful little girl who looks just like her mother. So tell me..." He cocked his head at her encouragingly. "When you were a schoolgirl, what names did you fantasize you'd call your kids when you grew up? Every girl's got them, right?"

Kim smiled shyly. "Just one." She gestured, flustered. "So I was a big Shakespeare geek in high school, loved him. I read all the plays, even the histories..."

"Ouch," Don said, commiserating with a playful grin.

"I know." Kim chuckled at herself. "Classic overachiever, right? But I always had a thing for Romeo and Juliet. Juliet was such a beautiful name... So feminine yet so..." She shook her head. "I don't know. But I always liked that name."

"Juliet..." Don mused. "'But, soft!'" he quoted, taking her hand and pressing a kiss to it. "'What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east and Juliet is the sun.'"

"I do so love a man with a good education," Kim teased, tugging him down for a kiss.

"'What’s in a name?'" he breathed, hovering above her lips. "'That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.'"

"Show off," she mocked, kissing him one last time before she let him settle back into his chair.

"So they might let you come home tomorrow then," he said, moving his chair closer to the head of her bed.

"I can't wait." Kim sighed. "I just want to be with you."

"Trust me," Don said, holding her delicate hand in both of his strong ones. "I would do anything to be with you."

+


Thursday, 8/16/07 - Night

Tim led Robin by the hand into Kim's room.

"Hey, Sis! We're back!"

"Hi, Tim," Kim said with a sleepy smile. "Hi, Robin."

"Hey, you two," Don said, giving up his place beside Kim's bed for Tim to sit with her.

"You already look a lot better than you did this afternoon," Tim told her.

"Your color's coming back," Robin added, coming around to the other side of the bed. "How's the baby doing?"

"She's doing fine. They took the monitor away and I already miss her heartbeat," Kim bemoaned.

"Don't worry," Don said. "I've already got Kenneth buying us a monitor to use at home."

"You're going to be leaving soon," Robin said, a tinge of sadness on her face.

"Hey, you're more than welcome to come with," Don said. "The offer's on the table."

Tim and Robin shared a glance. "Yeah, we talked about it, but for now? We're going to stay. I mean, you guys already had your careers, you know? You're ready to retire and have kids and all that. Robin and me? Our careers are just starting to take off and we want the same chance you guys had to make our mark on the world, you know? Besides," Tim said with a lopsided grin, "how am I going to race fast cars on a tiny island?"

"Trust me," Don said, "there are plenty of fast cars on the island, but I get your point. Just know you're welcome any time."

"We talked to Megan," Robin explained. "And she had already set aside extra vacation time in her mind for Tim and I to come visit."

"I told her she didn't have to pay me for the time I was gone visiting you," Tim said. "But she seems to think that since I'm going to be part of the Eppes family that I should get the perks that come along with it and that includes coming when Don calls," he joked.

"She's getting enough out of this that she can afford to be generous to the family," Don explained. "And even if she wasn't?" He gave them both a paternal nod. "I take care of my own."

"So, Uncle Tim," Kim teased. "Get ready for two trips: one for when the baby's born and one for the wedding."

"You guys aren't getting married here first?" Robin asked.

"Not a chance," Don said. "We're out of here as soon as they let Kim out of the hospital."

"Because it's still dangerous?" Tim asked.

"No," Don said. "That problem's been taken care of." A look passed between Don and Kim that Tim didn't understand. "By Megan," Don added with a meaningful emphasis.

"So why leave so soon?"

"Honestly," Kim said. "We both feel the longer we stay the more that can go wrong..."

+

"Megan?"

Megan looked up from her laptop to find her assistant Matt at her door.

"Yes?" she asked.

He cocked his head behind him. "The cleaners are here."

Megan hit print and got up, straightening her suit, to greet them.

"Send them in," she told him with a gesture.

Three men entered, each wearing the white coveralls of their trade. To the naked eye they looked like professional cleaners, which they were - just in the business of cleaning up more illegal and gory messes for a whole different kind of professional client.

The two underlings stayed back, silent as always, and the man in charge stepped forward to shake hands with her.

"Ray."

"Megan." He nodded his head in respectful greeting. "I hear you have some housecleaning and garbage removal needs."

"I do," she said. "And there's no one I trust more than you to take care of my cleaning needs." She retrieved the printout from her printer and held it out to him. "I have some pretty specific requests as to the trash disposal."

Ray took the sheet and spent a moment reading and rereading it several times. Megan had written up exactly how she wanted Ian's body found and where. It would have been poetic justice to toss him in the same river as Ray's team had placed Billy's body, but this was a more fitting end in her mind.

"We can handle this job," Ray said, handing the sheet to his team to read. "50K if you want it done within the hour. 30K if you want it done within four hours. 25K within eight hours."

"Four hours is fine," Megan said. "As long as my house is clean before I go to bed, I'm fine. No one's going to come looking for this one."

"Then we're settled." Ray shook her hand to seal the deal and turned to his staff who had pulled a portable paper shredder out of their bag. "Go ahead." One person shredded the paper while the other gathered the output into a thin waxy-looking paper envelope. Ray walked the envelope over to the fireplace and lit it. The specially treated paper went up in a quick rush of flame, then was gone, leaving almost no ash behind.

"Come back when you're ready to get started," Megan told him. "And I'll take you to my trash heap."

"Pleasure doing business," Ray said. "Always happy to take the garbage to the dump for you."

+

"Looks good. Do me a favor. Run another performance check on the remote control monitoring system at E. I want to see if we can get that lag time down a little more." David clapped his tech on the shoulder, just as Charlie came into the Security office.

"David..." Charlie looked agitated, wringing his hands, but then he'd looked like that since the shooting. "I need to talk to you."

"Sure, what can I do for you?" David asked, stepping away from the console.

Charlie drew him further away, out of earshot of the techs. "I know you said you'd look into this security breach, but I can't let it go. I want to help."

"Charlie," David said patiently. "You're retired. You're not supposed to be doing any work anymore, remember? We can handle this. We're looking into it." He tried to steer Charlie towards the door, but Charlie just brushed off the effort and stood firm, looking determined.

"David," Charlie said sternly. "This is my family we're talking about! My brother almost got his brains blown out! My future sister-in-law almost lost her baby! A couple centimeters to the left and both her and the baby would be dead. Hell, if it had been a through and through all three of them could have died in one shot!" He paused long enough to take a deep breath. "I can't just sit on my hands," he said, his tone fervent, pleading. "I need to be helping to find out how Ian tracked Don down."

David scrubbed his face with his hand. The employee in him knew he had to say no, that Megan would expect him to say no and not cave, but the man in him knew it was unfair to not allow Charlie some say in the retaliation against the guilty party who brought his family so much grief and pain. "Okay, but if Megan finds out and cuts you off? I'm not backing your play, you hear me?"

"Great, thank you," Charlie stressed, gripping David's arm in ardent thanks. "What do we know so far?"

David led him over to one of the monitors, pointing out what was on the screen. "We were able to uncover an authorized access of Don's schedule on the internal network followed a short while later by an unauthorized access of his tracker code file." He looked at Charlie, apologetic. "We can't trace either back though. We can't even prove it was truly internal or just someone who hacked in and did a good job of making it look internal."

Charlie pulled his laptop out of his bag and set it up on a nearby work surface, his expression grim.

"I have some pretty powerful hacker tools in my arsenal," he said. "Give me full access to the system and let me see if I can find what your techs couldn't see with theirs."

David gave him a solemn nod. "You got it."

+

Amita paced the floor of her grandmother's living room, wishing she still had family in the states. The house hadn't sold yet and since she still had a key she'd run here when word got out that Kim had been shot.

It had to have been a coincidence. Ian was after Don anyway; he'd just found them before Marshall got a chance to talk to him.

A part of her worried Marshall had been shot too. She'd heard nothing at all online or on the phone since she'd given him the code.

A part of her worried Marshall had played her. She didn't want to believe it, that she'd been fooled by his love and affection, but until she heard otherwise...

The house was empty, but she'd quickly packed a bag and bought a sleeping bag to hold her until she felt safe to go back to her apartment in the dorm building again.

If Don and Charlie found out the code she'd hacked was how Ian had found them, she'd be killed.

She thought about running to India, staying with her parents. They were well off enough to have basic security and since labor was cheap there they could afford a bodyguard or two for her.

But would that be far enough?

For now she needed to know if they were on to her and a phone call would take care of that.

She pulled out her cell and nervously speed dialed Code's manager's office.

"Code, this is Alex."

"Hey, Alex. It's Amita. I'm off staying with a friend and wanted to see if we're still dark or if I need to come into work."

"We're still dark and I figure we'll be dark for at least one more night before Megan calls off the code black. So hang tight and call in again tomorrow. I may know more then."

"Okay, thanks!" Amita hung up the phone and let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding.

At least she knew they weren't on to her. If they had been? She knew they'd have lied to get her to come in.

She hugged her arms around herself and started her pacing again. If only Marshall would call her back...

+
 
 
 
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on September 9th, 2009 10:54 pm (UTC)
Confession
Please see the Virtue Series Post (1/2) for information on this Series and the Virtue Series Post (2/2) for the Parts 35/36 Confession.

Information on the Viceworld universe can be found in the Vice Series Post.

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
ladygray99ladygray99 on September 10th, 2009 03:25 am (UTC)
\o/

(really it's hard to say anything else)
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on September 10th, 2009 03:26 am (UTC)
Hee! Thanks!
ladygray99ladygray99 on September 10th, 2009 03:28 am (UTC)
Oh, and Amita's an idiot.
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on September 10th, 2009 03:29 am (UTC)
ROFL

You know, oddly enough, I never tired of you saying that because it's so bloody true! /snickers/
ladygray99ladygray99 on September 10th, 2009 03:35 am (UTC)
Some sick little bit of me wants Charlie to be the one to take out Amita and Marshall but I just have a thing for Charlie with guns.
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on September 10th, 2009 03:37 am (UTC)
I'll have to fantasize a little 'Charlie catches Amita and Marshall in bed and blows them both away' scene - because it doesn't happen in Virtue. /grins/
ladygray99ladygray99 on September 10th, 2009 03:45 am (UTC)
Can he at least bitch slap Marshall a bit?
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on September 10th, 2009 03:46 am (UTC)
Sorry! :-(
ladygray99ladygray99 on September 10th, 2009 04:09 am (UTC)
:( Maybe I'll have to write a Charlie and Marshall fight for something else.
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on September 10th, 2009 04:31 am (UTC)
MATH FIGHT!!!
t_vo0810: don's happiness is a warm gunt_vo0810 on September 10th, 2009 03:41 am (UTC)
mmmmm. I totally second that. Charlie with guns and thigh straps and kevlar. Rowr! Just hearing the phrase "Charlie with guns" puts me in the mind of the scene you wrote in the Whitman verse where Charlie talks about "borrowing" some FBI gear for Colby's birthday and things get so freaking hawt that they discover how sturdy the dining room table is. that and a new use for leftover butter. XD
ladygray99ladygray99 on September 10th, 2009 03:44 am (UTC)
Oh dear lord I'd almost forgotten I'd written that. Well W5 will probubly have Charlie with guns.
t_vo0810: don's happiness is a warm gunt_vo0810 on September 10th, 2009 03:36 am (UTC)
WOW! U really are pulling out all the stops for this one. I kept thinking "the funeral is fake, right? Yeah, it's fake. But maybe not. I just don't. No No it's fake. Emma's wouldn't do that to Don, right? Hmmm, I just don't know!" I was so anxious by the end of it, I sighed outloud in relief when Don confirmed Kim was still alive. The mention of the Jewish burial tradition was a really nice touch- that was when i was like "oh sh$t! maybe she is dead!"

UGH! Can I just tell you how much I loved Ian's final scene? Such satisfying symmetry with Ian's last scene being so similiar to Vice's first scene with Billy's execution. And to have the literal passing of the sword gun from Don to Megan- just so freaking awesome! And Megan getting her justice for Billy in the end. And Don confronting Ian over his obsession was a nice touch to tie all the loose ends and answer most of the remaining questions.(I suspect Ian's story is going to be even better explained in the prequels, which i find just as fascinating as Don and Charlie's backstory). I just can't say enough about it- I really loved the poetic justice of that scene all the way through.

And yay! Don gets his happy ending with Kim AND the baby. That makes me all aglow. Kim and Don and Juliet. I hope they at least get a couple of cameos in Sin!

And UGH UGH again! Charlie still wigging over both Don and Kim being in danger of being shot even though the danger is over because of his previous trauma. And his only way to feel in control is to find the traitor. Again with the poetic justice to have Charlie be the one to discover Amita's betrayal. AHHH! I can't wait for that scene! It will be killa! Jeez- are you really gonna make me wait til next week for that?! U r a cruel evol woman. :P

And Ray as the cleanup and trash removal crew boss, FTW!! That is beyond excellent. I don't know if you have ever seen HBO's The Wire but I loved that show so freaking much and the actor who plays Ray played a shipping worker's union boss in Baltimore. And he was perfection in that role. I totally see him the same way in your Vice World. Just brilliant!

Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on September 10th, 2009 07:01 am (UTC)
I kept thinking "the funeral is fake, right? Yeah, it's fake.

Bwuahahaha! That's all I wanted, that seed of doubt - just enough to get the reaction. I wished I could crawl into reader's heads when they read that first sentence, that first paragraph, to watch them while they tried to figure out if I really had killed Kim and the baby off nor not. /evil grin/

The mention of the Jewish burial tradition was a really nice touch

I wasn't sure about putting that in since Kim's not Jewish and it's not a Jewish service. Then again, the priest wasn't real either. /snicker/

Can I just tell you how much I loved Ian's final scene? Such satisfying symmetry with Ian's last scene being so similiar to Vice's first scene with Billy's execution. And to have the literal passing of the sword gun from Don to Megan- just so freaking awesome!

Yay! I really hoped someone would notice the parallels. I tried not to make them too heavy handed, but I really really wanted them in there. It's so crucial for Megan to establish herself at the new head of the organization, so for David to be a witness to them both? It's perfect. He can now pass on that Megan is just as tough as Don - no question. He even has Colby to back him up.

And Megan getting her justice for Billy in the end.

Yes! That was important closure for her. I know I've barely shown any Megan/Billy so far, but they are lovely in the prequels in my head. The photo album in Vice really sealed it for me.

And Don confronting Ian over his obsession was a nice touch to tie all the loose ends and answer most of the remaining questions.

There will certainly be Ian in the prequels, showing his obsession worsening, but he's not a huge focus like he is in Vice and Virtue. He's mostly a simmering issue that flares up for the first time around book 7 or 8. It really is Don and Charlie's life story, so as in their life, he didn't get noticed much because the spotlight was on them.

Kim and Don and Juliet

The name Juliet came out of NOWHERE in rewrites today. That's all new. Some part of me just swooned at Don quoting Shakespeare and adored Kim being all geeky about the classics in school.

Charlie still wigging over both Don and Kim being in danger of being shot even though the danger is over because of his previous trauma.

I don't think anyone realizes how badly this has thrown Charlie. In Homicide he's a complete mess after his parents' murder. He's holding on by a thread and that thread is Don who himself is barely holding on, having been through that same trauma AND killed a man. But Don was made of stronger stuff as the protective and independent older brother so he was far more prepared and mature than Charlie to deal with what life threw at them. At 13, Charlie was too fragile to take it and already being on the line between genius and madness, it tipped him a little too far over, thus him being so messed up.

Again with the poetic justice to have Charlie be the one to discover Amita's betrayal.

It's going to make it interesting to write Amita in the prequels knowing where she ends up in all this. I mean, at one point she was Charlie's favored one, like Kit was in Vice, but he moved on and she couldn't get a clue about that fact if it came as a prize in her box of Lucky Charms. ;-)

And Ray as the cleanup and trash removal crew boss, FTW!! That is beyond excellent.

I know! That was, as they say, a gift from the muse. Once I wrote it down I realized just how perfect it was.

I don't know if you have ever seen HBO's The Wire but I loved that show so freaking much and the actor who plays Ray played a shipping worker's union boss in Baltimore. And he was perfection in that role. I totally see him the same way in your Vice World. Just brilliant!

I haven't watched it, but I'm told N3 stole Bradford from that show so its rep for having really great actors on it seems well founded. I'm just overflowing with fandoms as it is, so no more! (At least until Fall Season begins. /snickers/)

Jeez- are you really gonna make me wait til next week for that?! U r a cruel evol woman.

Yup. That would be me!
t_vo0810t_vo0810 on September 12th, 2009 01:47 am (UTC)
I wished I could crawl into reader's heads when they read that first sentence, that first paragraph, to watch them while they tried to figure out if I really had killed Kim and the baby off nor not. /evil grin/
Just so you can have a glimpse thru the Tracey Brain Cam (beware- it's scary and dusty in there), I actually read the first paragraph then reread it to make sure i didn't understand right or i had missed a clue or dream reference or something. and then i kept reading and then and went back and reread again before i was even halfway thru the funeral scene cause i was convinced i had missed something that would tell me if the funeral was fake. funny, huh? So then i made myself finish the scene and even though ian was captured, I noticed that you still didn't confirm if Kim or the baby were alive or not, just that the funeral was a ruse to draw out Ian. Which in my mind wasn't the same thing. And i literally had to make myself continue reading without going back to reread again cause i figured you would confirm it one way or the other soon.

I wasn't sure about putting that in since Kim's not Jewish and it's not a Jewish service. Then again, the priest wasn't real either. /snicker/
See, this is where my reader brain fills in for you. I just assumed when i read that that Don was following both Christian and Jewish traditions in honor of both of their heritages by having both a priest and jewish customs. i did the work for you on that ruse!

Yay! I really hoped someone would notice the parallels. I tried not to make them too heavy handed, but I really really wanted them in there. It's so crucial for Megan to establish herself at the new head of the organization, so for David to be a witness to them both? It's perfect. He can now pass on that Megan is just as tough as Don - no question. He even has Colby to back him up.
I first thought upon reading Ian's final scene was "wow. so sopranos. go Megan."

Yes! That was important closure for her. I know I've barely shown any Megan/Billy so far, but they are lovely in the prequels in my head. The photo album in Vice really sealed it for me.
this may turn out to be my fav het pairing of all time. The thought of Billy's southern drawl and humor paired with Megan's snarky asides and ability to hold her own in the boys club. mmmmmmmm. Have I mentioned how badly I wanna read the prequels??

I don't think anyone realizes how badly this has thrown Charlie. In Homicide he's a complete mess after his parents' murder. He's holding on by a thread and that thread is Don who himself is barely holding on, having been through that same trauma AND killed a man. But Don was made of stronger stuff as the protective and independent older brother so he was far more prepared and mature than Charlie to deal with what life threw at them. At 13, Charlie was too fragile to take it and already being on the line between genius and madness, it tipped him a little too far over, thus him being so messed up.
yes this. more please. the whole genius/madness/ trauma thing is one of my favs. it's why i heart Reid so on CM and why Charlie is my fav on N3rs. At least i am consistent :)

she couldn't get a clue about that fact if it came as a prize in her box of Lucky Charms. ;-)
LOL!! /giggles again/
riverotter1951: bouquetriverotter1951 on September 10th, 2009 02:04 pm (UTC)
This was great. The funereal made me cry until I discovered that Kim is alive. Nice bit with Ian finally being killed and Megan waiting until 'There it was, in his eyes: the flash of fear she'd been waiting for. Ian, broken, as helpless to save himself as she knew Billy had to have felt at the end. That was her payback - for Ian to know the terror her Billy died with.' Poor Megan having lost a man she loved and knowing that Ian is responsible. The bit about the cleaners was priceless. I am eagerly looking forward to see where this ends.