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22 September 2006 @ 02:00 pm
Prison Break Slash Fiction: Diamonds In The Dark  
Title: Diamonds in the Dark
Author: HalfshellVenus
Pairing: Lincoln/Michael (Slash)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Post-Escape: It is more than loyalty, but was never meant to be seen.
SPOILERS: Season 2, episodes 1-3.
Author’s Notes: Written for dragontatt (Happy Birthday, dear one!), and for fanfic100 where I have the Slash pairing of Lincoln and Michael. This is for prompt #48, “Diamond.”

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It was somewhere after Nebraska that Lincoln noticed.

They’d been traveling steadily, edging closer to that Utah fantasy of Westmoreland’s riches. After spending the whole day in the car, with stops for food and gas and bathrooms, they’d made one last cleanup run at a gas station near Kimball for the night. Then they’d driven onward to the edge of a river, parking the car in preparation for another uncomfortable night inside it.

At least Bellick’s crap ride had bench seats. That was better than the cramped sedan they’d first driven in Illinois.

Standing outside and enjoying the light breeze wafting over his skin, Lincoln glanced over at Michael leaning on the car’s hood beside him.

Michael’s face was lifted to the sky, watching the dusty display of stars. There were so many of them, more than Lincoln had ever seen growing up in the city. In their light, Lincoln could see Michael’s soft, wistful expression.

“What is it?” he asked quietly. “Something you want that isn’t here?”

Michael looked over at him guiltily, as if caught in some kind of secret. “No,” he whispered softly. But Lincoln could see those words were nothing like the truth.

“Tell me,” he said, leaning in closer and putting an arm around Michael’s shoulders. And Michael shivered under his touch, his face half-turned away to keep his thoughts from being exposed.

Lincoln reached over gently, his fingers tilting Michael’s face toward him to look in his eyes. They were diamond-bright under the light of the moon, too full of everything Michael desperately wanted to hide. They met Lincoln’s briefly for a single, naked moment before closing to conceal their private pain.

Lincoln saw it all then, a sequence of patterns and ideas he’d somehow missed.

It was more than just being family, than being the brother Michael felt he owed. Michael’s love must run deeper than that—deeper than Lincoln had ever had or known.

Vibrating in the air between them were all the emotions that Michael struggled with and denied. And Lincoln couldn’t ask—couldn’t punish Michael by naming them. But he suspected now, he had that sense that Michael longed for him, for all of him, with an ache that couldn’t be ignored. He was Michael’s fulfillment, his beginning and end.

He was the story of Michael’s life, even when they were apart.

And though Michael had done too much for him already, there was no question that he’d keep doing it if he had to—because when it was for Lincoln, Michael had never really been able to say No.

At that moment, Lincoln knew with sudden clarity just exactly what Michael felt was missing here. It wasn’t money or stability or safety. It was the “more” that lingered at the edges of Michael’s hopeless need. And yet it was here, right here between them if they chose to let it happen.

So he smoothed the edges of that lightly-despairing face, then leaned in gently and kissed those sweetest, softest of lips.

The broken-off whimper and the warmth of the hand that stole behind his neck spoke an answer that firmed Lincoln’s resolve. He would give Michael the thing he needed most, this last piece of completion Michael had never dared to dream of.

And as he kissed and held Michael in a mirroring of his brother’s desire, Lincoln wondered if the two of them together might be the happiness neither had found before.

He hoped time would prove him right. And he hoped that in this, like everything else, Michael would continue being unable to refuse him.


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xmusic_angelx on September 22nd, 2006 09:51 pm (UTC)
That was so sweet! I loved it.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on September 23rd, 2006 07:10 am (UTC)
Thank you very much! This has a lighter, more soulful tone than some of the others I've written.
I'm for wine and the embrace of questionable women: wentymissyjack on September 22nd, 2006 10:34 pm (UTC)
Incredibley intense sense of Michael's need that you convey here, and I love Linc's reaction to his realisation.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on September 23rd, 2006 07:11 am (UTC)
Incredibley intense sense of Michael's need that you convey here,
I hope so-- because we're seeing it reflected through Lincoln and not directly via Michael, so I hope it still comes through.

and I love Linc's reaction to his realisation.
One of his few chances (only chance?) in my stories to take the initiative and complete the circle first. :)
dc_longwing on September 22nd, 2006 11:19 pm (UTC)
OHM, girl, that was one of the most beautiful things I've ever read. Just lovely. And I'm comparing it to the rest of your other stuff, which you know I love.
I'm know I'm behind on my SPN comments/ravings. Will hurl bouquets later.
Thanks,
DC
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on September 23rd, 2006 07:13 am (UTC)
OHM, girl, that was one of the most beautiful things I've ever read. Just lovely. And I'm comparing it to the rest of your other stuff, which you know I love.
Oh, thank you so much! And I haven't forgotten about your email-- I've been waylaid by not having read the other fic in question yet and also writing way too much this week (what the hell happened? :0)

Will hurl bouquets later.
Yay! I'll look forward to it. Put my catcher's mitt on too. ;)
★彡 artificial nocturne.: brotherly loveusagiko on September 22nd, 2006 11:37 pm (UTC)
;__; Adorable. Seriously. And also very touching. [claps]
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on September 23rd, 2006 07:14 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! I really struggled to get the final tone/flow on this one. *Sigh* First pass was on Monday or Tuesday, and I've been revising it daily since then.

I finally like this result-- and what an effort it was!
Your Sweet Six Hundred, Threescore And Sixmusicophilia on September 23rd, 2006 12:15 am (UTC)
*sigh*

That was beautiful. You know I love your writing!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on September 23rd, 2006 07:16 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! I've been waiting to flesh out this title/concept for ever (I suggested it to lissa_bear ages ago for a "Stories I Never Wrote You" Meme, but told her I'd want to keep it for real).
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The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on September 23rd, 2006 07:17 am (UTC)
He was the story of Michael’s life, even when they were apart.
Oooohhhh. I have no words to express how much I liked this.

Someone noticed my favorite line in this whole fic! Yay!

And thank you. Love hearing so much from you lately. :)
dragon9maiden on September 23rd, 2006 05:28 pm (UTC)
love in sync
A beautiful ficlet for a beautiful moment between L & M. I love the "in-sync" aspect of their love. Like you said, Michael couldn't give a name to the feelings he had for Lincoln, because there was no name for it. And whatever name he came up with, might be judged as sick or wrong by others. Similarly, Michael couldn't ask this feeling returned from Lincoln. (How does he ask for something he didn't have a name for?)
So it's up to Lincoln, and his observation, his instinctive knowledge of Michael. Only Lincoln can see the invisible void, the unnamed need; and only he could fill it.
Love your PG slash fics even more than your NC- 17 ones!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on September 24th, 2006 02:56 am (UTC)
Re: love in sync
And whatever name he came up with, might be judged as sick or wrong by others. Similarly, Michael couldn't ask this feeling returned from Lincoln. (How does he ask for something he didn't have a name for?)
Exactly-- the remaining world's name for what he feels is not "love," though it's perhaps an excess of love. To name it would make it sick and wrong, and Michael already knows it's too much to want.

Love your PG slash fics even more than your NC- 17 ones!
:D Thank you! It's lovely to hear this, because I know there are other readers who will be frustrated by the heavy swing toward emotion rather than (or not equal with) sex. Many like heavy emphasis on both, many on the sex alone. Writing across all three spaces suits me, though, and I hope gives variety to the reader. Something for everyone, even if it isn't always in the same story. :)
(Anonymous) on September 23rd, 2006 11:25 pm (UTC)
*loves*
The Grammarian about whom your mother warned you.acostilow on September 23rd, 2006 11:26 pm (UTC)
Damn it, that was me.

I WANT MY COMPUTER BACK!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on September 24th, 2006 02:57 am (UTC)
I want your computer back for you! What a frustrating week. :(

But thank you-- always so lovely to hear from you! And hope it's back soon...
The Grammarian about whom your mother warned you.acostilow on September 24th, 2006 03:25 am (UTC)
:( Me too.

*twitches*
aeroport_artaeroport_art on September 24th, 2006 04:51 am (UTC)
awww *sigh*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on September 25th, 2006 05:46 am (UTC)
:) Thank you! A relatively angst-free story for the two of them as well. :)
dragontattdragontatt on September 25th, 2006 12:38 am (UTC)
Oh my goodness! So sweet and hopeful and written for me!!

I love that Lincoln realizes how much Michael has done for him, and would still do for him without hesitation. And I love how he decides to give back to him. Thank you so much.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on September 25th, 2006 05:47 am (UTC)
Oh my goodness! So sweet and hopeful and written for me!!
I was hoping it would be all right, because it was very different from what you'd mentioned. Hope is so rare in this pairing that it makes a nice chance of pace. :)

I love that Lincoln realizes how much Michael has done for him, and would still do for him without hesitation. And I love how he decides to give back to him. Thank you so much.
Oh, I'm just so glad you like it! And hope the birthday was fabulous and worthy of you! *hugs*
tyrical: AP_aJolietyrical on December 22nd, 2006 06:25 pm (UTC)
In the quiet moments when we let our guard down and let the impossible dream fly never in a million years do we think that the impossible might come true even if we have made impossible things happen.

The fact that Lincoln saw Micheal's dream and some part of him understood and then reciprocated. Yeah, and it was good!

Loving, gentle, everything and all it could be. This was kinda brilliant. A moment when you see Lincoln finally sees it. When everything falls into place and Lincoln gets it and best of all gives it!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on December 23rd, 2006 08:32 am (UTC)
A moment when you see Lincoln finally sees it. When everything falls into place and Lincoln gets it and best of all gives it!
This was really the impetus for this piece-- the idea that for a change, Lincoln might figure it out on his own without Michael explaining or denying, that he might see what this really cost Michael and the one thing that it all really meant.

There's a certain sweetness to approaching it this way-- the reader kind of falls in love with that part of Michael seen this way. It's not insanity or pitiably stupid, just heedless and overwhelming love. :)
tyricaltyrical on November 10th, 2007 12:57 pm (UTC)

He hoped time would prove him right. And he hoped that in this, like everything else, Michael would continue being unable to refuse him.


If that don't say it all nothing else would.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on November 10th, 2007 07:27 pm (UTC)
Different approaches aside, he knows Michael very well. It's a twist to have him use an aspect of Michael to try to give him what he thinks Michael wants but won't take. *happy sigh*

So, did you happen to see this post? Because of yesterday and all. :)
etherealflaim: neverasketherealflaim on February 18th, 2008 06:55 am (UTC)
And yet it was here, right here between them if they chose to let it happen.
The truth behind this is what gives us hope as slashers and fans >=) And, I think, what binds the brothers inextricably even when they choose not to.

Lincoln wondered if the two of them together might be the happiness neither had found before.
If Michael was being honest, I think he might admit that he's been angling towards this sort of future with Lincoln. Intimate or not, lovers or not, his ultimate plan had always been for he and Lincoln to be one another's only long-term companions. The part that breaks my heart is this: Even if he wanted it (maybe especially if he wanted it), Michael would never ask for anything more than companionship. He would keep his own pain and wanting locked up in his heart, taking what little happiness he could get from a hug, a smile, a passing touch, the brief contact of skin. Unfortunately, that's all too realistic. He probably knows that he needs to get over Lincoln and move on with his life and stop overidentifying with his brother, but that's easier said than done. It's stories like this that, while they are still woven with a little sadness, hint at the possibility of eventual happiness in Michael's life, and by extrapolation, our own.
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Thanks so much =) You write these two with such ease and power.
~EF