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Joshua Donovan ([personal profile] damncompass) wrote2014-02-24 12:32 pm
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Late February 2013: Joshua's Lab

It had been a long few weeks for Joshua. He had been ignoring all of the paperwork that he should have been doing, in favour of just doing research, but this morning, he realized that he needed to get back to his responsibilities and finish the backlog of paperwork. Turning he music up, he settled into a rhythm of getting things taken care of.

About an hour later, something jolted him out of his thoughts. A song came on his player, something that he wasn't sure if he'd put on or if he'd bumped the player into radio mode.

I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, "I'll never let you go"
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone"
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight.

He stared at his computer screen for a couple minutes, then replayed the song about four times.

More than a few minutes went by, as he just stared into space, a million things going through his head. Ignoring the rest of the paperwork, he spun his chair over to his laptop and started to write:

To: claudiopolis@gmail.com
From: shinyteleportation@gmail.com

Subject: Things


I don't know why all of a sudden I've been thinking about things, but I've been thinking about the past.

I know I've said this a million times, but I'm sorry. I made you a promise, and I broke it, perhaps for good reasons, perhaps for selfish ones, but I still broke it.

However, even through my crappy broken promise, you've become an amazing and wonderful young lady, one that I'm really damn proud of. I am sorry that I wasn't there to help you along the way, but I think you found the way pretty damn well. I think I'm finally learning to stop being an ass and just let it go. You've moved on, I need to.

I know I say it a lot, but I love you, baby sister. (yes, you'll always be my baby sister no matter how old you get) Let's get dinner and ice cream later. We haven't had a sibling time in a couple weeks. Let me know.

claudiometer: grinning, or possibly sobbing (laugh or cry?)

[personal profile] claudiometer 2014-02-24 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
See, that's the kind of email that deserves an in-person response. When it no longer looks like she teared up on account of it, anyway. (Not that Joshua would care, but she doesn't want anyone else asking if she's okay on her way down to his lab.) At least she knows where to find him.

Knock knock.
claudiometer: current!Claud with Joshua (modern family)

[personal profile] claudiometer 2014-02-24 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do my eyes deceive me or have you actually been dealing with shit?"
claudiometer: hugging Joshua (sibling hug)

[personal profile] claudiometer 2014-02-24 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
She does, and promptly goes in for the hug.
"Good. And you didn't even have to get baked first - Dad would be so proud."
claudiometer: bitty Claud making a dubious face ([kid] tiny Claud is judging you)

[personal profile] claudiometer 2014-02-24 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"And you don't have to apologise anymore. I forgave you a long time ago."
She blamed Artie for ditching her in foster care a lot more than she ever blamed Joshua.
claudiometer: sly grin (sly like a fox)

[personal profile] claudiometer 2014-02-24 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Claudia smiles. "I'm proud of you too, Regentface."
He's happy, and that's all she ever wanted him to be.
claudiometer: Claud and Joshua wearing their Christmas shirts (ain't no party like a Donovan party)

[personal profile] claudiometer 2014-02-25 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
"But you didn't turn that place down, and you're happy. Good enough for me. Now, you said something about dinner?"
Because why stand there being sappy if they don't have to?