Where Is Nick Berry 2010

[Lost] The End

Title: The End
Fandom: Lost
Characters: Jack Shephard
Pairing: Jack / Kate
implied Rating: G
Word Count: 396 ( Fidipù )
Challenge: COW-T @ maridichallenge
Prompt: [The Week - Missoni 2] Clear
Summary: Jack. The end.
Notes: write I crying, a sign that I probably would not ever deliver the Lost and the damned and wonderful final episode. , __, I had never described the death of Jack, and even if it is a rather overworked theme I wanted to say mine too. ^ ^
Spoiler: None
Disclaimer: DARLTON FUCK I love you.
Warning: None



Jack trudging through the bamboo poles that seem to open before his feet to let him pass, the hand pressed against his side, blurred vision so that she can hardly see what the lies ahead, does not see the ground approaching, or the trunk to which it clings to the legs when not longer stand up.
slid to the floor, eyes wide open, and puts his hand on the other when they feel that the pain starts to become thinner, less noticeable, when it becomes aware of being one step away from its end - and it's stupid, yes, but can almost feel the hand of Kate in his own, his fingers thin and fresh with its interwoven.
is thinking about this for a moment when they break the barriers of forgetfulness and he, for the first time, he hears a voice. He is my father , think, and the voice becomes clearer, ever closer, and when Jack turns to look to that source smiles at seeing Vincent rush toward him. The dog wags his tail, stroked his face with his nose and tongue, and when he tries to touch it to turn Vincent and lies next to him, unlike what he did three years ago, this time waiting for him, remains at his side, waiting that what needs to happen.
And Jack can not help but think that that's the only way they could close the loop. The earth does not tremble more, the island is safe and he is back there where it all began, he returned to watch the bamboo stalks that sway between his eyes and the sky clear and bright over the mountain peaks stretching as far as d 'eye, and when inside he feels that the end came, he sees it. Prima is a dot
indistinct and gradually that appears and disappears among the foliage takes on a definite consistency, an identity. If he had an ounce of strength, laugh. If he could, he rose up and shouted loudly because she knows that everything he has done has really done for a reason. As the plane moves away
finally taking off Kate and everyone else, he smiles, happy as perhaps never really felt in his life. And, finally, closes his eyes.