You Know The Devil's Got Your Number
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Title: You Know The Devil's Got Your Number
Characters: Libby, Desmond.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers only for Live Together, Die Alone. Speculation about Libby's backstory (if you've read my other Libby fics, you'll recognise it, but you don't have to have for it to make sense).
Summary: Written for
lost_in_108 prompt #56: superstition. Libby tries to suppress her fears about the boat being jinxed as Desmond prepares to set sail.
Her father and everyone else was right, Libby thought as she prepared to watch Desmond depart for the sailing race in her boat. Of course the boat wasn’t jinxed. It was just superstition.
She had to tell herself that, in order to reconcile herself with giving away the boat she had associated with bad luck. She had to believe it, even remembering how she’d collapsed when David had presented her with the boat at their wedding, remembering David falling overboard during that argument after she’d struck him, never to be seen alive again.
Yet as Desmond sailed into the distance, Libby knew she wouldn’t see him again either.
Characters: Libby, Desmond.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers only for Live Together, Die Alone. Speculation about Libby's backstory (if you've read my other Libby fics, you'll recognise it, but you don't have to have for it to make sense).
Summary: Written for
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Her father and everyone else was right, Libby thought as she prepared to watch Desmond depart for the sailing race in her boat. Of course the boat wasn’t jinxed. It was just superstition.
She had to tell herself that, in order to reconcile herself with giving away the boat she had associated with bad luck. She had to believe it, even remembering how she’d collapsed when David had presented her with the boat at their wedding, remembering David falling overboard during that argument after she’d struck him, never to be seen alive again.
Yet as Desmond sailed into the distance, Libby knew she wouldn’t see him again either.