[ She gives a shake of her head even if he really can't see it. It would have to have been Barry Wheeler and Alice Wake. The divorce had never fully gone through with Alan's disappearance, which meant the rights and franchise all fell to presumably those two parties. Jesse was never involved. Why would she be? She only knew Barry a handful of days and none it would have been enough time for her to be included in anything with legalities.
« Not that I would have wanted it. I just wanted him home. He's home now, but...
It wasn't supposed to be this way. »
Not that there was a predetermined way for it to be. Just what she had imagined and hoped for in her own head.
His question tells her everything she needs to know. Confirms everything she was already suspecting.
That emotion rumbles in her chest. Green eyes tilt down to the floor between them and she stills. It reminds her of the time she thought Alan was coming home only to find out he was trapped in another story. Another story that, by the end, the villain was vanquished and the sunrise featured Alan and Alice Wake... and she was left behind.
Again.
Now...
« He forgot. »
She wrote him a note so he wouldn't forget. It was on his own instructions she did. Which means he forgot about the note as well. All that must have stuck was somehow him learning that "Jesse Faden" had become the Director. That her "guiding star" was still there too. He wrote a story where she vanquished the evil from the Lake and... she was left behind.
Again.
« At least whatever was left of Dylan remembered me. Remembered us. He knew I was Jesse and his sister. He knew and could see you. »
A frown tugs on the corner of her lips. She forces the walls to stay in place.
« No. I'm the Director now. People need me. They need someone to call the shots; to be the leader. This can't intefer with that. »
Her free hand curls.
« Thirteen years... and he forgot. »
Everything gets pushed down. Hidden behind walls she let him through once. She can't pull Polaris back, especially as her friend quite literally hums through the whole building. That doesn't mean she needs Polaris to reach out again. She has the answer she needed.
« He wanted the Director. So, he can talk to the Director. Not that I'm going to introduce myself that way. » ]
Estevez was trying to get you to co-operate with us. The Buearu has been holding down the area since you disappeared in 2010. We have reports from our own investigation thirteen years ago, but, they missed details. Details she was hoping you'd be willing to give to help us stop what we call "the Shadow", and what you call "the Dark Presence."
[ She pauses. ] We also have the reports the Director wrote up as she was involved with everything thirteen years ago. Hell, the locals still have pictures if when the two of you were here together.
[ « Part of me really hates this. It's not supposed to be this way. Did I really wait ALL this time for this...? »
Her free hand moves into the pocket that has her half of thr charm she gave him all those years ago. ]
The Director was also able to clear up some details about Dr. Emil Hartman... after she had to take him down at HQ. Her report said you contacted her about him.
We just wanted answers and to clear things up so we can help each other. You flew off the handle at her, Wake.
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« Not that I would have wanted it. I just wanted him home. He's home now, but...
It wasn't supposed to be this way. »
Not that there was a predetermined way for it to be. Just what she had imagined and hoped for in her own head.
His question tells her everything she needs to know. Confirms everything she was already suspecting.
That emotion rumbles in her chest. Green eyes tilt down to the floor between them and she stills. It reminds her of the time she thought Alan was coming home only to find out he was trapped in another story. Another story that, by the end, the villain was vanquished and the sunrise featured Alan and Alice Wake... and she was left behind.
Again.
Now...
« He forgot. »
She wrote him a note so he wouldn't forget. It was on his own instructions she did. Which means he forgot about the note as well. All that must have stuck was somehow him learning that "Jesse Faden" had become the Director. That her "guiding star" was still there too. He wrote a story where she vanquished the evil from the Lake and... she was left behind.
Again.
« At least whatever was left of Dylan remembered me. Remembered us. He knew I was Jesse and his sister. He knew and could see you. »
A frown tugs on the corner of her lips. She forces the walls to stay in place.
« No. I'm the Director now. People need me. They need someone to call the shots; to be the leader. This can't intefer with that. »
Her free hand curls.
« Thirteen years... and he forgot. »
Everything gets pushed down. Hidden behind walls she let him through once. She can't pull Polaris back, especially as her friend quite literally hums through the whole building. That doesn't mean she needs Polaris to reach out again. She has the answer she needed.
« He wanted the Director. So, he can talk to the Director. Not that I'm going to introduce myself that way. » ]
Estevez was trying to get you to co-operate with us. The Buearu has been holding down the area since you disappeared in 2010. We have reports from our own investigation thirteen years ago, but, they missed details. Details she was hoping you'd be willing to give to help us stop what we call "the Shadow", and what you call "the Dark Presence."
[ She pauses. ] We also have the reports the Director wrote up as she was involved with everything thirteen years ago. Hell, the locals still have pictures if when the two of you were here together.
[ « Part of me really hates this. It's not supposed to be this way. Did I really wait ALL this time for this...? »
Her free hand moves into the pocket that has her half of thr charm she gave him all those years ago. ]
The Director was also able to clear up some details about Dr. Emil Hartman... after she had to take him down at HQ. Her report said you contacted her about him.
We just wanted answers and to clear things up so we can help each other. You flew off the handle at her, Wake.