clearly moving away wouldn’t help , van’s eyes instead squeezing shut . the memory of jackie likely already burned into eyelids , fused with every sense . “ tormenting me for the sake of it is very jackie by the way , so congrats on nailing that part . ”

“ fuck you , jackie . ” feeling ill at ease in her own home and in the company of a supposed friend , van gave up . flopping onto the couch , if she was being tormented then she’d at least be comfortable . “ that why you’re here ? ”

“ does everyone get this treatment , or am i just your special favourite ? ” dry , and humourless . daring to meet jackie’s dead gaze . “ when you’re dying your entitled to think your day can’t get worse , but i could still get stuck with you yet . ”

“ can’t shake that obsession even in death then ? ” a subtle shake of the head , almost amusing . “ at least tell me the little team pep talks didn’t survive the step from life to … whatever this is . ”

“ well none of us are particularly well adjusted , can’t blame us for being that fucked up . ” either was as bad as each other . ghosts seemed van’s only company as of late . “ guess i’m just stuck in the past . ”

blame ? perhaps better to steer clear of that one . head hanging down . “ i’m not eternally thinking about you , if that’s your question . and i don’t think saying sorry for eating you would really do much now , would it ? ”

“ you probably got off easy . ” an entirely strange concept to offer to a dead woman . “ you would’ve done what you needed to if you were still around . am i really be lectured by the person who left me in a burning plane ? ”

“ excuse me if that didn’t magically make everything better . ” van huffs defensively , making enough of a moment to contemplate . “ y’know , it’s supposed to be the smoke that gets . but not then , it was going to be the fire . funny , hadn’t thought about that in a while . ”

“ jackie … ” tone settling , far less aggressive . “ you’ve been dead far longer than i ever knew you alive . right now , i don’t think it matters what either of us thought of each other . ”

“ do you want a medal ? ” snapping , entirely as a reflex . guilt seeping in . “ shauna didn’t let it rest , if that’s any consolation . that’s probably more than i’ll get . ”

“ so you’re here to absolve my soul ? ” sarcasm dripping , patience wearing thin , past grievances and guilt rising to the surface . “ what do you actually want from me ? ”

“ what i take from it is that i must be even more sick than i thought . ” pushing back a little , van seemingly not taking to being mocked very well .

fuck , i need a drink after that

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