.... I highkey want to write a fic about Harkness regaining his memories and escaping AGAIN and trying to find the guy who sold him out, a journey that has taken him all the way to the Mojave, to answer just one question; why? And maybe even, as his bitterness over the autonomy stolen from him grows, revenge.
Only to find that the cruel idiot bastard of a boy who sold him out is now an old man with a town and a family who barely remembers the whole ordeal. The old man shoos his grandchildren out of the room and says "I don't doubt I wronged you, and I won't pretend it was for a good reason. I made a living out of being the world's greatest fuckup. I keep waiting for all those people i did wrong to show up, but so far, you're the first. And I think you should be the one who gets to end things." And he pulls a knife out of his pocket, opens it, and slides it across the table to Harkness...
Harkness leaves the ramshackle little house, feeling less heavy, but more complicated. Eli watches him from the window.
