Guilt by Nicola Mody (PG-13)

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Fandom: BLAKES7
Pairing: None really. Vauge hints of Blake/Avon and Vila/Soolin, if you squint.
Author on LJ: vilakins
Author Website: Breaking Orbit
Why this must be read:

Because (as the ficathon request that led to this fic goes): "Blake has lied about the death of Jenna (for whatever reason). She is alive and well and returns to Gauda Prime after the events of Blake. She finds... well, surprise me." Because Nicola does surprise, and delight. Because Jenna hasn't changed a bit since she left. Because Blake, Vila, and Avon all have.

In a flash, Jenna was across the room with her gun pressed under Tarrant's jaw. "So it was all right to kill him, then?"

Tarrant froze. "I didn't."

"Don't!" Vila begged. "Please don't hurt him, there's been enough of that."

Jenna kept her gun in place. "Even though he shot Blake?"

"He didn't!"

"In effect, he did," said Soolin. "Telling Avon he'd betrayed him was a sentence of death."

Jenna slowly straightened up and looked at Avon. He gave them all a dazzling and not quite sane smile. "How could you believe that?" she asked, stunned. "Any of you."

"Easy enough," Vila muttered. "Everyone else did the dirty on us."

She turned to him. "Vila! You always liked Blake, and he liked you!"

"Wasn't the Blake I remembered though," Vila said resentfully. "How could I tell, anyway? He didn't even look at us. Just Avon, as if he was the only one who ever mattered."

Jenna went still as several things dropped into place. She closed her eyes briefly, hoping it wasn't true, then strode over to Avon's bed. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't shoot you."

"I can't think of one. Go ahead." His eyes met hers calmly.

Because in the end, everybody gets what they deserve. And you won't be able to beleive you didn't see it coming all along.

Guilt