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The day after that big infirmary kerfluffle, Aaron has business to see to. People to speak with. One by one he's going to settle what needs settling, and there's a big one that needs checking off.
One day, it might not be! Aaron opens the door slowly and steps inside - he's not all "mini Amtrum" like Jack hates, but he does look apologetic, and fairly tired.
"Do you have a minute, sir? I wanted to talk about yesterday."
"I have absolutely no idea why Angel attacked me like that, sir, but I wanted to say I'm sorry for what happened anyway. That mission, it went completely off the rails, and one of those things we ran into down there, the one we brought back? It got me, scrambled my brain like an egg trying to make me kill one of the others. I was acting crazy and irrational for a while after and wanted to make it right to people."
He didn't mean to blab it all out at once but it was all on his mind and wanted to escape somewhere. Besides, he's grown to see Jack as rather approachable.
"I'm going to people and looking to make things right, if they'll hear me out. But you and Doctor Makaila had to be called in, and I wanted to apologise to you that it was necessary."
"Nossir. I hope they believe that. The mission went badly, I was the only one who got out of that basement uninjured, and I do feel a little responsible for how things went."
He runs a hand through his hair, sighing. "Honestly, sir, I don't know what to say to everyone, and I feel like I'm pretty crap at this whole 'agent' thing."
"Seems like when I do anything but straight up combat, I screw it up, sir."
It's the truth. "I disobeyed a direct order in order to protect the basement team, because my friend and girlfriend were going down there. But then everyone but me got hurt. Eric had to save me from getting shot when he was already injured. So it feels like all I did was get in everyone's way."
Well, Sarah might have been incinerated if he hadn't made that wall, and he'd taken out a lot of the genos, but still.
"Not to mention I was stupid enough to get mindjacked, and I almost murdered Eric while under that creature's control. I tried to fight, but if it hadn't gotten shot I might not have been able to resist."
"Eric told me to go upstairs, sir, with Mark and Jan Di, and one of the other agents. But... you ever have a gut feeling, during your field days? That you just knew something was going to happen? I had that feeling while we were going down, and with Eric and Sarah - the two I mentioned - there, and their friend, and that scared kid, Fred? If my gut was right and something terrible happened to any of them, and I wasn't there to stop it, I would've hated myself."
And look how it went anyway. "I just didn't want to take the chance, with people I cared about going into danger and myself in a position to help. Mark and Jan Di are strong, I was sure they could handle themselves."
"I understand that, sir. It's not that I didn't trust them."
He trusts Sarah unconditionally! And he knows Eric and Becca are competent. "I just hated the idea of letting them go into danger and not doing anything. I don't know, it wasn't a rational choice, I just did it. And I have no idea how to make it right, considering what happened. I'm sure some of them blame me."
"I'm going to. I saw Eric when he woke up but he was high as a kite, not in a position to have a real conversation about it. Fred's... well, docs are still working on her."
The mention makes him look a little paler, and he mutters something like "Eric shouldn't've bothered..."
"I dunno if Becca will let me see her, and I plan to call Sarah and talk about things. Been trying to figure out what to say. 'I'm sorry, please don't hate me for screwing everything up'?"
"I took out a lot of the enemy, but I failed to protect them. They all got hurt. And I dunno, I feel like some of them might think I'm why they got hurt. When Angel attacked me, he screamed in my face, asked 'what did you do'."
He's still trying to figure out what he was talking about.
"I guess I have a hard time looking at it like that, but I get your point, sir. I'll try to talk to them, make them understand I did what I could. Just sick of 'what I can' not being good enough."
He'd screwed up capturing Jim, he'd killed all those soldiers, he hadn't even protected a single one of the basement team... go far enough back and Miranda was dead because he acted too slowly.
"Hell of a job I'm doing living up to my name, huh?"
The lack of judgement is a relief. "I'll keep trying to make my best, um, better. Heroes have to be strong enough to protect people, especially the ones they care about."