Date: Thu, 17 Aug 2000
Subject: Behind Again, Alone Again.
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title: Behind Again, Alone Again.
author: Rodlox.
JMS owns all canon characters and events.
notes: this is my attempt at looking inside the mind of one elderly
Zack Allan.
archive: Gok's Nest....anyone else, ask me first.
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I used to do what they told me. I stayed behind, kept an eye on the station.
I did that while everyone else went out. Out to wars, out to celebrations, out to things I'd rather not remember. Wars like the Shadow, Earth Civil, Drakh, just to name a few.
'Keep an eye on the place' they've said. And I did.
Risky as Babylon Five was, it was certainly safer than those battlefields. And yet, yet I feel I missed out on important things, stuff of legends.
When history remembers them, it will remember Sheridan who banished the First Ones, Ivanova who was the Voice Of The Resistance, and more.
But who will remember me? Zack Allan, who stayed on-station like he was told. Marcus Cole will probably get a bigger chapter in the history books than I will -- if I get one at all. I was, after all, just one security chief in a long line, with nothing distinguishing to mark me as special.
'Stay behind', they said. I did, and I miss everything. While I was arresting a purse-snatcher, Lyta was risking her life on Mars. When was cornering a thug in DownBelow, Sheridan was confronting the Shadows with the Vorlons.
I'm a nothing, an insignifigant nobody. I'm one of those things that ride a tail-wagging dog that it hardly notices.
Nothing special about me. If there had been, they probably wouldn't have left me behind so many many times.
I was always left behind. And now I die alone.
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