Burn Notice Season Finale

[scribblinlenore]

But, man, what a slashy, slashtastic, slash-festival of a party it was! I have decided to completely ignore the fact that Victor dies in the end. La-la-la-la-la. *hands over eyes* What fatal gunshot wound? Because...

Wow. Just wow. Every conversation. Every glance. The fact that Michael chooses to trust Victor. The two of them being bad-ass hotness in motion while they're working together. The fact that they're going to GO TO CUBA TOGETHER!! And even though la-la-la I didn't see any fatal gunshot wound, if I had seen one, I would have been staring open-mouthed at how emotional Michael got about it. Like he'd lost someone who was important to him in some way.

My second favorite thing about the episode was when Sam and Fi meet up, and they're all: should we listen to Michael and look after his family, or should we listen to Madelyn and go back up Michael. And they exchange one glance that lasts about a micro second, and then they're up and hauling ass to go back up Michael. Because of course that's what they're going to do. They're his team. I love the team!

Now that they've stopped undercutting Fiona's kickass awesomeness by making her the whiny, overly needy girlfriend, I like Michael and Fiona much better together. (And I found the sex they had together earlier in the season damn hot.) I swallowed kind of hard when Michael says "I've never lost everyone I care about" and gives Fiona one of those big, meaningful glances of his. Awww!

In conclusion: totally awesome finale!!

Comments

[ahab99.livejournal.com]

Yes! God, they were going to have a sea adventure together! Michael totally trusted him! God, I want a million AU fics where Victor doesn't get killed before they pull away from the dock...

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

Me too! I want that story a lot. Hmm. I don't know. I might even have to write it! :)

[linaerys.livejournal.com]

You should!

[ahab99.livejournal.com]

You might! *cheerleads*

[scrunchy.livejournal.com]

You must!!

[lillian13.livejournal.com]

I know, Michael Shanks was totally rocking the tan and the psycho. Mmmmm. Now I want Daniel to meet Victor...

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

Michael Shanks was really great in this! *remains in denial that it was just a flesh wound*

[alizarin-nyc.livejournal.com]

I came VERY late to the finale also, so it hasn't been that long... and YOU ARE SO CORRECT. OMG slashy. I was DYING, I tell you. It was like there, in the boat, they were going to kiss, the eye fucking was out of control.

I want to read the wonderful, fabulous adventures of Michael and Victor. If only I could find it.

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

I really thought they were going to kiss, too! That was some out-of-control chemistry there. Mmmm. There are some Michael/Victor stories tagged on delicious, but I haven't checked them out yet.

Have you thought about writing any yourself? I'm considering it.

[mindyfromohio.livejournal.com]

It's just a flesh wound!

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes! *believes*

[in-the-bottle.livejournal.com]

Victor has some super sekret spy trick and faked his death!!!

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

That totally works for me! *believes*

[sparky77.livejournal.com]

I just watched the season finale last night too! And I am also so in denial about Victor. He's not dead. His massive Michael love will keep alive! Seriously, I am not the biggest Michael Shanks fan ever, but he was just awesome in the part and was adorable with Michael and I might possible have screamed at the end, but he's okay. He's fine. It was just a flesh wound!

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

It was just a flesh wound! Yes, yes. It so, so was. *believes*

Michael and Victor's chemistry was just out of control. At one point when they were on the boat together, it really looked like they were going to kiss. We definitely need some Michael and Victor in Cuba fic.

[sparky77.livejournal.com]

It's all so confusing for me because I'm just not used to taking Michael Shanks seriously.

[bibliokat.livejournal.com]

There needs to be Michael/Victor fic in this world! Or Michael/Victor/Fi fic!

Sam and Fi *fight* over who Michael likes best - it's adorable:)

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

I've found some Michael/Victor fic tagged on delicious, but I haven't had a chance to check it out yet. I'm hopeful!

[bibliokat.livejournal.com]

Ooo, let us know what you think/find!

[nel-ani.livejournal.com]

That ep was SO AWESOME! And it totally made me cry. I was all "O_O...............NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

I really think that was one of the best season finales I've seen in a while. And I was NOOOOOOOO! as well. I really have to go to the denial place. Victor can't really be dead!

[oxoniensis.livejournal.com]

I was SO thrilled when Michael took on Victor as a client, and they were so snarky and clever together, and I might just have wailed at the screen when Victor got shot.

I've been trying to write the story in which Victor's wound wasn't fatal, and Michael didn't take the out of shooting him, but it's not going too well. *sadface* But if I can enable you writing it, in any way, I will!

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

Oh, yay! I'm so glad to hear you're writing that story. Maybe you just need a little time to sort it out? If I can help you in any way, let me know.

[oxoniensis.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Lenore! I'll definitely let you know if I need help. I might just take another look at it now, seeing as I seem to be writing more easily today.

Though I still cast my vote for you writing it!

[barely-bean.livejournal.com]

Right up until Victor dying, I was all flailing in my chair being all THIS IS MY FAVORITE FIC EVER about the season finale. I wanted them sailing off into the Cuban sunset together.

[hellpenguin.livejournal.com]

that episode made my slasher heart so happy I actually went and wrote a burn notice fic. ENJOY.
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“Have I ever told you I like you?” Viktor laughs again as Michael dusts off his hands, the car in the rear-view mirror still rolling to a stop. Michael turns to him and smirks.

“You're batshit insane, Viktor, but I think I like you, too.”

When they get to the parking garage, Viktor watches Carla's men set up the spike strip. Michael walks up and leans close to watch them through the mirror Viktor holds. He smells like Miami sun and half-dried sweat, and Viktor can't remember being this close to anyone he hadn't then viciously murdered. The way Michael is leaning to look in the mirror, his chest is pressing across Viktor's shoulder, all muscle, all spy. Viktor turns to say something about the perimeter and finds Michael's face inches from his, Michael's hot breath ghosting across Viktor's lips, and swallows his words. Viktor sets the mirror down.

Michael inhales, a little bit, his face giving nothing away. Then, there, a little twitch of the lip, a tell. Viktor puts his hand on Michael's hip and it's like time freezes for a split second before they lunge at each other, a half-fight with lips and teeth. Viktor bites Michael's lip hard enough it bleeds, and Michael practically throws him into a pillar. He gasps in pain and Michael uses his disorientation to scrape his teeth along Viktor's jaw, hands unbuckling his pants. Viktor growls, low in the back of his throat and tugs, spinning them so Michael's the one with his back to hard concrete, Viktor's hands pushing up his shirt.

Michael makes a low sound and grinds his hips against Viktor's. Viktor answers with a thrust of his own, and for a few seconds they press so close and so good, rutting up against one another's body heat and friction, that Viktor's quite sure they'll combust, like motor oil and sodium chloride, a fierce bright explosion that will turn everything to dust, and then Michael undoes his own belt and Viktor thinks of nothing at all.

Until, “Perimeter,” Michael grunts and bites Viktor's shoulder. Viktor ignores him, hands full. “Viktor,” Michael insists, drawing out his name in a deep rough wrecked whine and makes Viktor want to ignore him even more. God, it feels so damn good, the sweet slick slide of both of them in his palm, rough around the edges but so good, like bruises after a bar fight, like the kick of a rifle.

But then Michael shoves him back reluctantly and picks up the mirror to check on what Carla's guys are doing, and Viktor would kill him if he had a gun. Instead, he settles for attempting to finish what Michael refuses to pay attention to.

“We have to make our move now, before they get curious about the time and get enough reinforcements to make a foray into-Hey,” Michael turns to Viktor to find him helping himself. He reaches out and places a hand over Viktor's, stilling his movement. “Now's not the time.”

“Fuck you.”

“Viktor, they'll be plenty of time for that later, when we're in a safe place alive,” and goddamnit he's right. But Viktor's so damn close, if Michael would just move his hand- “Viktor.”

And Michael kisses him with none of the earlier voracity, just grabs the back of his head and kisses him properly, with tongue and lips and promise, and then ends it abruptly. “Get in the car.”

When they get to the boat, and Viktor's bleeding out on the floor, there's a moment where he looks Michael in the eye, angry and frustrated and conveys without saying anything, We never even had sex, asshole, and now I'm gonna fucking die and Michael has never wanted Carla dead more than right now.

“You know I'm not going to make it, Michael. This is the only way,” and he's right, he's right, and Michael hates it, hates the whole damn world and its logic and this bloody mess. He wants to grab Viktor by the collar and climb inside his skin, fuck the living daylights out of him but he can't because Viktor is dead either way and this is the only way out of it.

So he puts the gun to Viktor's chest, tells him with his eyes in the way only spies can, I could have loved you, batshit-crazy and all, and pulls the trigger.