A Gorman/Vasquez oneshot drabblish thing inspired by the line "You always were an asshole, Gorman." Hope you enjoy.

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Famous Last Words

I guess I never thought I'd die ... at least not this way. Half of me knows I should be terrified, and I am, don't get me wrong. I've never been more so. The other half feels strangely numb, like cold hands that have been warmed up to quickly. I wonder if she feels the same way ...

No. No, she doesn't. She can't. She's not terrified, or numb. She's exilerated, proud and beautiful. The same as she ever was. This is how she wanted it. To go out, to get off this planet any way she could and to take as many of these monsters as she could with her.

That's how she should be remembered. I don't know how I'll be remembered, and mostly I don't care. I don't care, because I know I'm ... we're ... doing the right thing by everyone. We're staying behind and dying because we believe that Hicks and Ripley still have something worth fighting for and our fight is over.

Her hands close over mine, sealing the fate that neither of us wanted, but accepted with something close to hysterical joy.

"You always were an asshole, Gorman," she hisses, and squeezes our hands together. My last thought is lost in the explosion.

As last words go, not to shabby.