Fiona didn't realize it for the longest time, but she never really accepted losing Michael until many years later. Instead, she simply tucked the pain and anger away and forgot. She lost herself in her work and became quite the productive gun runner because of it. Then one day she got a call. Nice Cuban woman letting her know that a badly hurt Michael Westen had been dropped off at her hotel.
Fiona hated to admit it, but her heart practically jumped to her throat at the name she hadn't thought of in years. She thanked the woman and hopped on the next plane to Miami, suddenly remembering the intense anger and betrayal she felt towards him.
Then she really didn't need to accept the loss. She just needed to forgive him. And, eventually, she did.
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