Damianista’s note: What if Carrie wrote a letter to Dana about her father? NotLinda is giving us a brilliant Homeland Fan Fiction today. ENJOY!
I’m sorry for the deceptive formation of this message. I’m afraid when you know this is from me, Carrie, Carrie Mathison, you’ll hit delete. Please – just don’t.
I know you asked to never see me again but there is a shit storm headed your way and you deserve to be warned. Those same crowds who cheered a hero, who yelled traitor and shoved mics and cameras in your face? You’ll see them again soon.
Maybe you’ve heard the rumors about a defector from highest levels of the Iranian regime. It’s about to go fucking viral and it’s true. There’ll be experts and panels and talking heads yapping about the “truth”. You need to be armed with other truths.
Your dad has a role in this story but not in the way you might think. He is the real hero of this story. He died a hero’s death in a public square in Tehran for his role. I swear it’s the truth. I was there. I had to be there.
Well, soon this will be a matter of public record and you’ll have all the details. I’ve worked hard over the years to get his story told but in this work sometimes events move the narrative more than efforts.
Please let me tell you the other facts.
Some said – Brody is a man who changes his mind. Dana, that is a fucking understatement. Eight years of torture and manipulation or an offer to save his family and himself in exchange for cooperation. That’s called changing his mind? Really. Or they say he’s a man who put on The Vest. Well, only you really know what drew him back from detonating that vest. Love. Love for you, Dana. When he had a choice he chose you.
Your father was not damaged goods, ever. He said it – Used, played, lied to, but, Dana, he was fully capable of and deserving of redemption. And, though you may not want to hear it from me – great love and great tenderness. If love includes self-sacrifice, then he gave more than he ever received. Maybe even from me.
I had my part in your tragedy. Living in gray areas makes a real light hard to see. I have regrets but knowing Nick Brody isn’t one and not trying to telling you about him will not be one either
What I hope you can understand is how desperate we all were. Everyone had so much to lose. Then in the end we all lost him. Husband, father. Brody. After all this time I have to suddenly cover my face and say his name. Oh Brody. You know that feeling, Dana. I know you do.
There is a ceremony at Langley. They’re finally putting the star he earned on the wall. You’ll all be formally informed, invited. If you want to give your mother and Chris a heads-up I leave it up to you but I will be there. My daughter will be there. Yes, our daughter.
My regrets? Your dad called it – keeping my distance. Yeah, I regret that. I’d like to spare you that regret, Dana.
You’ll know what’s best, you are your father’s daughter.