[She looks over at him, breath half-lodged in the cage of her chest, and it's almost twisted and cruel how easily, effortlessly she can picture it.
Picture Jeremy dying. Pain. Blood all over him, choked breath, silence before the light goes out. The light always goes out. No matter how brightly you burned before.]
I just--[She looks down at their hands, hers inhumanly colder than usual.] I don't...want to lose you.
[I'm alive, Sarah. Sarah lifts her gaze at that, quiet and heavy and frighteningly raw, but she listens.
And she doesn't say anything for a really long time.] I know. [Her arms slowly slip over his neck as she rises in tip toes to hug him.]
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Picture Jeremy dying. Pain. Blood all over him, choked breath, silence before the light goes out. The light always goes out. No matter how brightly you burned before.]
I just--[She looks down at their hands, hers inhumanly colder than usual.] I don't...want to lose you.
[I'm alive, Sarah. Sarah lifts her gaze at that, quiet and heavy and frighteningly raw, but she listens.
And she doesn't say anything for a really long time.] I know. [Her arms slowly slip over his neck as she rises in tip toes to hug him.]