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April Kepner ([info]april_kepner) wrote in [info]omega_reality,
"I could have kept saying no," April said, though her mind was on another part of their meeting.

It had been so easy to say no, to refuse to return, but she was also the only one of the three of them who truly understood the choice they'd just made. To never have access to medical treatment, ever, if they needed it, if Eve needed it. It was a gamble she couldn't help but to question. Were they too selfish? Were they gambling with Eve's life and welfare? She would have needed time, time to think, time to discuss the full implication of what they were doing - but Vance had never been one to give people time to think and discuss and the threatening situation and the people involved had been more than enough to push her into a decision.

Now was not the time for doubts however. The decision was made and doubts would only make their situation worse. Right now she needed to help her husband cope, and make sure Nate was given something to focus on until they were safely away.

She put a hand on Nate's arm. "Help me organize the packing," she said, before going to Eliot. "Take your time, try not beating up any trees," she told him softly, trying to give him the calm she didn't truly feel herself. She knew her husband, knew what he needed, but what she wanted was for him to tell her everything was going to be okay. For now though, her needs would have to wait. Talking wouldn't help when Eliot was this upset.


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