Re: Derek/John
"Not so irrelevant when you seem to be willingly turning into him," John retorted. But, this conversation wasn't getting either one of them anywhere. It never did when they started talking about the war or Future John.
Letting all of that go, he reached over to put an arm around Derek. "I'm not asking you to give up your memories, Derek. Just to try not letting the bad ones become the only thing driving you because when you talk about the whys of this war, it's never about the good. You only talk of the bad and I know there's good in there. I just don't know how much you remember of the good, or if there's enough good there to truly remind you what being alive means beyond breathing and with a pulse. That's all I want for you, Derek. The same thing I want for myself and everyone: a chance to really live. You don't have to give up your memories and I wouldn't ask that. Just...think about making some new ones, try not to get trapped by the old ones to the point you can't come back to us." This time, it was John who hugged Derek. "To your family."