¢ℓαякє gяιffιи (borninspace) wrote in storybrooketown, |
She was touching him. He was real. He was real, and he wasn't going anywhere. His arms felt so good wrapped around her, she never wanted to let go. She couldn't lose him again. She didn't think she would survive it. She actually thought it might kill her. She'd felt so empty in the days that he was gone. Seeing his lifeless body lying there on that slab, it had been too much for her.
Clarke nodded. She wasn't going to grill him right now. There would be time for that later. Did Octavia even know her brother was back? Well, there were more of them now. She didn't really know how she was going to explain all of that to him, but that was another thing that could wait. She just wanted to have this time with him. Was that so selfish of her? She didn't care. She had lost him and it devastated her. She wasn't going to lose one more second with him.
"Right, you're here." She smiled, looking up at him. She was trying not to focus on his injuries. He was mostly okay, so she wasn't going to make a fuss at him right now. She took in a breath. She still couldn't believe he was actually here with her. This could still be a dream, but he felt so real and she didn't even want to move. She just wanted to stay here like this, as long as possible.
"Bellamy, when you were gone I..." She let her voice trail off. "Never mind, it doesn't matter. You're here now."