Jun. 26th, 2012

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The hospital scares Eric, the way Linus looks so small in a hospital bed – the way his skin looks just as white as the sheets under the gown, the way his eyes are closed and the only indication he’s still there is the stable bounce of the monitor read out.

No better time than now.

He presses Linus’ knuckles to his lips, gripping tighter. This could be the time he doesn’t come back.

“I love you, and you were right about Luke and Leia,” he admits sheepishly. “I’m sorry.”

Linus’ fingers flex and he opens his eyes; “Love you too.”

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To Henry, Karen is the future, wiping away the sins of the past.

She is a lady, all he desires, a goddess and a princess – she deserves all that he can give her and more.

She is the warmth in his once empty bed, the complications he welcomes in his life, the one thing he shouldn’t have and yet has been lucky enough to hold.

She is breakfast in bed on Tuesday morning, pouring warm blueberry syrup over homemade pancakes she’ll say she doesn’t deserve.

She is the reason he puts in his notice.

She is the reason he survives.

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