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Chapter 17: Sign Of The Times

a/n: this chapter shifts perspective a few times because our girl is hurt so I wanted to dive deep more into her relationships. so bare with me, please. 

t/w: extreme loss. like this chapter deals with the loss of known and unknown loved ones so if you aren't in the right space please skip and if you need message me and we can talk about it

*Song: Sign of the Times by Harry Styles*

Kylo regretted the moment he told her no. If he could go back and change what he said he would. He knew the destiny of you too. Both needed to fight together in order to win but being selfish he convinced himself she was fine. Well, that's what he told himself until he could no longer feel her in the force. 

Even while in another galaxy all this time he could feel your warmth, your love but 22 days ago it disappeared. He was afraid to admit it but all he could think was Ophelia is dead. It broke him. For the past 22 days, he had been a living demon on the Finalizer. He killed anyone that looked at him wrong. Anyone who had thought of Ophelia was immediately met with the wrath of his lightsaber. 

The only one who had the courage to speak to him openly was Vicrul. Vic became close with her during her time here. Out of all the knights she bonded with him with most. Vic felt the loss Kylo was feeling but in a lesser value. 

Vic was tremendously sad but it didn't compare to Kylo. Vic lost the closest thing to being a sister but Kylo lost the love of his life. And not only that when the force connection cut off he not only her but a part of himself with her gone. The part that was Ben vanished. Any pull to the light was gone. He fully became Kylo Ren all over again. 

He called the phone she gave him every single day. He hoped she would answer but even if not her, he would take anyone. He just needed to hear what happened. It was the not knowing killing him. 

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It had been 23 days since Thanos had stepped foot on earth. 23 days since Ophelia was put in a coma by the strength of all 6 infinity stones. Steve knew if she was anyone else she would be dead right now but all he could do was hope she would wake up. 

"Steve you have been sitting here for the past 3 weeks. I can take a turn. Why don't you go shower and actually have a full meal," Nat said while looking down at Ophelia laying in the hospital bed. Steve was next to her. His hair a mess and the bag under his eyes proved his lack of sleep. 

"I showered this morning and I'm not hungry. I just need her to wake up. I need her to be okay. I lost Bucky again. I can't lose her too. Even though she wasn't around when I became Captain America I weirdly feel like she ties me to that time."

"You still love her?" Nat asked. She shifted on her feet slightly. It pained her to see you, her best friend, laying there and Steve, her other best friend, in so much pain.

"I will always love her... But it's not like that. She is my soul mate but it's platonic. She is my comfort." He said reaching for her hand. He needed to touch her. To feel that her skin was still warm. That she was still alive.

Nat just nodded and silently left. Nat knew if she stayed she would lose it. That was her best friend laying in that bed on the brink of death. And seeing Steve in such an emotional state only made it worse for her. She would do anything to have you back. 

Once Nat left the room, Steve grabbed your hand again, giving it a light but firm squeeze. 

"I know they say sometimes people in a coma can hear when you talk to them so I am just going talk. Ophelia, you are my best friend. When I thought I had nothing I had you. You welcomed me into the Avengers better than the other Stark," Steve chuckled, "You were there for me when I thought I would never find Bucky again and were there again when I found him. I can't thank you enough for everything. I know I shouldn't ask you for something else after everything you have done for me but I need you to wake up. I need you to fight."