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One dance before I go

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by EJfiction

by EJfiction

                                    
                                              

                          "Dance with me?"

                          She looked up, confused as she saw her specialist holding his hand out to her.
                          "Saul..."
                          "Please Fa. I might not be as good as I used to be, but I want to have one last annual kegger dance."
                          "Don't say that."
                          "What, that I want to dance?"
                          "That it'll be the last one."
                          "Fa..."
                          "Please. You always say we aren't soldiers now, so let's not act with the mindset of one."
                          "Then come dance with me, for old times sake if nothing else."
                          She stood and laced her fingers together around his neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist. One of her hands moved to his cheek and her fingers traced the gradually appearing black veins in his face.
                          "You're such a fool you know."
                          It was his turn to lift a hand to her cheek, not to trace any lines on her face, but to wipe a tear that she had involuntarily let escape from her hazel eyes.
                          "I know."
                          The fairy let her head fall onto her specialists shoulder as his arms tightened around her. She hoped they could stay like this for a long time. She hoped the infectious black lines spreading over his body would disappear. But she was still a soldier, that part of her mind would never turn of, so she knew they most likely wouldn't. She knew the disease was taking over him, but in this moment she could only wish that his arms would hold her tight and never let go.