Avalance One Shots

My thoughts

Ava has been crying for hours now. She learned Sara's death and felt like she couldn't breathe. She is devastated and lying on her side, in her robe, still crying. She wants sleep to take her away so she can stop feeling like this but she can't let herself. She couldn't bare to wake up and reach over to the other side of the bed, expecting to snuggle with Sara, only to remember everything and break down into tears again. Her Sara, her beautiful Sara, the love of her life, is gone. How can she live now? Her whole life she's been with her. She's no one without her, Sara made her who she is and by leaving, she took a part of her she will never get back. 

She stares into nothing and lets memories roll in her head. Their first date, her eyes, their first kiss, her hair, their first time, her lips, all their movie dates, her hands, waking up next to each other, her smell, their dances, her voice and all the I love yous.

Her eyes come back into focus and she spots something weird in the pattern of the wall. A bump and a square hole she never noticed before. She slowly gets up and walks over there. She takes out a pocket lamp she had on her night stand and points it in the hole. She sees the corner of a metal box. She feels the walls next to the hole and it's thin. Very thin. There is no wall, it's just the wallpaper. She rips it open and it reveals a bigger hole with the metal box in it. She takes it and sits on her bed placing it in front of her. She opens it and there, lies a small journal, the width of the box. She opens it to the first page and there, in Sara's handwriting lay the words This journal belongs to Sara.  Under, other words If you read this beat it! Unless I'm dead, then only Ava can read it.

Ava smiles and shuffles the pages. The journal is full and she opens it on a random page. She reads.

May 2019,

Today the worst thing happened: Ava got captured and it was the worst feeling in the world. She was in a hotel room when we found her and when I saw her, my heart stopped. I couldn't breathe. When we got back to the waverider, John told me that if she'd been gone that long, there was nothing we could do. As if I'd give up on her! As if I could live without her! She is the best thing that's ever happened to me apart from the Gambit, but that's just because it led me to my life with her. Just the thought of living without her makes me sick. 

Ava breaks into tears but kept reading.

I ordered John to send me to her purgatory so I could save her. It  wasn't as bad as I thought it would have been. It was really Ikea-like. In there, were her anxieties, one of them being a clone. I know it's hard for her, but it so doesn't matter if she's a clone or not. She is still her and I would never trade her for anyone else. 

There was a hallway, full of boxes and clone Avas. It was horrible. I begged to whoever was listening to give me my Ava back and a door appeared. When I opened it, I saw Ava on the ground crying. My heart broke seeing her like that. She told me: But you could have chosen any one of those other women. My heart broke a little when she said that, does she think I'm that kind of person? I responded with: I don't want other women. And it is so true. I don't want any other women. She is perfect. If I were to lose her, I could never love anyone else. She's perfect. Did I say it already? She is perfect. Just the way she is.

She is the one.

Ava kept reading, flipping the pages and sometimes laughing, sometimes hurting, sometimes crying (of joy or sadness).