She was the one that never had to say a word, a glance from her would make any one question if they would live to see tomorrow.
He was known for his deadly sins, his bloody hands that never seemed to get clean.
When one meets the other, galaxies c...
Ford had never heard her talk. And she just spoke to him.
His jaw seemed to be unhinged since he couldn't seem to close it.
His knee screamed in pain, but all he could think about was that she just spoke.
Athena's head fell back, her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Ford started to shake her body.
"ATHENA!" He yelled at her limp body. Her eyes didn't open, she didn't move away from his yelling. She just laid there, limp in his arms.
"You have to wake up!" Tears gathered in eyes, burying her face from his eyes. He whipped his eyes quickly, he didn't want to waste any second with her.
She had to wake up, she had so much more to do. To see. She has a life she hadn't lived yet.
"Please, please wake up." he whispered, gasping for air as a sob broke past his lips.
The doors open and someone came in the room. Ford didn't look who it was. He was just trying to remember the last time he told Athena he loved her. When was the last time he hugged her? When was the last time they had a movie night?
"No." someone whispered.
Ford could feel someone looking at them. He didn't care.
He wished that Athena hadn't killed him, because Ford wanted to do things that would make the Devil hide.
"No, no, no." Ford knew who it was, he didn't care. Athena was his sister. The one family that ever truly cared about him.
And she wasn't moving.
"Ford," Timothy whispered.
"Be quiet." Ford whispered.
"Ford we have to go."
"Be quiet." He spoke a little louder.
"Ford-"
"SHUT UP!" He yelled, he turned his gaze to Timothy.
He had tears rolling down his face, staring at Ford. At Athena's limp arms.
"We." Timothy cleared his throat, whipping his nose. "We can take her to the hospital."
Ford just turned his gaze back to Athena, he slightly rocked her in his arms. His knee screaming in agony with the movements, but he didn't seem to care.
He just wanted to hold her.
"Ford!" Timothy shouted when he didn't respond.
"Fine," Ford spoke, deadly calm that radiated from him.
Timothy walked over to them, opening his arms. He gathered her up after he finally peeled Ford's arms from around her.
