Lilies - Grell Sutcliff Songfic

Love Story

•This song is French, I can't vouch for the accuracy of the translation I found and used here, as I'm not a native speaker. The pronouns have also been changed, obviously. Enjoy!•

A lost soul, she lives but hardly talks. She is waiting for her, in front of this photo of former times.

She sat in the little room where her love's body lay, going through it's change, after having her cinematic records collected and cut. It had been a good thing Ronald kept his promise to wait nearby, just like with Will long ago, Y/N's records had tried to turn on her. She was too attached. She supposed it was karma for giving the man a hard time for that.

"She... Actually killed herself for you?" Ronnie stared down at the girl's body in disbelief. "Damn... I just- Wow."

Grell huffed, glaring at him. "What do you want?"

"Well, honestly to see if it was true-" He put up his hands when she got up and marched at him in further anger. At least she was talking, she hadn't since she died. "To check on you, too!"

She narrowed her eyes at him for a moment, then sighed, walking to her side. "I've had enough of seeing her laying motionless like this..."

"It can take up to two weeks for new reapers to wake up, but hey, at least you know she's waking up!"

Grell turned and tried to punch him in the face, but he dodged, only getting his shoulder.

"Sorry, sorry! Bad wording!" He defended. "I really didn't mean anything by it!"

Crossing her arms, she sneered. "Say something worthwhile, or I'm grabbing you by the hair, and dragging you out!"

"...I'm happy for you guys." He said after a moment of silence, looking at Y/N. "I mean, I'm sorry it went this way, but I'm glad you guys get to stay together."

Her expression was complicated. "Yes... I, I didn't want her to be like us, but..."

"Yeah?" He pressed.

Grell turned back to her, stroking her h/c hair tenderly. "I feel... As though a hole has been filled, when she's with me..."

"..." He couldn't help but laugh a little at that.

He saw on the table beside Y/N Grell's camera, and a picture. He couldn't tell exactly what it was from so far away, but he could make out red, and some sort of flowers.

She, she is not crazy. She believes in it, that's all. She sees her everywhere.

Grell felt like she was going mad waiting for her to wake up again, every time she had to leave to go on a reaping or to take care of some other mundane yet necessary task, she felt like she saw her in everything.

A woman wearing a particular style of clothing, at just the right distance and angle, made her jump to attention for a split second.

A lily in a shop window.

... Babies, even more so now, made her lower lip tremble.

"I want to look into it, but at the same time I don't." Grell sighed, dramatically sitting down. She bit her lip softly. "See if reapers can even reproduce at all, you know? If they can, oh darling we will get our family, but if not... Do I want to know? Get my hopes up? Our hopes up? Ugh! That was slightly easier when I knew it was impossible and just a what if to play around with the thought of..."