On my Island (Kara x Reader)

15. No life without her

Kara pov

As soon as i land on the balcony of the DEO i get her into the medwing, Alex not far behind with whatever it is she might need. But when i put Y/n down on the bed she begins to shiver so hard that i feel like she's leaving me.

I back away as Alex begins to do whatever it is she does, what she does best. But all i can think about is how she had been out there for three days. Without proper heat, without power, laying by that fire. Three whole days.

Somehow deep down i had the feeling she had started getting sick the morning before she left my place. But now that i look at her, her body still shivering as Alex does whatever it is she's doing, and i try my best not to imagine a life without her. Because i never want to imagine my life without Y/n Cortéz.

Alex hocks her up to a monitor and i feel my back pressing against the wall. She even draws blood, and sets up a drip. But Y/n is still shivering, even with the heat lamps and the three blankets already on her. I hadn't even noticed Alex had put them there.

But as i look at her fragile body i feel my heart beating faster and faster as i can't stop my mind from going there.

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The air hangs heavy with grief as i stand among the sombre crowd gathered at Y/n's funeral. The sky is a blanket of grey, matching the heaviness in my heart as i struggle to come to terms with the loss of the love of my life. Without ever getting the chance to call her that.

The scent of freshly turned earth mingles with the crisp winter air, a start reminder of the harsh reality of death. I clutch the bouquet of flowers tightly in my hands, the vibrant colours a stark contrast to the muted tones of the cemetery.

In the church her casket had been open and i could see the damage the cold had done. The sticks in her arm from the medwing at the DEO where Alex had tried to save her. And i never want to look at something like it again. Someone who once was so colourful and full of life, reduced to a cold body of death.

As the pastor speaks, his words a solemn echo in the quiet, i feel a lump form in my throat. Memories of Y/n flood my mind, each one a bittersweet reminder of the vibrant spirit that has been extinguished too soon.

"She was always so full of life," someone whispers beside me, their voice choked with emotion. I nod in silent agreement, unable to find the words to express the depth of my sorrow.

The sound of shovels breaking through the frozen ground breaks the silence, the earth swallowing Y/n's casket with a finality that sends a shiver down my spine. Tears blur my vision as I watch her being laid to rest, the finality of the moment hitting me like a physical blow.

As the crowd begins to disperse, I linger by Y/n's graveside, my heart heavy with regret. If only I had been quicker, if only I had reached her in time, perhaps she would still be alive. But the harsh reality of her death stares back at me, a painful reminder of my failure.

"I'm so sorry, Y/n," I whisper, my voice barely above a whisper as I lay the bouquet of flowers on her grave. "I'll never forget you, and i'll never stop loving you."

The wind whispers through the trees, carrying with it a sense of peace and acceptance. As I turn away from Y/n's final resting place, I carry her memory with me, a beacon of light in the darkness of my grief.

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"Kara." Alex calls out and i come back into the room. Into reality. Where she is not yet lost. And won't. I can't allow myself to think like that. "Kara." I look up to Alex as i realise that she was speaking to me, her voice a bit panicked. "The lamps aren't helping fast enough, she needs body heat."

And i quickly realise what she means. My alien biology allowing me more warmth to share. Y/n always says that it's one of the many things she loves about me. Especially since she practically refuses to dress warmer for the winter months whenever i'm there. Deep down a voice tells me that it's just an excuse to be close to me.

Shaking those thoughts out of my head i head over to her bedside and climb into it with her underneath the blankets. Still wearing my supersuit it gets pretty warm underneath the lamps and blankets, but i don't care.

"Vitals are getting stable." Alex says as she looks at the monitor and i feel how Y/n stops shivering as violently. Wrapping my arms around her i pull her in even closer, and i might imagine it, but i feel how she snuggles up against me.

Before parting, Alex says. "I'll get these tests to the lab, do you need anything?"

"No, i have all i need here." And i feel how she smiles before leaving us to it. The sound of her heart beginning to beat in a common pace again, albeit skipping a few for everytime my hand traces it's way over the low over her back.