- Ch.28: Roots Unbroken -

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Harold's navy hair whipped behind him gracefully with the wind as he toyed with the fabric of time, opening portals to and from completely different realities. On the other hand, Julie had her hair all over her face. 

In one world, someone was being pushed off of a railing. In another, two fathers waved off their child and their spouse for a train.

None held [Name]. "Where could she be?" His frustration grew more and more every time he grew hopeful to see his daughter only to be met with nothing. 

In all his years as an immortal, he had never felt so worried to never see someone again. He was used to losing people. Why was he so scared now?

This was his daughter. That was why. This was the child he raised, the child he named, the child he loved more than anything in all of existence. If he lost her, the void in his heart would never be filled.

"Where would [Name] feel most peace? Where could she go to be so alone?" Julie finally spoke up, just as worried as Harold was. She knew she was falling. Hell, she had already fallen.

Harold paused when he thought about it. He blinked when he realized that they didn't even have to enter the fabric of time to find it.

He opened a portal to the spot where he first found [Name] all those decades ago.

They both stepped out of the portal. Sitting against the now-dead oak tree was that same green plushie from all those years ago, now claimed by nature.

"This is the place." Harold looked at the little green monster, feeling a pang of heartache at all the memories that flooded in from this place. He could still see it all in the same way he did years ago.

The corpse of a mother, the tears of a child, and the rust of a crashed car being claimed by the water all felt so fresh. As if it happened just yesterday.

"Did [Name] ever discover what happened to her mother?" Julie took no time to put the pieces together. Harold paused before shaking his head. "No. I never...I never brought myself to tell her. After a while...she..she seemed to just give up."

"Makes me feel like shit." Harold winced, baring his teeth. That was the first time Julie had heard him swear. Julie hesitated before putting a hand on his shoulder.

 "You saved her. You gave her a home and a family. You're the farthest thing from 'shit' I've ever seen. And trust me, I know what 'shit' is."

Harold glanced at her. "Trust me, I know Walden can be shitty. You deserve better than that bastard." But Julie only clicked her tongue. "I'm not talking about Walden. I'm talking about me."

Harold paused, walking through the overgrown grass that covered the weary road. "There's no healing in hiding."

At Harold's words, Julie looked up at him. "I walked across a universe once. A young girl was sitting on a hospital bed, angry that her father had come to visit her when her father was the one who put her in there."

"But an old man came and spoke to her. He asked her if her father knew anything about her, about any of the things she spoke about while hospitalized. The girl shook her head."

"So the old man wrote something in the journal she kept to herself in the hospital. Inside, he wrote that same sentence."

Julie looked back at the road as they walked. "And...what happened to the girl?"

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