Fractures

12. Reparation

A/N: This is the last chapter. I hope you've enjoyed this AU, cause it sure as hell was a blast to write. Four hours a day for the last two months, I haven't written like that ever in my life. I don't have any concrete writing plans right now; I don't think I'm ready to leave this AU yet, so I might write some side drabbles for it. Let me know if there was something I didn't cover that you'd like to see.

Shoutouts to Heather, Kaylee, and Coral for letting me bounce ideas off them and giving me feedback. Couldn't have kept up the steam without you guys! Love ya!

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- Pink Diamond offers mercy.

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The rhythmic sounds of the ocean soothed her somewhat. The wind tugged at her cloak, and she drew it tighter around her. She watched the water rush towards her, then pull back, as if afraid.

Her anxious thoughts were occupied by the hundreds of unanswered messages and calls and the thousands of years worth of grief.

It had been so long since she'd seen her, nearly half a millennium. Was she happy? Was she handling things well? How much more had she changed?

Ocean, wind, the tang of salt. Shards, cracks, Pink.

Ocean, wind, the tang of salt. Shards, cracks, Pink.

Ocean, wind, the roar of a distant engine.

She observed as the hot pink ship landed a good distance away. A sharp pang of fear and apprehension assaulted her. Already, the tears started.

A lone pink gem disembarked, waving away the concerned faces peeking out after her. Hesitantly, the ship took off, leaving her there alone. It was to be only the two of them, and no one else.

She pulled back her hood as the gem reached her, sighing. "Pink..."

"Blue." The younger diamond was already wearing the hardness of her emotional armor.

The sound of her voice caused a huge surge of emotion; Blue wanted to scoop her up and hold her to her breast, but she had to refrain. She had to keep a tight lid on herself or else she would ruin her chance to earn a place in her sister's new life.

Pink watched stiffly as Blue extended a hand and gently ran it across her scarred cheek. "Does it hurt?" Blue asked softly, with stooped shoulders and deep bags under her eyes.

"Sometimes... On bad days..." She tried to relax a little, tried to calm the vortex of pain that wanted to explode out and hurt the elder diamond. Out of the three, Blue had had the least to do with what happened. Pink knew Blue would try, just for her.

Blue sighed again, withdrawing. "How are you?"

"I'm fine." She glanced at the ocean and the wide sandy beach around them. This planet was not her new home, but a neutral territory she had set up for their meeting. It was small, and didn't have much organic life; it still seemed to brim with potential. "How is Homeworld?"

"We're keeping it together..."

Pink felt bad about leaving Homeworld's society in disarray; the thought didn't change how she felt about being a part of it.

Blue surprised the other diamond by sinking down into a sitting position, only grimacing a little at the sand getting on her clothing. "Pink... Are you really happy, doing all this?" she questioned quietly. Pink had learned how to be a leader, yes, but the other part of being a diamond was colonization, something she refused to do.

Pink sat as well, wrapping her arms around her knees. She would have liked to go closer to the water and let the surf run over her feet, but contented herself by digging her toes into the sand instead. "Yes. This has been my dream for a long time. I'm finally doing what I was meant to."