"Scott?"
He doesn't look up from where he's pressed himself into the corner of the dark room. He feels the bed dip as Kirstie crawls her way over and presses herself into his side. She's still crying. Scott can't tell if he's shaking or if it's the train, but he hasn't cried yet.
Esther sits on the edge of the bed. Leigh closes the door behind them. The room is too small now.
"Honey?" Scott's eyes flick up. Esther looks like she's about to cry, too. "I have—I have news."
A tear runs down her face. Kirstie's sobbing into his shirt. The last glimmer of hope in his chest fades.
"President Jose left a message for you. He sends his apologies—"
Scott closes his eyes.
"They found four bodies in one of the border towns."
Leigh is sniffling from the other side of the bed.
"They ha—haven't identified the bodies yet, and he said they won't have answers til—till tomorrow."
Esther's voice cracks and Leigh picks up where she left off. "It might not be him, we don't know yet. They only sa—said that the Myrosian rebels took credit."
One tear slides down his cheek.
Scott lowers his head into Kirstie's hair.
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A Reunion of Lips
FanfictionSequel to Seven Levels Below--if you don't read that first, this isn't gonna make much sense! There were fingers digging into his shoulders, trailing down his spine, smoothing over his warm skin. He sighed and relaxed into the touch for a few minute...
