A little letter for erik_og

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Before leaving for St. Petersburg, while in Alex's office getting the things they needed from there, Sestra searched the drawers till she found some fine paper and a pen, she scribbled a note out the best she could and asked one of the men to deliver it to an old run down opera house and just leave it there, with a white rose and a black ribbon

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Sestra crawled up into the same spot in the Opera House Alex had been in after he showed her. She looked out the window, staring for a long moment before taking the phone Alex gave to her and dialed the number to Erik's phone. The phone was still warm from Alex's cheek being pressed against it and now it was hers.

She waited as it rang, her heart pounding and wonder... did he get her note? Did he get the phone? Did he... please answer.

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Sestra waited as the phone rang, pulling her legs up tighter to herself. She rested her chin upon it. The phone rang a few times then suddenly there was a voice. With her heart beating so hard, she was startled at first, lifting her head, then she sighed softly in hearing her name. "My Ghost.... Erik," she breathed softly. "You got my note." She leaned back, body relaxing. Her heart singing.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come to see you in person. I wish you were here with me. I miss you." She paused then spoke slowly, "They have an opera house here. It's where I'm at now. I had to."