Bill was sitting by her bed when she woke. Her admiral was tired, the lines of his face deeper than she had ever seen them. His eyes, fixed on her face, were sadder than her heart could bear. "Bill," she rasped weakly. "You need to rest."
"I am."
He was stubborn. She turned her hand and linked their fingers. "You need to sleep.
"I can't."
"Why not?"
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You are catching up on the drabbles aren't you?
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And I had planned on it. Unless I shouldn't?
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Bill left his hand on her heart, the weak beat of it lulling him to sleep this is lovely and beautiful ♥ and sad ;_; he's already missing her ♥
thanks for catching up =) i'm so happy!
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Wonderful. Thank you.
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And thank you! :D
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