Once he stumbles and nearly falls, just catching himself, and it makes him look up. His eyes widen and he backs up. “No. No. Jesus Christ, no.” His eyes are wide and round as he backs up. “You can’t do this to me,” he says, hoarsely, and ducks behind a tree. He might be there, again. She might be there. And therefore he can’t be. If they could
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Her face is still covered in sorrow, her eyes still flow with tears, from time to time, but at least the evening breeze is gentle. Her hand holds to the railing as she takes a shaking breath.
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But he's just so tired.
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Just in case it's someone else. Just in case this isn't someone she can help. Just in case it's a dream.
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But still Cal. Definitely still Cal. And hearing someone approaching...he can't get up, not now. It's not Niko, it's not Robin. Maybe someone's come to kill him. He can always hope.
He waits, eyes closed.
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