"Hey, Elaine, what was it you were about to say to me on the plane when it was going down?"

Jerry had this half smirk, with his mouth kind of opened. She looked at him, breathless. She hoped he didn't remember that. Oh, what the hell, she thought.

"I've always loved you..." she began to say, with the tenderest smile. When she was about to pronounce ( Read more... )

in the first nights, he could easily hear her sobs; they were the only sound in the dark. he didn't know what to say, or even what to do. what in the world could make the pain of losing a son go away?

it was true, william wasn't dead. but the thought of never seeing your child again was pretty much the same, especially for dana scully - the woman ( Read more... )

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A single tear falls as she bends to say the final goodbye to her friend, her mentor, the person she most trusted in her entire life. The greatest wizard of all times. She whispers softly his name against her cracked, thin lips. "Albus", she sighs.

Minerva stares at the cold, dead body standing next to her. She touches his face gently, running her ( Read more... )

"Well, that says a lot. Says a lot, lot, lot. Probably more than we should get in to in this late hour"
He felt a warm breathe on his shoulder, and then he looked at her. He brushed a strand of hair out of her face, touching gently the soft skin of her cheek. God, she was beautiful.
The conversation they had just before she fell asleep still was in ( Read more... )

His shaking hands rest in the knob for a moment. He takes a deep breath, and look at his foot. He stares at the lonely shadow that stands right next to him. A shadow that for so long have always had a partner, to share everything with. It takes him a few minutes to recover the conscience. He looks at the door and finally opens it, and the view hits ( Read more... )

She scratches the blood under her nails frenetically, trying to take it off, with some sick despair in her face. The blood, who was all over her clothes, her neck, her hands, even in her mouth. Blood of innocent children.

Blood. So much blood.

Clove doesn't realize at first, but by scratching her nails in the stones, she had started to bleed herself ( Read more... )