Fic: Every Scar Has A Story (1/1)

["SilentSpirit" <imzarqoun@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

TITLE: Every Scar Has A Story
AUTHOR: SilentSpirit
RATING: PG
SPOILERS: none
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~* Every Scar Has A Story *~

I wake softly in her arms. I wouldn't want to wake up anywhere else. I roll over gently, careful not to wake her. As I stand at the edge of the bed I look down at her. She's smiling. Any smile is the most beautiful thing in the world, but seeing one on her face makes my heart want to soar. Burst through the clouds and just fly forever, never wavering or faltering. I step out onto the balcony, leaving the door open a little so that the morning breeze can freshen the room. I look out over the city and the tall half-shadows cast by the pre-dawn light. It's one of those views you can only dream of, and when you do, everything is perfect. I lean back holding onto the rail and lightly start to sway. But as I open my eyes I find myself stopping, just staring at my arms. My scarred arms. I've picked up so many scars you wouldn't think I cared. But these ones are different. These ones were self-inflicted. They stare back at me empty of emotion. I think about the past. Why I did it. Why I have two matching scars along my wrists. The reasons seem meaningless now. I think about crying. But then I think about her. About how she rescued me, saved me. And about how she never asked why. I can't keep it on the inside anymore. And I know I don't have to. I feel hands enveloping my waist. A head on my shoulder. She knows what I'm thinking about. She takes my hands in hers, forcing me to takemy eyes off the scars. She entwines her fingers with my own and brings our arms down to our sides. I let my head fall to the side and rest on hers.We watch the sunrise.

"I'm ready," I say, no more than a whisper.

She takes a step away and turns me around. She takes my wrists in her hands. She gazes into my eyes. I feel a warmth surround me, stroking, soothing my soul. She lets her hands slip from my wrists and into my hands. I look down. They're gone. As I look back up she pulls me towards her slightly. She places her lips on mine and kisses me with a kiss that promises theworld. And I have no doubt.

~ fin ~