[It could still be a goodbye, Sunny thinks, entirely idle. He feels so oddly calm. Surely, this will all settle in eventually, and that will be it, but...
[She's still here. Does she still love him? Will she spend the night, or leave him alone?
[He wonders...
[Whatever happens, there will be peace, he thinks...
[What more can he say? Chin still hooked over Aubrey's shoulder, he nods...]
[She could rock him through the night like that. Sleep doesn't feel likely, for once. It feels wrong to say, "I love you." He does.
[It only makes sense that she'd still be here, doesn't it? Waking up day to day, or going to bed night after night, without her - that's what doesn't make sense...
[He will be everything she needs. He will be brave. He will be strong. He will be great. He will be - he will, he will, for Her, he will...]
[Sunny can be stronger than anyone could ever recognize. Even now, for all Aubrey’s reminded herself this is what he wants, not what he needs… she finds herself thinking he needs her.
[He needs her, right now, on the floor of his own treehouse, to stay awake. To keep upright for him, and hold him through the night. To not let the heartache of what he’s been through, of what he’s had to do, of what he couldn’t do—for all of it, every wasted second, not to crush her.
[Aubrey needs Sunny, really.
[Maybe minutes pass, maybe hours. She ingulges, just slightly—her own chin coming to rest on his shoulder, still holdng, squeezing, releasing, squeezing....]
[He didn't think he could break open again. Breath bursts out of him like a death throe. He clings to Aubrey all at once, one hand coming to clutch the back of her head.]
[Sunny pulls away, taking Aubrey's face in his hands, staring at her, eyes alight in a way she won't have seen in years; maybe ever - he's never felt this way before.]
I love you. [His voice is a whisper, hushed, urgent.]
I won't leave you.
Where I go...you...you...us...together...Aubrey...
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[She's still here. Does she still love him? Will she spend the night, or leave him alone?
[He wonders...
[Whatever happens, there will be peace, he thinks...
[What more can he say? Chin still hooked over Aubrey's shoulder, he nods...]
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[Aubrey hates goodbyes. She can’t. Won’t. Not until she has to.
[Sunny nods. He’s said as much as he can; more than, really. It’s so, so much—and yet, is that really all…?
[Aubrey barely has the energy. They can stay like this, Sunny resting safe on her, all night. However long he wants....
[Ever so slightly, almost without realizing, she rocks them. Just a subtle sway. It’s grounding....]
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[It only makes sense that she'd still be here, doesn't it? Waking up day to day, or going to bed night after night, without her - that's what doesn't make sense...
[He will be everything she needs. He will be brave. He will be strong. He will be great. He will be - he will, he will, for Her, he will...]
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[Sunny can be stronger than anyone could ever recognize. Even now, for all Aubrey’s reminded herself this is what he wants, not what he needs… she finds herself thinking he needs her.
[He needs her, right now, on the floor of his own treehouse, to stay awake. To keep upright for him, and hold him through the night. To not let the heartache of what he’s been through, of what he’s had to do, of what he couldn’t do—for all of it, every wasted second, not to crush her.
[Aubrey needs Sunny, really.
[Maybe minutes pass, maybe hours. She ingulges, just slightly—her own chin coming to rest on his shoulder, still holdng, squeezing, releasing, squeezing....]
I love you… Sunny....
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I love you... [Hushed, desperate.] I love you...
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[She clutches for his.]
I love you… [And remembers…]
We’re together… a-and we love each other.
[No matter what.]
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[Sunny pulls away, taking Aubrey's face in his hands, staring at her, eyes alight in a way she won't have seen in years; maybe ever - he's never felt this way before.]
I love you. [His voice is a whisper, hushed, urgent.]
I won't leave you.
Where I go...you...you...us...together...Aubrey...
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[“I won’t leave you.” Ah. But…
[But…?
[God, he’s alive.
[Her heart swells.] Y…yeah. [Overflows.] Yeah, I— [She’s crying before she can think to stop herself.
[Choked, Aubrey pulls Sunny right back, tight. Why hold back now? She’d die for him. She’ll live for him.]
I will.... I-I’ll stay with you forever.
[They’ll find somewhere, together.]
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I do… too....
[They know the past. This is now. And suddenly, it feels like they have a future.]
Forever. [These tears… aren’t all bad.] I’ll be with you… Sunny....
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