Rory decided, as she crawled into bed, that life was, if not good, at least not entirely sucky in all respects.
There were
lots of friend-
type people to distract her from any and all anxiety or woe.
And there was
Jaye, who not only got to live with a billion cute boys, but who had invited Rory over. So she had
gone, because duh
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He stroked her hair. "It's good to be back," he said quietly. "I missed you."
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She studied her right hand, the wrist of which was still a little swollen. "I wrote to you," she said, so quietly that he might have missed it.
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He paused. "Or leave you an address, for that matter."
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"Do I get to read them, or were they not really for me?"
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She handed them to Anakin, and moved to sit on her bed because it's rude to sit there and read over people's shoulders.
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He looked more and more unhappy as he finished up.
"I'm sorry," he said finally, staring at the floor. "I didn't mean to worry you so much."
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He reached into his pouch. "I brought something for you," he said softly, glancing up at the Rory-shaped lump on the bed. "If you still want it."
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"You brought me a present?"
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"When I was home," he said quietly, "I had to build another lightsaber--my old one got, um, damaged. So the crystal in it wasn't any good."
He put a necklace into Rory's hand. The blue crystal still pulsed with its own warmth. "But it matches your eyes," he said, a little inanely.
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"Oh my God," she breathed, turning it over in her fingers. "It's...it's beautiful. Thank you."
It possibly her vision had gone a little blurry. It had been a kind of emotional morning so far.
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