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May 25, 2006 22:40
Hawkeye woke slowly, Annabelle nested against him. He stretched and rolled onto his back, kicking his leg over the edge of the bed (
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forgottenlily
May 26 2006, 05:49:22 UTC
"Not a chance. I don't see sunlight yet."
Annabelle burrowed deeper, pressing her face into the feather pillow. Feather pillow?
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ginmachine_doc
May 26 2006, 06:00:43 UTC
"We're home, Bella," Hawkeye insisted. "In Maine." He didn't know how, but he was home.
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forgottenlily
May 26 2006, 06:04:22 UTC
She lifted her head, eyes heavy with sleep. She took in a large bed, wooden floor, dressers, privacy...definitely not the island.
"I'm with you? I'm not made up?"
Her voice was a little choked. That had always been a fear of hers, with him. That each was a carefully planned illusion.
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ginmachine_doc
May 26 2006, 06:06:42 UTC
Hawkeye shook his head, wide-eyed. This was insane.
"You're real," he assured her. "And we're home."
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Annabelle burrowed deeper, pressing her face into the feather pillow. Feather pillow?
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"I'm with you? I'm not made up?"
Her voice was a little choked. That had always been a fear of hers, with him. That each was a carefully planned illusion.
Reply
"You're real," he assured her. "And we're home."
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