#341 What Makes You Cry?

Jul 01, 2010 13:06

Most people who look at me without knowing wouldn't think that I cry about much. I mean, I don't exactly look like a girly girl, you know? I'm a punky looking tomboy with bleached blonde spiky hair and my wardrobe choices vary on my job or my mood.

Mostly my mood and what I can fight or run quickly in, to be honest.

But I can cry and I do. I think I've cried more since working with the ARC than at any other time in my life, though. Then again, working with the ARC has caused me to lose more people in a shorter amount of time, too.

I cried for Connor when he lost his best mate, Tom. Yeah, the guy was trying to kill me only a few moments before, but it wasn't his fault. It was the parasite from the bite that was controlling him. In the end, his spirit was stronger and he died before he would allow himself to hurt anyone. I held onto Stephen and I cried for the pain Connor was going through.

I cried again when Stephen was killed. I wasn't there when he died, I was busy trying to help save our collective asses from Helen's puppet. I wasn't there when he died, but it was Cutter that told me what happened. He told me in private, too. I guess he realized better than anyone how I had felt about Stephen. I cried for Stephen's death, for Cutter for losing his best friend, for the things that Stephen would never do.

I should have walked away after that. I know that nobody on the team would have blamed me if I would have quit right then and there.

I didn't. The team needed me and I have knowledge and skills that can help them. I also needed to stay. I needed to be working on the anomalies and trying to make a difference. I needed to stay with the people I cared about and who had cared about Stephen.

I had no way of knowing that I would shortly be crying all over again.

Muse: Abby Maitland
Fandom: Primeval
Words: 354

theatrical muse, prompt #341

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