And Cain
wakes, surfacing like a man drowning who breaks from the water. He gasps even as he sits up in bed, disoriented and confused as his mind races a mile a minute. Memory washes across him, like waves over a rising island and he shudders
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"Cain?"
She rubs blearily at her eyes for a moment, disoriented. When she opens them, and see's him awake...
"Cain!"
The coil that has been wound so tightly in her chest begins to loosen at the sight of him with his eyes open, and tears for relief spring to her eyes.
She's off of the bed in an instant, getting slightly tangled in the same robes she's been wearing since her parent's funeral three days ago. Then she's launching herself at him in joy.
"You're awake!"
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"I missed you, and thought you were dead, and here you are, and God, but you look beautiful. are you okay? I love you, I love you. I love you."
He pulls her close and kisses her long again.
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"I thought you were--I didn't know what to think."
Her hands are on his cheeks, and she eases back to examine his face, his eyes, and lets the stubble on his cheeks tickle her hands.
"I'm so glad you're all right! Do you hurt anywhere? Do you need anything?"
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"I'm okay. I feel great and you feel great and God... I have been... I hurt and then there was darkness and then I saw myself and..."
He looks at her and he smiles softly, kissing her.
"I remember."
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