She sat in their room… their room

She sat in their room… their room. It was so silent now. She couldn't stop shivering. She was the strong one; she had to be the strong one. Nobody would see her cry. She didn't cry when those monsters put the stake in him, she didn't cry when they slashed her back, she didn't cry when they buried him; her light, her laughter, her love. She didn't know when it was that she fell in love with him. She didn't like him at first, isn't that the way all silly romances start? "He gives me a funny feeling." She said that to the Captain when she first met him; funny feeling. When was it that his jokes began to lift the darkness that surrounded her heart? The darkness that fell upon it when her family, her government, her people abandoned her. They all abandoned her… except the Captain. That's why she followed him, blindly followed him. He was always saying how she respected the Captain more than him; that was his fear. It wasn't true, it was never true. She obeyed the Captain, he kept her alive, and yes, she respected him. He though, he she loved more than life, more than any family or government or person in the entire verse. She respected him, because he was the best at his job, he was a leaf on the wind, he was mighty. She respected him because he made her laugh when so few people could. She respected him because he was brave when everything in him told him to run. She respected him because he was… Wash. He played with dinosaurs, he wore those horrid shirts, he was jealous, he was insecure, he was silly, he was passionate, he was beautiful; and in their room she felt her strength leave her. She didn't want to cry, didn't want to expose that weakness, and yet the tears came. She didn't sob, she didn't cry out. She sat on their bed; where they talked, held each other, made love. She sat on their bed, held his pillow, and cried.