My dear readers, this story resumes my other fanfics - Fallout and Truth.
What previously happened: The country is at war on american soil. Jack decided to run away from his duties and took Audrey with him, although she got married. Her new husband shot him badly, but they got away.

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Silence
10:15 pm LT
Tuesday, 16th of October, 2018

"Here. That should make it better." She took the blanket and covered him up to his shoulders with it. Cold sweat was on his forehead. He was freezing and sweating at the same time. But the fever hadn't gotten any worse. It was still there, but had stopped to rise.

He was tired, though he hadn't done anything but to lie in bed. If he didn't move too much, the wounds on his back almost didn't hurt any more.
He still felt cold. The blanket made it better, but couldn't stop him from shivering.

She lay down next to him and also slid beneath the blanket. She grabbed his hands and kept them firmly in hers. They lay face to face, looking into each other's eyes.

"Better?", she asked.

He slightly nodded his head. "Yes. Thank you."

She smiled and slid a bit closer.

He leant back into the pillow. "I love you, do you know that?", he asked her, eyes closed. He felt her come closer, and she gave him a tender kiss onto his lips.

"Yes, I do.", she answered.

She was such an amazing woman. Every day, he loved her more. She was taking care of him, in a way he had never thought anyone would take care of somebody else. She had done really everything for him during the past weeks. He wouldn't still be alive if it hadn't been for her.

"I never want you to go away.", he silently murmured and held her hands tight.

She smiled and looked at him, lying there with closed eyes. "I won't. Ever.", she answered, placing a soft kiss at his cheek. He hadn't shaved in days. His beard had started to grow and tickled her lips. She loved it. She loved to see his hair grow again, to make him look less like someone from the military. Everything of that made it easier for her to forget what he had had to go through during the past weeks.

"Promise me."

"I promise. I won't ever leave.", she whispered into his ear and then bent down to give him a kiss.

It tasted like heaven.

Some endless moments later they parted.

He opened his eyes and saw her face just an inch away from his. She was so beautiful. He looked into her eyes.
"Marry me.", he said.

She was thunderstruck. "What?", she gasped for air.

"Marry me.", he said again. "I'm not joking."

She was so caught by surprise that she didn't know what to answer. "You can't be serious….", she began, "… how do you want to do that, huh? I am married. We're on the run. How do you…"

"It's just a question.", he interrupted her. "Forget about anything else." He took a deep breath and looked deeply into her eyes. He desperately needed to keep on to this dream. "Would you marry me? If we could?", he silently asked her again.

She didn't need time to think about the answer. "Yes.", she answered. "I would." As she looked into his eyes she knew that they'd never get the chance to. They would never have a normal life. They would never get a chance to get married. But if… she'd do it. "Right away.", she added.

He weakly smiled at her. "You're all I have.", he spoke under his breath. He would have loved to hold her and never let her go, just to get sure that she wouldn't ever leave. But he was way too weak to move. "Please don't leave me.", he whispered, as the tiredness got the better of him.

She slid closer and put her arms around him, always using caution that she'd not hurt him. She kissed his forehead and stroked over his hair. "I'm right here.", she silently said and held him close.
She blew out the candle at the bedside table and then they lay in the darkness.

It frightened her.

Though she had him here, she knew that he could do nothing for her. He wasn't even able to get up without her help. She loved to be there for him, but lying in the darkness, she always started to remember the dreadful position they were in. They were hiding. They were nearly broke. She couldn't even afford to buy all the things they'd so badly need to get him back onto his feet again. She had started to think of selling his gun. It was of no use anyway.

"Sweetheart, is everything alright?", he asked her, eyes closed. It was almost like he could sense her bad thoughts.

She cleared her throat and swallowed down the fear. "Yeah, everything is alright.", she lied. "Sleep well."

"You too. I love you.", he answered sleepily.

She held him close, trying to bridge that divide between their dreams and their actual life.
And then she lay in the darkness again, surrounded by a threatening silence.

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I'll apologize in advance, that this time I won't be able to update so quickly. But I've got a thousand pieces of storylines in my head which I need to get out now... can't wait...

So, this is the "bad end" to Truth, for those of you who demanded of me to write a good and a bad ending... I simpy love the bad endings more!

Enjoy the story!
amacma