Takes place after Helen shoots John at White Chapel.
Written for the Diehard Prompt – Falling Star.
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Save it for a rainy day
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Never let it fade away
That song has nothing to do with this fic...but it's still a cute song! 3
She forgot all hopes of them, or forever; family, and love.
How could things such as happiness, and joy exist?
Maybe they did exist, somewhere in a far off land, where people were pure, and things were right.
But Helen did not know of such things anymore. Her fate must be set for lesser things, such as sorrow, and grief. She was never meant for things like bliss.
Perhaps she could have had a life of happiness if she had stepped on her shadow. Maybe that would have given her luck enough to save him, so they could have the forever she had dreamed of.
If she had wished on a falling star, would her silent prayer have been heard? Would it have even made a difference?
She would never know.
Maybe it was better that way; it would be too hard if she knew what could have been if she had done one thing different.
If she hadn't walked down that road, would he still be alive and well?
Yes. Knowing what could have been would have killed her.
But she still couldn't help wonder if she could have stopped it all.
Dedicated to what could have been. (Or what will be.)
A/N: I'm not sure if I actually like this or not. I don't even know if it has enough Delen in it to count as an entry. It doesn't even have a lot of 'Falling Star'-ness. MEH! :[ (Haha ugly face! Lol)
In any case, I hope you liked it. Review!