A short little fic. i originally wrote for my Kabby dedicated Instagram (which explains why it's so short). I then ended up publishing it on Tumblr then WattPad and now, after long contemplation, on here. So, I hope y'all enjoy it.
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"Marcus," Abby whimpered. "Marcus, wake up." She repeated, her tone becoming louder and stronger. She could feel her tears stinging her eyes but refused to let them fall, knowing this will not be the end. "Marcus, please." The woman desperately pleaded, grasping his arm with one hand while the other gently cupped his left cheek.
Abby inhaled deeply then let out a shaky breath. "You don't get to do this. You don't get to die on me," she stated firmly, caressing his cheek with her thumb. She shifted her position so that her weight was on her knees and her body was leant more forward and towered over Marcus's limp body. "You climbed through a vent even when the oxygen was low and the temperature was on high just to get to me. You agreed to sacrifice your life to make peace. You negotiated with a madman to spare my life," Abby whispered, letting the tears fall from the rims of her puffy eyes. "Marcus Kane, you most certainly do not get to die on me because...I pick you...I choose you...I love you. Please don't die on me."
With one last caress of his cheek, Abby placed a chaste kiss upon his lips then leaned her forehead on his. Once again, she let out a shaky breath then moved to lay her head on his chest just above his heart, listening to the slow beating his heart. Then, suddenly, a hand slowly came up and tangled into Abby's hair, fingers moving ever so slowly against her scalp.
"Abby..." the man whispered, causing Abby's eyes to widen and jerk up immediately, tears once again welling up in her eyes.
"Marcus...Marcus I'm here...I'm here," she whispered back, her joy shown clear on her face. "You're okay, Marcus. I'm here for you."
"Abigail Griffin," Marcus replied almost immediately, "I love you too." The sentence was softly spoken and only the woman intended for heard it. She chuckled, a grin spread widely from ear to ear as she leaned forward to press another kiss on his chap lips. Her hands cupping his face while his went into her long mane. "I love you with all I am." He whispered against her lips, eyes opened just enough to meet her brown pools.
FIN
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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE 100 NOR DO I CLAIM THAT I DO. I ALSO DO NOT OWN GREY'S ANATOMY. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTFUL OWNER.