If happy ever after did exist, I would still be holding you like this
If this is the universe's idea of a joke, Andromeda wonders what the universe's idea of a tragedy would be. Because what the universe is doing to her right now isn't laughable and it isn't enjoyable. It's painful and terrible. And she doesn't think anyone deserves this kind of torture.
"It's for your own safety," Ted insists, as he tries to explain his reasoning.
But Andromeda is having nothing of it. "I'm already in danger," she replies calmly. "Just by being with you, I'm in danger."
"Exactly," Ted cries out. "That's why I have to leave. I can't and won't put you in that kind of danger, Andy." He runs a hand through his already messy hair in frustration. "I love you too much to subject you to that."
Andromeda fixes her cold, grey eyes on his blue ones. "I won't let you leave me now, Ted. Through good and bad, that's what we vowed." She knows it's a low blow, but can't exactly find it in herself to care. He's not going to leave her; not now, not ever.
He doesn't take his eyes off her. "I know what we vowed. But you're in danger and I can protect you by leaving. I need to do this."
"And I need you to stay, Ted," Andromeda remarks. "We can do this together. We'll protect each other."
"I can't bear the thought of you dying because you love me, Andy," Ted's voice nearly cracks. "I don't know how I would live with that guilt." He would probably die of a broken heart, knowing that Andromeda died because of her love for him.
A tear makes its way down her cheek. "I don't know how I would live without you here," Andromeda tells him softly.
Ted wraps his arms around Andromeda's shaking figure. It's the first time in years that he's seen Andromeda cry and it breaks his heart a little. He's not even sure he has the strength it takes to leave Andromeda, but he sure as hell can't leave her in danger either. As they fall asleep that night, Andromeda whispers, "Please don't go." But Ted pretends not to hear it.
When morning comes, Andromeda awakes to an empty bed and she feels anger coursing through her body. The anger quickly fades, leaving only sadness and grief. She's not sure how she's going to survive without Ted there, but she's sure as hell going to try her best.
A/n – When I try to write Andromeda/Ted, they never end up very long.
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