Journey.

The sun shines and sparkles on the sea, as it always does. I try to smile as I squint into the sun, try to appreciate this day. But I can't. I try to appear happy.

But on the inside, I'm dying.

Why is it that when I need him most, he isn't here?

Why is it that when I finally know my feelings for him, and him for me, we can't be together?

I think back on those years we could have been together, so many years spent looking blindly at him, as if he was nothing to me.

I cry for him. I cry for our unborn child. I cry for me.

What have I done to deserve this fate? Why is it me that has to bear this burden that seems so insurmountable?

I try to look to the future. Ten years to the future. I see me, with child in hand, finally seeing him again. It's painful, how I can remember every line on his face, every part of his body. I know his face will never leave me. I could never forget, never move on.

I look even farther into the future. Ten years pass again and again until he returns. He looks the same, but I can see my reflection in the seawater and I have changed. I have grown older. And while he stays perfectly preserved, neither dead or undead, I see myself steps from his arms, withering away into death.

Suddenly, a kick comes from my stomach. I feel the baby stir inside me. It's almost as if he knew what I was thinking.

He seems to kick a thought out of the dusty darkness of my mind.

I have to stay positive, for the baby. I have to stay awake, alive, happy for him. For me, too. And for Will, of course.

It was a cruel twist of fate that took him away from me. And I'm not going to lose him again because of my own actions. I'm not going to drown in the sorrows that surround me like monsters, with glare of eye and glint of teeth. Rather, I'll take out my sword, however rusty it may be, and protect myself for my own sake, and for the baby.

Until the day when I see him again, I will stay strong. Until the moment we meet, and our lips touch I will not stray from the watching post. My eyes will remain fixed on that horizon forever, however hopeless it feels, and count down the days til we meet again.

I will watch. I will wait. But I can't forget to live.

AN: This is in no way a perfect story, haha. I was just sitting at my computer and the first sentence or so popped into my head and I had to finish it :) that's just how I am. Review please? None of this belongs to me, by the way.