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Takes place after 1x06 "The Cure"
She was cold.
Not physically – the heater was running at a pleasant 67 degrees. But ice was running from her heart throughout her body, freezing every inch of her. The card slipped down from her grasp, landing on the floor with barely a sound.
She was frozen.
Police instincts should have kicked in. She should be clearing the house, her gun at the ready. But she wasn't. She should call someone, the police, maybe, to get them to do the job she found herself unable to do. But she didn't. She stood there, replaying memories of a man who should be dead. Her finger twitched – pulling the trigger for the last and final time. But there was no man for her to shoot. Not here, anyway.
She was numb.
She could not feel herself. Nothing seemed right – the world she knew had been stripped away and changed so many times. First the plane crash. Then the explosion. The mental connection. The betrayal. She could list everything that had happened to her that made the world she had once knew seem so far away. So distant. This brought her newly built lie, the one she had spent weeks constructing, crashing to the ground. She could make herself a new person – a different one, maybe even a better one. But she couldn't escape everything. And despite what Peter said, this man was untouchable. And she was not.
She was ice.
Her heart had long since frozen over. Her body sat still, waiting for the change in her to become complete – to solidify. She would become unfeeling, cold, distant. She would care about no one and no one would feel her pain. She would seek him out and deliver that final shot. She would destroy anyone who tried to show her compassion. She wanted none. She had been on the verge of a crater – and now she was falling in. The ice had taken her heart – now it was taking her soul.
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