Just one kiss
(written for a drabble challenge; finally the Muse is back after months of silence.)
SR-related, during one of those terrifying moments at night. Starsky's POV.
You'll never know. I won't tell you.
How he welcomed me in my darkest hour and kept me in his warm embrace. To guide me to the other side.
Dad was everything to me. Our paths finally crossed again and I found my peace at last.
No more doubts. No more pain. He took my hand. I followed him.
I started to fade away from you. The crushing talk of bullets shattering my body became a precious memory.
Then the pain reappeared and I cherished it.
Because of you.
When you called me back with a kiss on my hand.