Disclaimer: I don't own these characters or this world. I just like to be a part of it sometimes

Author's Notes: Ok, so here's my first attempt at a post-ep drabble. I'm going to be writing all of these as if I haven't read any spoilers and have NO IDEA as to what is going to happen in the next episode.

Also, these are only going through a light beta, so all dumb mistakes are entirely my own.

Everything up to the end of 514 applies.

Heartbreak

He was fairly positive he could hear her sobbing in the shower. He would go in soon to comfort her, but he needed a few minutes for himself first. He figured she did as well.

What a day. Why did days seem to be so long lately? This last one seemed to have lasted for weeks. In the course of not even 12 hours, he had gone from the threat of Mara, to finding out that Charlotte was Audrey's mom, to almost losing Audrey once again, to saving Duke, to having Audrey brought back to him, to Duke exploding with Troubles, to dealing with a town full of scared Troubled people, to the breakup of the Haven PD, to telling Charlotte she needed to solve the Troubles, and then finally, watching Duke walk through the impenetrable fog bank, leaving he and Audrey standing alone on the side of the road. Was his life even real? How can so many major events happen to one person in one day?

When Duke walked away from them, he and Audrey had both been left speechless. Duke had left them. Everything he had said was so right, but still, they were friends, and he left them. They each rode in silence towards the Grey Gull, and didn't say a word as they packed up her apartment. Instinctively they both knew the Gull was not a safe place at the moment, and she would be safer at his house. And by god, he was not letting her out of his sight if at all possible.

They stopped for a quick dinner at the diner on the way back to his place. Each not hungry, but knowing they needed to eat. It was a quiet dinner, but they were drawing strength from each other as they sat huddled together, side by side in the small booth.

As soon as they walked through the front door of his house, she dropped her duffle bag on the floor, not even bothering to take it to the bedroom, and muttered something about needing to wash the day off. He watched her walk off, wanting nothing more than to join her, but he needed a few minutes to himself.

The day was too much.

So, he sat on the sofa, his head in his hands, and thought about the gains and losses of the day. It was becoming too much, and he wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to go on. But as he heard the water in the shower start to run, he knew he had the best reason ever to go on. He just hoped the Troubles didn't get bad enough that even they wouldn't be able to fix them.

And that was when he was fairly positive he could hear her crying. She was so strong, but she had been through just as much as he had, and more so.

Finally, he stood up and moved towards the bathroom, stripping from his clothes as he moved. When he walked in, he could see her huddled on the floor of the shower, sobbing into her hands as the water streamed down over her.

He was sure he felt his heart break.

He climbed into the shower, and sat with her, pulling her into his arms, and held her as sobs wracked her body.

"He just left, Nathan. Why would he do that?"

"I don't know."

"I failed him."

"You didn't fail him. He's doing what he thinks is right."

He sat there for moments, minutes, hours, he wasn't sure. The only thing he was sure of was the feeling of Audrey in his arms, and the warmth of her skin from the water.

"I'm scared, Nathan. This is bad. Really bad."

"I know."

"I can't lose you too."

"I know."

He held her for a few more minutes, thinking about the loss of his friend. When he felt her skin starting to cool, he knew the hot water must be running out, so he gathered her in his arms and stood, carrying her out of the shower. He set her on her feet, and wrapped her in a large towel, drying her off, before leading her to bed. They needed time for each other, and time to just forget the badness of the day, and take comfort in each other. So, they did.

Tomorrow could wait.