Rosemary for Remembrance
I never forgot. How could I? I could I forget those worlds? They were so strange, so alien, so beautiful. They were so different yet I could see the similarities. It was so terrifying, yet it was so exhilarating. I do not think I have felt more alive than I did in those two years. Perhaps it was because I was almost always close to danger.
I doubt there are words to describe all that I have seen. For the people I have met. It seems so long ago that I was with them yet it feels like this is a dream I'll wake from in the morning. I can still hear Charlotte's melodious laughter. I can still see Ethan's sinister smirk. I can still feel Matt's arms around me.
He was not safe. I know that. I knew that then but he made me feel safe. Perhaps it was because he was always rescuing me. With some assistance from me, of course. I couldn't expect him to do all the work.
I find myself staring into the sky in the early morning. Sleep still eludes me, even now. I find it difficult to comprehend buildings will one day touch that same sky. I wonder if he does the same. I wonder if he succeeded. For his sake, I pray he does. If he fails, it will destroy him.
I cannot help but wonder if I'll see him again. I know it is improbable but after everything I have seen, I think it may be possible.
The baby on her lap squirmed in her grasp, twisting around to face her. "Mama," He declared triumphantly, pointing a chubby finger in her face.
Emily smiled at him, taking his little hand in hers. "Yes, Matthew," She said, "I am your mother. Do you want to hear another story about your namesake?"
A/N: This wouldn't leave me alone. I jumped on the Matt/Emily bandwagon on Thursday and have been dying to write something for them. Then episode 7 happens. Why did she have to leave? Well, I know why but seriously?