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The hero who doesn't come home
I stared out the window crying, waiting for the heroes I loved to come back home. The clock ticked slowly behind me, as if mocking me reminding me that every second was an eternity without them. Leaning against the window seal, my head bowed into my hands, "Goku…Gohan…come home…please." I barely managed my little prayer, wet tears soaking my palms.
I haven't moved from this spot in hours, waiting through the night. I don't want to miss their return. A faint smile of hope returned, I know they're both strong. I know they have the best chance of anyone, but if they lost to Cell I'd rather die as well, they're my whole world now…
My heart jumped, a smile beamed and my spirit soared as I saw a flash of light hover towards my home. I just knew it was my boys. It has to be them! I felt hope warm my soul, whipping my tears and cleaning off my running make-up I patted the worry out of my system, I didn't want them to know I was so deeply worried for them. I wanted them both to come home to a warm house and a happy house. Last thing they needed was to know they worried me.
A timid knock, the door creaked loudly, and a singular shallow emotionless voice followed, "M-mom…"I didn't need more then that, I knew, I knew right then and there he was alone. That Goku…was dead. And with that all my hopes went into flames and my fears came to life. The cold lonely feeling swept over me, threatening to consume me right there. There was one thing that kept me from the dark, Gohan.
I looked at my boy; he looked up at me, a bloody mess but more than that emotionally broken. I put aside my own tears, he needed his mother now. I enveloped him in my embrace, Gohan collapsed in my arms, shuttering and shivering as he cried into my blouse. I stroked the back of his head, kissing him gently as we cried together. I bit my lip, and looked him in the eyes, "Thank G-d we still have each other." He nodded with a weak smile; I wiped the tears off his cheeks. He embraced me again, "Mommy…". I sighed in relief that at least he came home, "Gohan…mommy's here for you Gohan. We can do this…we can do it together." He nodded again; we shared a smile to give each other strength.
I was truly relieved that Gohan was safe, and yet. And yet, my heart couldn't help but break for the hero didn't come home.