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Here's another post-Loss ficlet, but it's open to interpretation exactly when it takes place. Obviously A/O. Enjoy!
She gets home that night exhausted, a hole in her heart where she knows Alex should be. Their kitten meets her at the door, the cat that Alex wanted so much but Olivia vehemently opposed until finally giving in when she realized how much Alex wanted – no, needed – the company when she couldn't be there. Often, she's wanted to give the demonic fur ball a kick, for all the times Alex held it in her lap when she should have been holding Olivia, for all the times she fell asleep with it in her arms, for all the kisses wasted on a cat.
But tonight, she needs the comfort too. She picks up the kitten and carries it, as it mewls softly, into the bedroom. She cradles the cat gently in her arms and falls asleep with it. And when she dreams that night, she dreams only of Alex.
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