Lullaby - Emmy Rossum
V sat, alone upon his bed amidst the dark, murky night atmosphere of the shadow gallery after hours. Evey was gone. Gone.
Now there was no one to comfort his thoughts. He had been through so much...so much. And what had life done to repay him? Nothing.
An hour later he fell asleep.
:dream:
Evey was there, hand upon the mask's cheek.
"V"
He wouldn't look at her.
"V it's ok"
A muffled sob behind the mask.
"You are loved"
He woke up. And put a hand up to his mask.
Tears.
"Evey," he whispered. "I love you."