Mirrors
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Before she leaves, she pours out her heart. She knows better, but she had to help him, even if it was in the slightest way. For a month she supplied the words that he needed to find himself, held lovingly to his shoulder as she watched his face fall in misery.
Before Hydra, before even Ward, she would of stayed and fought for him. They were Fitzsimons after all, the half that each other surely needed. They were the reflection of each other, so much alike that not even their supervisors could tell then apart.
She thinks that if they were in a real relationship, one with loving words and touches, it would work out beautifully, they were, after all the other half of each other.
As soon as she jumps out of that plane, her world explodes around her. If she remembers correctly, and she always does, he was crying, she was crying, and at the end of it all, when she was with him in his bunk, she realized that she never wanted him in a situation like that ever again.
When she leaves, she does not do it for her own benefit, she does it for his. He is never going to get better if she holds his hand throughout this process.
She sneaks into his bunk in the middle of the night, pressing a feather light kiss on his lips and dropping a note in his closet.
He might not understand right away, but he will soon enough.
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