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A little something inspired by "Charge of This Post" Series 2 Episode 24.
Pain
Her heart was breaking with each step she took, crumbling and cracking, the smell of disinfectant made her feel sick, the too bright white walls made her head thump. Reaching his room she hesitated before entering, she couldn't do it, she couldn't see him like this, contemplating turning around and getting as far away as she could, her hand lingered over the door handle, unsure of what to do; her tears were silent and flowed like bitter rain.
Decisively pushing down on the handle she entered as quietly as she could, the sound of the monitors bleeping and hissing greeting her ears, and there she saw him, the tubes, the bandages that covered his abdomen, scratches from debris on his face, his eyes closed. Using all her strength she slowly moved towards the bed, her eyes never leaving his still body, sitting down in the chair beside him, she took a hold of his hand, clutching it to try to show that she was there for him and hoping that he would squeeze back to show he was alright, but he didn't. Leaning towards him, she laid a kiss onto his hand, her tears wetting his skin.
"Please don't leave me." Her voice was shaky and just a faint whisper.
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