It was inevitable, this aging, one of the curses of being human. It was a curse she had never thought he—or she, for that matter—would ever live to experience. Perhaps having once entertained that thought, the thought of an early grave, made her morbid, but no one would blame her. He and she were soldiers after all, Spartans, and early graves were a part of the job description.
Rated: K+ - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 814 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 23 - Follows: 11 - Published: 6/28/2015 - [Master Chief/John-117, Kelly-087] - Complete