Chapter 27- Immortality
Heartbeat. How could it be so faint? So distant, so hopeless. So many had died, did she have to as well? It had never really seemed possible, yet here she was, hoping again. Finding out what it felt like to have friends who cared for her, for the first time in a long time.
"You can't give up," She whispered, as she moved the sweat soaked strand of hair away from Gilly's eye, "not yet."
She put her fore and middle fingers to her own neck. A lively pulse met her touch. With a tear drenched sigh; she put those same two fingers to Gilly's neck. A large tear rolled down her silken cheek, across her jaw line, and landed on Gilly's chest.
"No." She whispered.
Hilde finally spoke from her chair across the room. "How long has it been?"
The life-ripping scream echoed in Sumire's ears. "One hour." She managed.
"And thirty minutes." Sally added. "It was thirty minutes after," She paused, "when we transferred here."
"Where is he?" Hilde asked impatiently.
"I," Sumire choked, "I don't know."
"Did you find anyone?" Hilde turned to Sally.
"No. No one has her type of blood."
"Dammit." Sumire snarled, her fists clenched tightly.
Hilde sat in silence. She knew what must be done. As much as she wanted to, she was still afraid.
"There is one." She finally whispered.
Sally looked intensely at her. "No!"
"But, we have the same..." She pleaded.
"Hilde, you're on borrowed time as is. No!"
"Please!"
"No!" Sally raised her voice to almost a yell.
"It's my choice!" Hilde screamed.
Sumire felt her heart break.
"Hilde..."
"She has as much of a right to live as I do!"
"But you..."
"We don't both have to die!" She closed her eyes tight and clenched her fists hard, drawing blood.
"Don't you want to live as long as possible?!"
"Dying is dying. Whether it comes now, or an hour from now, she shouldn't have to die, too! Especially since there's a chance for her to live!"
"Don't Hilde, please..."
"I want her to live, this is her way of doing so. I want Duo to be happy, even if it's with her and not me."
Hilde.
"Huh?!" Hilde's eyes snapped open.
Don't Hilde. My life isn't worth it!
"Gilly?"
Sumire and Sally looked at her, confused.
Yes. It's me. I'll die anyway, but you shouldn't have to.
...
"Please, let me?"
It's your choice, I suppose.
"I want Duo to be happy."
Me too.
"It's decided than."
"What's decided?" Sumire and Sally asked simultaneously.
"I understand." She whispered to herself. "Gilly gave me her consent." She smiled at Sumire and Sally.
"But, she's in a comma." Sumire pleaded.
"I know."
"I won't ask."
"I'm ready for the blood transfusion." Hilde blurted, desperately trying not to cry.
* * * * *
"So cold." She murmured to herself.
Her mind was a swirl of different depths of darkness. She knew what had just happened, but she couldn't remember how or why. Her eyes came open, open to the dark.
"Where the hell am I?" She asked the shadows.
She heard panting coming from outside. She looked to her right. The scent and ora he gave off told her right. He wasn't the only one in the room; there were two others, both of them women.
"Is she alright?" The young man asked, breathless.
"The blood transfusion went well." The older of the two women said.
"And Hilde...?"
The younger woman shook her head. The man looked over at her. Suddenly, she felt alone with him, alone is his penetrating stare.
She knew him, she did. She just couldn't put her finger on his name, or identity.
* * * * *
"She's still in the comma." Sumire sighed, tearfully.
"I see." Duo replied. "How long?"
Sumire heard the scream echo once again in the back of her mind, and she choked back the tears. "Four hours, and twenty-five minutes." She glared at him. "And where have you been?!"
"I'm sorry. There's no excuse for me not being here." He gave a pathetic smile. "Considering I couldn't think up a good one."
Sumire forced a smile. Duo walked carefully over to the bed where Gilly lay. The covers were pulled up tight under her arms and against her chest. He knew she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and it must be cold for her, for her arms were on top of the covers at her sides, anyway.
Beep...beep...beep.
The heart monitor talked to him. He looked at her statistics. He gasped.
"Why is her heart beat so faint?" He asked Sally.
Sally clutched her clipboard to her chest. "She's very relaxed in the comma, that's probably why." Than she whispered to herself, "Or so I hope."
"Oh." He sighed as he moved his hand down to Gilly. He reached out to touch her cheek.
* * * * *
She wished she could remember who he was. He seemed to have some deep feelings for her. His warmth was what she felt more than anything else about him. His warmth towards her.
She saw him coming closer, and for some reason, her heart began to beat faster.
"What is this?" She asked the empty void.
He reached out to touch her cheek. Her body suddenly felt warmer.
* * * * *
Beep! Beep! Beep! The heart monitor noted.
Duo withdrew his hand. "What the...?!" He pointed to the monitor.
Both Sally and Sumire rushed over. Sally tapped the monitor, and the heart rate seemed to go down.
"Hmm..." Sally stuck her pen in her mouth, "I don't know. Perhaps a malfunction?"
* * * * *
"No!" She yelled at the cold blackness.
Covering her eyes with her hands, she began to sob. It hurt so much, and she didn't know why.
Her sobs were broken by the indescribable warmth she felt on her cheek. His touch was there with it, even though his hand hadn't completed its sojourn there.
Cautiously, she opened her eyes. She looked up at the light that seemed to be there, yet not there.
* * * * * *
Cobalt blue eyes watched her. Familiar eyes that touched something deep within her heart and soul with a form of hope were watching her.
"Duo..." She whispered as she touched her cheek.
His warmth began to spread throughout her body, as well as her memories. All the time she'd spent with him, it all seemed to be her entire life. Nothing else mattered, now it was only him. There was no need for anything else. She sighed heavily, not noticing the light above her dimming.
Suddenly it was gone. The warmth, the touch, both were gone. She looked around frantically. The light was gone.
"What's going on?!" She screamed, her voice echoing off if nothing, and coming back to her with her own reply.
"So," She was on the verge of tears, "this is a comma. Dark and cold?" She whispered. "How come I'm aware of what's going on around me? I thought a comma was a deep sleep."
Silence was her only answer. So many questions, and no answers. So infuriating.
For the first time, Gilly noticed that she was naked. But, her body looked different to her. There were no details to her body, the only definition over her perfect flesh, was her navel. She put her hands on her toes and pulled them up the length of her legs. She got to her mid-thighs and stopped. Where was the scar? She looked at her thigh with desperation, and began to rub the area where it had been intensely; still no scar.
At the dismay of realizing all the wounds she'd received since meeting Duo, she never though about how much they meant to her. They were proof of her love for him, prizes; her willingness to do anything for him; her own selfishness.
Knowing he was alive and happy was the only thing that made her life worth living. She could protect him and know he was safe, and that made her happy; it was her own form of selfishness.
She finished her check of her body, only to find she had no definition. She was a living, Gilly mannequin. What she really wanted was to get out of the hellhole.
*Author's note*- When I say she has no definition, I'm thinking transformation, here. Think of Rayearth, or Sailor Moon, or even Shadow Lady's transformation scenes. No nipples, no detail whatsoever. "She's not naked, she's magical!"
* * * * *
"What are you doing?!" Sumire asked in a huffy voice.
"When I touched her cheek, it was cold." Duo explained, turning from his work, "So, I touched her chest, her flesh was like ice."
"So?" She folded her arms over her breasts.
"So, I'm pulling the covers up over her shoulders." He sighed, returning to what he was doing.
"Don't!" Sumire grabbed his arm.
"Why not?"
"Let me." She insisted.
"Why? I think I can handle it."
She gave in. "Gilly's naked."
Sumire saw a mischievous smile cross Duo's lips. "Oh, really? And you think I don't know that?"
She giggled and bumped him out of the way.
"Pervert." She muttered. "Even her you shouldn't see her naked."
"What makes you think I haven't?" Duo put his hands on his hips.
Sumire put her hands on her hips. "Oh? And have you now?"
"No, but some day I might." He said with a joking smile.
Sumire smacked his shoulder. "But today is not that day." She pulled the sheets up over Gilly's shoulders, "Pervert."
"I feel offended." Duo shook a finger at her.
"Good." She laughed in return.
Sumire finished tucking in the blankets around Gilly. She pulled back as a tear rolled down her cheek, the moment of laughter and fun gone.
"Will she ever wake up? It's been at least seventy-two hours."
"She'll pull through."
Sumire brushed misplaced strands of Gilly's hair out of her face. "I hope..." She stopped.
Duo put his arms around Sumire and held her to him. Sumire was surprised at his sudden emotions. He held her to his chest, her hands in fists against him. She felt him shudder, and a warm tear hit her hair.
"She'll pull through." He whispered. "She has to. I...I love her. I can't live without her. She has to make it, if not for her, than for me."
Sumire knew he was trying to convince himself, not her. She didn't feel so alone anymore.
* * * * *
She wept with the knowledge. The knowing that she couldn't comfort her love, or her friends.
"It's cold here. And dark." She whispered to herself, beings no one else could hear her. She stood in the black void, "And why the hell can't I sleep?! I'm so tired!" She whined.
She had heard Sumire say she'd been in the comma for at least seventy- two hours. She'd been aware since Knightsaber had been destroyed. She wouldn't let herself sleep, for one thing. She had to "watch over" Duo, and she feared that if she fell asleep, she'd fall deeper into the comma, or worse. Every time Duo was around, the small patch of light would appear, but every time she tried to reach it and couldn't, it seemed to get farther away.
"Why...?" She squeaked.
* * * * *
Duo rarely left her side. He wanted to be there when she awoke. He usually slept in the chair, or with his head on her bed, and occasionally on the floor. Amanda would tell him to get some real sleep, that he had bags under his eyes, but he couldn't bring himself to do so.
It had been five days since he'd arrived, but according to Sally, it had been around six. He sighed and stroked the cold flesh of Gilly's arm.
"Won't you please come back to me?" He whispered, "Please?"
* * * * *
She heard his plea. How she wished she could grant them. Hope was fading from her, escaping from her grasp into the darkness of her mind.
Gilly was ready to give in, to die. How long would she have to stay in this prison? Without sleep, her body heat grew colder and colder. How tired she was.
Letting go of her place in the dark void, she floated freely. She knew she was sinking lower, but it felt so good to close her eyes. No matter how dark it seemed, it always got darker when her hope faded.
"So nice..."
* * * * *
Duo gently kissed her forehead. The beginning of the seventh or eighth day had begun.
"Morning, m'lady." He smiled weakly.
* * * * *
She had not felt that sensation in a long time. His lips had been a warm, unexpected, but pleasant surprise. She had felt the sorrow through his touch, though, and she cursed herself for wanting to give up. How dare she think she had the right to give up and end her life! Her life belonged to Duo! Everything she did was for him. Even if she never slept again, she would not give up, for his sake. She didn't notice the light flickering above her, as she wrapped herself in the warmth and love left by his touch.
* * * * *
Making sure the blankets were secure around the left side of her torso, Duo removed his shirt. Her flesh was so cold; he had to warm her, some how. Careful not to shake her, he sat on the bed, near her head. With one leg dangling off, he gently pulled her up to him. He wrapped his arms around her cold shoulders and pulled the covers up tight around them. "I love you." He whispered into her ear. Then, with careful ease, he pulled her chin up, and pressed his lips to hers.
* * * * *
"I love you, too!" She screamed at the walls, "I love him! I want to be with him," She glared, "for the rest of my life!"
The sweet touch of his lips to hers stopped her shouting. He was holding her, and kissing her like he had done when she was alive.
"But," She whispered, "but I'm still alive! Dear God!"
I'll be with you, always. She felt him say.
"I want you here with me." She whispered tearfully.
I'll always be here, for you.
"I know!" The light came closer, brighter.
I need you!
"I need you! I can't live without you!" Still brighter as she cried.
I want you here with me!
"Good God! Let me be with him! Let me comfort him! It's all I want, all I'll ever want, or need!" The light touched her.
"Give her back to me!" His voice rang out.
She found herself throwing her arms around the space in front of her, as the light enveloped her with warmth and love from Duo.
"I LOVE YOU!!!" She screamed.
* * * * *
Duo held her tighter. He kept pressing her against him, kissing her, trying to get her to react. So intent on the kiss, he was, that he didn't notice the big tears rolling down his own face, colliding with hers.
Gilly coiled her arms around Duo's waist, pushing into his kiss. She noticed his mouth parted, and she pressed her tongue into his mouth, feeling the warmth of him.
Blind to what was happening, Duo thought he was dreaming. He wanted her to react, but he knew she wouldn't. When her tongue pressed into his mouth, he tried to reply, but her tongue was filling his mouth, preventing his own attempts.
Realization hit him like a lazar impact. It flooded him, and he knew what was going on. With that, he forced his eyes open. There she was, he could feel her body heat rising. He couldn't bring himself to pull away.
Finally, she brought her head up and looked into his eyes. Her eyes were full of happy tears. She smiled at seeing his eyes meet hers.
"Oh, Duo," She whispered happily into his ear, "You don't know how long it seems like it's been since I've looked into those beautiful eyes of yours."
"Is this a dream?" He asked in a concerned voice, "pinch me."
Gilly pressed her mouth to his, and gave him a long, passionate kiss, followed by a small bite on his lip. When they pulled away from each other, he smiled heartily. "That felt pretty damn real." "I made it back to you." She whispered. "I don't have to die now." "I'm glad, but you'll have to explain to me what it is you mean by that."
She pressed her finger to his lips. "Later, but right now, I'll I want is to be with you. Now, and forever." She smiled wistfully as she melted into his arms with another kiss.
Heartbeat. How could it be so faint? So distant, so hopeless. So many had died, did she have to as well? It had never really seemed possible, yet here she was, hoping again. Finding out what it felt like to have friends who cared for her, for the first time in a long time.
"You can't give up," She whispered, as she moved the sweat soaked strand of hair away from Gilly's eye, "not yet."
She put her fore and middle fingers to her own neck. A lively pulse met her touch. With a tear drenched sigh; she put those same two fingers to Gilly's neck. A large tear rolled down her silken cheek, across her jaw line, and landed on Gilly's chest.
"No." She whispered.
Hilde finally spoke from her chair across the room. "How long has it been?"
The life-ripping scream echoed in Sumire's ears. "One hour." She managed.
"And thirty minutes." Sally added. "It was thirty minutes after," She paused, "when we transferred here."
"Where is he?" Hilde asked impatiently.
"I," Sumire choked, "I don't know."
"Did you find anyone?" Hilde turned to Sally.
"No. No one has her type of blood."
"Dammit." Sumire snarled, her fists clenched tightly.
Hilde sat in silence. She knew what must be done. As much as she wanted to, she was still afraid.
"There is one." She finally whispered.
Sally looked intensely at her. "No!"
"But, we have the same..." She pleaded.
"Hilde, you're on borrowed time as is. No!"
"Please!"
"No!" Sally raised her voice to almost a yell.
"It's my choice!" Hilde screamed.
Sumire felt her heart break.
"Hilde..."
"She has as much of a right to live as I do!"
"But you..."
"We don't both have to die!" She closed her eyes tight and clenched her fists hard, drawing blood.
"Don't you want to live as long as possible?!"
"Dying is dying. Whether it comes now, or an hour from now, she shouldn't have to die, too! Especially since there's a chance for her to live!"
"Don't Hilde, please..."
"I want her to live, this is her way of doing so. I want Duo to be happy, even if it's with her and not me."
Hilde.
"Huh?!" Hilde's eyes snapped open.
Don't Hilde. My life isn't worth it!
"Gilly?"
Sumire and Sally looked at her, confused.
Yes. It's me. I'll die anyway, but you shouldn't have to.
...
"Please, let me?"
It's your choice, I suppose.
"I want Duo to be happy."
Me too.
"It's decided than."
"What's decided?" Sumire and Sally asked simultaneously.
"I understand." She whispered to herself. "Gilly gave me her consent." She smiled at Sumire and Sally.
"But, she's in a comma." Sumire pleaded.
"I know."
"I won't ask."
"I'm ready for the blood transfusion." Hilde blurted, desperately trying not to cry.
* * * * *
"So cold." She murmured to herself.
Her mind was a swirl of different depths of darkness. She knew what had just happened, but she couldn't remember how or why. Her eyes came open, open to the dark.
"Where the hell am I?" She asked the shadows.
She heard panting coming from outside. She looked to her right. The scent and ora he gave off told her right. He wasn't the only one in the room; there were two others, both of them women.
"Is she alright?" The young man asked, breathless.
"The blood transfusion went well." The older of the two women said.
"And Hilde...?"
The younger woman shook her head. The man looked over at her. Suddenly, she felt alone with him, alone is his penetrating stare.
She knew him, she did. She just couldn't put her finger on his name, or identity.
* * * * *
"She's still in the comma." Sumire sighed, tearfully.
"I see." Duo replied. "How long?"
Sumire heard the scream echo once again in the back of her mind, and she choked back the tears. "Four hours, and twenty-five minutes." She glared at him. "And where have you been?!"
"I'm sorry. There's no excuse for me not being here." He gave a pathetic smile. "Considering I couldn't think up a good one."
Sumire forced a smile. Duo walked carefully over to the bed where Gilly lay. The covers were pulled up tight under her arms and against her chest. He knew she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and it must be cold for her, for her arms were on top of the covers at her sides, anyway.
Beep...beep...beep.
The heart monitor talked to him. He looked at her statistics. He gasped.
"Why is her heart beat so faint?" He asked Sally.
Sally clutched her clipboard to her chest. "She's very relaxed in the comma, that's probably why." Than she whispered to herself, "Or so I hope."
"Oh." He sighed as he moved his hand down to Gilly. He reached out to touch her cheek.
* * * * *
She wished she could remember who he was. He seemed to have some deep feelings for her. His warmth was what she felt more than anything else about him. His warmth towards her.
She saw him coming closer, and for some reason, her heart began to beat faster.
"What is this?" She asked the empty void.
He reached out to touch her cheek. Her body suddenly felt warmer.
* * * * *
Beep! Beep! Beep! The heart monitor noted.
Duo withdrew his hand. "What the...?!" He pointed to the monitor.
Both Sally and Sumire rushed over. Sally tapped the monitor, and the heart rate seemed to go down.
"Hmm..." Sally stuck her pen in her mouth, "I don't know. Perhaps a malfunction?"
* * * * *
"No!" She yelled at the cold blackness.
Covering her eyes with her hands, she began to sob. It hurt so much, and she didn't know why.
Her sobs were broken by the indescribable warmth she felt on her cheek. His touch was there with it, even though his hand hadn't completed its sojourn there.
Cautiously, she opened her eyes. She looked up at the light that seemed to be there, yet not there.
* * * * * *
Cobalt blue eyes watched her. Familiar eyes that touched something deep within her heart and soul with a form of hope were watching her.
"Duo..." She whispered as she touched her cheek.
His warmth began to spread throughout her body, as well as her memories. All the time she'd spent with him, it all seemed to be her entire life. Nothing else mattered, now it was only him. There was no need for anything else. She sighed heavily, not noticing the light above her dimming.
Suddenly it was gone. The warmth, the touch, both were gone. She looked around frantically. The light was gone.
"What's going on?!" She screamed, her voice echoing off if nothing, and coming back to her with her own reply.
"So," She was on the verge of tears, "this is a comma. Dark and cold?" She whispered. "How come I'm aware of what's going on around me? I thought a comma was a deep sleep."
Silence was her only answer. So many questions, and no answers. So infuriating.
For the first time, Gilly noticed that she was naked. But, her body looked different to her. There were no details to her body, the only definition over her perfect flesh, was her navel. She put her hands on her toes and pulled them up the length of her legs. She got to her mid-thighs and stopped. Where was the scar? She looked at her thigh with desperation, and began to rub the area where it had been intensely; still no scar.
At the dismay of realizing all the wounds she'd received since meeting Duo, she never though about how much they meant to her. They were proof of her love for him, prizes; her willingness to do anything for him; her own selfishness.
Knowing he was alive and happy was the only thing that made her life worth living. She could protect him and know he was safe, and that made her happy; it was her own form of selfishness.
She finished her check of her body, only to find she had no definition. She was a living, Gilly mannequin. What she really wanted was to get out of the hellhole.
*Author's note*- When I say she has no definition, I'm thinking transformation, here. Think of Rayearth, or Sailor Moon, or even Shadow Lady's transformation scenes. No nipples, no detail whatsoever. "She's not naked, she's magical!"
* * * * *
"What are you doing?!" Sumire asked in a huffy voice.
"When I touched her cheek, it was cold." Duo explained, turning from his work, "So, I touched her chest, her flesh was like ice."
"So?" She folded her arms over her breasts.
"So, I'm pulling the covers up over her shoulders." He sighed, returning to what he was doing.
"Don't!" Sumire grabbed his arm.
"Why not?"
"Let me." She insisted.
"Why? I think I can handle it."
She gave in. "Gilly's naked."
Sumire saw a mischievous smile cross Duo's lips. "Oh, really? And you think I don't know that?"
She giggled and bumped him out of the way.
"Pervert." She muttered. "Even her you shouldn't see her naked."
"What makes you think I haven't?" Duo put his hands on his hips.
Sumire put her hands on her hips. "Oh? And have you now?"
"No, but some day I might." He said with a joking smile.
Sumire smacked his shoulder. "But today is not that day." She pulled the sheets up over Gilly's shoulders, "Pervert."
"I feel offended." Duo shook a finger at her.
"Good." She laughed in return.
Sumire finished tucking in the blankets around Gilly. She pulled back as a tear rolled down her cheek, the moment of laughter and fun gone.
"Will she ever wake up? It's been at least seventy-two hours."
"She'll pull through."
Sumire brushed misplaced strands of Gilly's hair out of her face. "I hope..." She stopped.
Duo put his arms around Sumire and held her to him. Sumire was surprised at his sudden emotions. He held her to his chest, her hands in fists against him. She felt him shudder, and a warm tear hit her hair.
"She'll pull through." He whispered. "She has to. I...I love her. I can't live without her. She has to make it, if not for her, than for me."
Sumire knew he was trying to convince himself, not her. She didn't feel so alone anymore.
* * * * *
She wept with the knowledge. The knowing that she couldn't comfort her love, or her friends.
"It's cold here. And dark." She whispered to herself, beings no one else could hear her. She stood in the black void, "And why the hell can't I sleep?! I'm so tired!" She whined.
She had heard Sumire say she'd been in the comma for at least seventy- two hours. She'd been aware since Knightsaber had been destroyed. She wouldn't let herself sleep, for one thing. She had to "watch over" Duo, and she feared that if she fell asleep, she'd fall deeper into the comma, or worse. Every time Duo was around, the small patch of light would appear, but every time she tried to reach it and couldn't, it seemed to get farther away.
"Why...?" She squeaked.
* * * * *
Duo rarely left her side. He wanted to be there when she awoke. He usually slept in the chair, or with his head on her bed, and occasionally on the floor. Amanda would tell him to get some real sleep, that he had bags under his eyes, but he couldn't bring himself to do so.
It had been five days since he'd arrived, but according to Sally, it had been around six. He sighed and stroked the cold flesh of Gilly's arm.
"Won't you please come back to me?" He whispered, "Please?"
* * * * *
She heard his plea. How she wished she could grant them. Hope was fading from her, escaping from her grasp into the darkness of her mind.
Gilly was ready to give in, to die. How long would she have to stay in this prison? Without sleep, her body heat grew colder and colder. How tired she was.
Letting go of her place in the dark void, she floated freely. She knew she was sinking lower, but it felt so good to close her eyes. No matter how dark it seemed, it always got darker when her hope faded.
"So nice..."
* * * * *
Duo gently kissed her forehead. The beginning of the seventh or eighth day had begun.
"Morning, m'lady." He smiled weakly.
* * * * *
She had not felt that sensation in a long time. His lips had been a warm, unexpected, but pleasant surprise. She had felt the sorrow through his touch, though, and she cursed herself for wanting to give up. How dare she think she had the right to give up and end her life! Her life belonged to Duo! Everything she did was for him. Even if she never slept again, she would not give up, for his sake. She didn't notice the light flickering above her, as she wrapped herself in the warmth and love left by his touch.
* * * * *
Making sure the blankets were secure around the left side of her torso, Duo removed his shirt. Her flesh was so cold; he had to warm her, some how. Careful not to shake her, he sat on the bed, near her head. With one leg dangling off, he gently pulled her up to him. He wrapped his arms around her cold shoulders and pulled the covers up tight around them. "I love you." He whispered into her ear. Then, with careful ease, he pulled her chin up, and pressed his lips to hers.
* * * * *
"I love you, too!" She screamed at the walls, "I love him! I want to be with him," She glared, "for the rest of my life!"
The sweet touch of his lips to hers stopped her shouting. He was holding her, and kissing her like he had done when she was alive.
"But," She whispered, "but I'm still alive! Dear God!"
I'll be with you, always. She felt him say.
"I want you here with me." She whispered tearfully.
I'll always be here, for you.
"I know!" The light came closer, brighter.
I need you!
"I need you! I can't live without you!" Still brighter as she cried.
I want you here with me!
"Good God! Let me be with him! Let me comfort him! It's all I want, all I'll ever want, or need!" The light touched her.
"Give her back to me!" His voice rang out.
She found herself throwing her arms around the space in front of her, as the light enveloped her with warmth and love from Duo.
"I LOVE YOU!!!" She screamed.
* * * * *
Duo held her tighter. He kept pressing her against him, kissing her, trying to get her to react. So intent on the kiss, he was, that he didn't notice the big tears rolling down his own face, colliding with hers.
Gilly coiled her arms around Duo's waist, pushing into his kiss. She noticed his mouth parted, and she pressed her tongue into his mouth, feeling the warmth of him.
Blind to what was happening, Duo thought he was dreaming. He wanted her to react, but he knew she wouldn't. When her tongue pressed into his mouth, he tried to reply, but her tongue was filling his mouth, preventing his own attempts.
Realization hit him like a lazar impact. It flooded him, and he knew what was going on. With that, he forced his eyes open. There she was, he could feel her body heat rising. He couldn't bring himself to pull away.
Finally, she brought her head up and looked into his eyes. Her eyes were full of happy tears. She smiled at seeing his eyes meet hers.
"Oh, Duo," She whispered happily into his ear, "You don't know how long it seems like it's been since I've looked into those beautiful eyes of yours."
"Is this a dream?" He asked in a concerned voice, "pinch me."
Gilly pressed her mouth to his, and gave him a long, passionate kiss, followed by a small bite on his lip. When they pulled away from each other, he smiled heartily. "That felt pretty damn real." "I made it back to you." She whispered. "I don't have to die now." "I'm glad, but you'll have to explain to me what it is you mean by that."
She pressed her finger to his lips. "Later, but right now, I'll I want is to be with you. Now, and forever." She smiled wistfully as she melted into his arms with another kiss.