Dawn
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A/N: A drabble I made when I couldn't sleep. Please R&R
It was her favorite time of day, that period between wakefulness and sleepiness. She could almost see the man he used to be, full of hope and dreams, confident in the world and how it would turn out. The fine lines in his face were erased, and at the moment he looked as if he were content, a rare state for him. She felt a twang as she thought of the man he must have been. What would have happened if she had met him as a younger man? She almost wished he were that man, younger and with more vitality. Something flickered and wavered, and John woke up. The lines came back, all those hardships and broken dreams, the lines of cynicism and sarcasm. It was the face of a man who has seen much horror and pain and still manages to live life. It was then Olivia realized something.
She loved him just the way he was.