Light got back to the apartment before Misa woke up, which felt good to him. He began making breakfast, getting everything ready so he could bring it to his bride. He gathered everything onto a tray, before he took the tray into their bedroom.
Misa has just woken up when he came in beating a tray of steamed rice, miso soup, grilled fish, nori, and a green salad. When she saw him, she smiled.
"What's all this?" She asked.
"Breakfast in bed for you." He said, setting the tray above her lap so that she could eat.
"Light, that's so sweet, but aren't you going to be late for work?"
"No. I'm not going back. At least, not directly." He said, surprisingly cavalier about the words that came from his mouth.
Upon taking them in, she looked up sharply. "What do you mean?"
"After what happened to you and the baby, it's just too dangerous. You and our baby deserve to be safe. I couldn't put you both in danger that way. So I went to my Dad's house this morning and resigned formally. Unofficially I'm still a consultant on the case, but I'm not working there anymore. I'll still be informed of new developments, but right now, after everything that happened, I just couldn't make myself go back."
She set the tray down on the floor beside the bed, nearly falling off at one point, before she moved to pull him to her. "Light, you have to talk about these things with me. I would have stopped you."
"I know you would have, and that's why I didn't tell you. It was too important. I can't put your lives in danger like that again, Misa. If I lost you..."
She pressed a kiss to his forehead. "You're not going to lose me. That will never happen."
"You say that now, but what if you hadn't survived? I never expected that to even be a possibility. And to see you dead on the ground like that... it made me reevaluate everything I thought I knew about myself. It made me wonder if what I thought I wanted was what I really wanted. When I thought about it, it made me realize that you were more important. You both are. I can't lose either of you, Misa. If I did, it would be too big a loss to compute."
She rubbed his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. "I know why you did it. I just wish..."
She didn't finish the sentence. "I know. But I can't take that big a risk. I have to keep you safe. Keep our baby safe." He said, putting a hand on her stomach.
She gave him a kiss. "You'll always keep me safe. I know that."
"I try. But the fact that I couldn't when it mattered the most..."
He shuddered. She saw how much that had shaken his confidence. She held him close to her.
"Don't do that, Light."
"Do what?" He asked, looking up at her.
"There wasn't anything you could have done to prevent that. You need to know that. I know it's hard to accept, but it's true."
She could see the tears filling his eyes. "How can it be?"
For a moment he was a small child, frightened and lost. She squeezed him tightly to her.
"You were scared. I get it. I was too. But I'm here know, and so are you, and we'll get through all of this together."
He took in a shaking breath, and felt himself sobbing, the tears oozing down his cheeks. "Misa. I thought I'd lost you. But you're still here. Still loving me and supporting me after all this time."
She held him tightly as though her embrace would be enough to hold him together. "I'll always be here, Light. It's the promise I made to you from the beginning and the one I made in front of everybody we love again yesterday. Whatever happens, I'll be with you through it all."
He clutched her to him suddenly, afraid that letting her go would mean the promise would be broken.
He cried for a long time, as all the events of the last few days crashed over him in a massive tidal wave that swept him into a sea of emotions. His fear, his relief, his anger, his love, all came pouring down his face. Misa realized that it might have been the first time that he ever allowed anybody to comfort him when he cried. The fact that she was the one to do it was an honor not lost on her.
When he pulled himself together, he gave her a quavering smile, and wiped his eyes. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be. The last few days have been hard on you too and I'd much rather have you get it out than keep it inside. You don't have to hide anything from me. I'll love you no matter what. You just have to tell me what's bothering you and we'll fix it together. Okay?" She said, tenderly cupping his face gently.
"Okay." He said softly.
She smiled. "Now, are you going to have breakfast with your wife or am I going to be eating alone?"
He smiled. "I suppose I can't refuse that offer, can I?"
"Nope." She smiled. She climbed back under the covers, and patted the space beside her.
He smiled happily at her, slipped off his shoes and climbed into bed with her, beginning to eat alongside his bride with a new kind of light and knowledge in his eyes. All of this time, he'd felt as though he'd been going at this crusade for justice alone. Then, she'd come and taken his hand in the dark and let him know he wasn't alone. He hadn't believed her, not back then at least, but now he knew better, and the knowledge glowed there like neon, reassuring him constantly.
He wasn't alone anymore, and he never would be again.