Here is a blurb I posted on Tumblr after the episode tonight. Prepare for your feels to be attacked. Lol Hope you like it. :)
"I need some air," she said as she sat his soup on a tray in front of him. He was sitting up, waiting to eat.
"I can come with you." He tried to stand up, but winced and leaned back against the sofa.
"You can't go anywhere, Crane. Eat. I'll be on the porch swing."
He nodded his head. "If you need me..."
Abbie gave him a small smile and nodded her head anyway, even though she knew he couldn't do anything if she was in danger.
When she stepped outside, she sat on the porch swing, in the same place Crane sat. She took a deep breathe, then another, and another until she couldn't keep it in anymore. The tears came. So did the pain in her throat, the shortened breaths, the running snot. She let it out. She stopped when the door opened, wiped her face.
"Crane? What are you doing? Go back inside."
He winced and his eyes shut as he walked towards her. She helped him sit down. He breathed hard and sat up as straight as he could. He slowly put his arm around her, pulled her towards him.
Abbie didn't move; she just stared at him. She shook her head, touched his beard with both her hands, then his chest, his hand that wasn't around her. The tears reappeared. Her forehead fell into the crook of his neck. His skin was warm.
"I know, Abbie. I know." He wrapped his other arm around her, and she scooted closer toward him. "Give me all your sorrow. I'm here."
He didn't say anything else. Neither did she. He held her and listened to her cry while the porch swing creaked as he rocked it with his feet.