*So I was going to leave the whole funeral thing after the end of the last chapter, but I was inspired to continue it briefly, so here goes… Oh the beginning of this chapter will be from Abby's POV. I couldn't get the stupid underline off the quote, I don't know why...And sorry this chapter is so short, but I'm not feeling the best and couldn't focus to make it longer
Chapter 11. I Saw You Cry
"In places no one will find, all your feelings so deep inside. Was there that I realized, that forever was in your eyes, the moment I saw you cry." Mandy Moore
Becker and Abby stayed to the back of the crowd in the cemetery, classmates stood in small clusters, family occupied the center first couple rows, and who Abby assumed were teachers, stood in groups of two and three further back. She saw the two boys who'd also been at the school that day, both looking solemn and in shock.
She felt Becker's hand tighten around hers as the casket was lowered into the ground, and squeezed his hand reassuringly. She glanced up just as a single tear slipped down his cheek, in all the time she'd known him, she'd never seen Becker shed a tear.
He felt responsible, he always would, for Beth, for Sarah…she knew the only thing she could do now was be there for him now, she hadn't been able to when Sarah died, but nothing would keep her away now. Somehow, it had taken her until that moment to realize just how important to her Becker was, just how much she loved him.
Becker was distant the entire way home, she wished she knew what to say, how to make him understand it wasn't his fault.
They walked into the flat,
"I'm going to start tea or something…" Becker said heading for the kitchen.
Abby sat on the couch rubbing her face with her hands, he needed space, she knew that, she just wished she could help him, be there for him like he'd been there for her when Connor died. Becker walked into the room and handed her a mug before sitting down beside her.
"Becker," she started finally after the silence had become unbearable, "None of this is your fault, what happened to Beth was…horrible, but we did everything we could in the circumstances."
He looked over at her, his eyes still distant, "I'm a soldier, I've seen people die, more than I really care to talk about…but never a child…it's different, harder."
She leaned over and wrapped her arms around him, "I know, I know it is," she murmured softly.
"I'm glad you were there today Abby, I don't know if I could have handled another funeral alone. Thank you."
"You don't have to thank me Becker, I'm always going to be there when you need me."
He smiled, then leaned in and caught her lips with his, she kissed him back.
"I love you," she murmured against his lips.
