AN: Super short, but I kind of like it. Just showing you I'm not dead. There's two more of these in the works right now, so hopefully not so long between updates next time. Review if you can, promise I'll reply. :D
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40. home
When it rained, Tori liked to cry.
It made her feel connected - she didn't know to what exactly, but being connected to something, anything was better than the floating, weightless feeling she had sometimes. She hadn't ever really felt like she belonged before the Rangers, still hadn't truly found a home yet. She was the piece of the puzzle that had gotten soaked a long time ago, and though now she was dry and whole and undamaged, she'd warped somehow. She no longer fit with the rest of the puzzle, the grand scheme of things. She had to fit somewhere, there had to be a puzzle missing a piece just her size. She just hadn't found it yet - though she was beginning to think she never would.
But when the skies cried with her, it was almost as good as belonging. She felt she was on equal footing with the world when the clouds opened up. She hadn't ever told anyone until Blake showed up and became a part of her life.
When she told him, she was nervous - anxious. It seemed too crazy to say aloud. How could rain make you feel anything? What would he think of her for crying? She had no idea what he would say or think or feel.
And then he turned to her and told her that he shouted when it thundered and she knew that she had finally come home.