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Posted: 1/31/08
'It's not fair,' he thought, 'she doesn't need to die. This is stupid. She doesn't need to be a Dog. She doesn't need to do what she's doing. She doesn't need to be a statistic.'
He held her pale hand while she lay there. It hurt him to see her like that, to think that she might not wake up. He sighed, his eyes flicking across her face, searching for a glimmer of hope.
There wasn't one that he could find. Did that mean that there was no hope for her at all? He pushed those thoughts away, there had to be hope. There just had to be. He shifted in the chair, uncomfortable after long hours of sitting there, and waited more.
A healer passed the door, briefly stopping to write something. He glanced at the healer, who shook her head when she saw him looking. When the healer was gone, he put his head in his hands.
He was losing her, because she'd shown a Dog's loyalty. Beka Cooper was loyal to the Lord Provost, but it was Rosto who was paying the price for her loyalty.
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