Theme: #30 – Dawn
Summary: Dawn was still a while off.
Word Count: 455
A.N: AU. Set after 'Ghosts' at least but certainly some time in the future, where Dillon still doesn't have any answers about his past.
Disclaimer: I'm just playing with them for a little while. I don't actually own any of the characters.
He had forgotten to keep in mind that he could not stay with her forever. That one day the machinery inside him was going to take him over and he would no longer be human, he would just be another Venjix slave. He had opened up to her and now he was paying the price. The ache in his chest threatened to make him forget about the search of who he was but, with regret, he forced himself to fight the longing to stay, hoping that the pain would eventually ease over time. Why had he stayed? He had asked himself that question many times before and he would always come up with the same answer every time. He stayed for Summer.
"You don't have to go…" Summer's voice was barely a whisper, knowing deep down that nothing else she could say could change his mind. The others had left the Garage floor to give them space, which both Dillon and Summer had appreciated. That had been over an hour ago and everyone was now in bed.
"I couldn't stay forever." His voice was low and resigned. His gaze was pleading but Summer's eyes were fixed on the ground. She did not want him to see the tears that threatened to spill over. For a wild moment she almost said she would go with him, but the weight of her morpher in her pocket made her keep silent. She couldn't abandon the city. After several minutes of silence she finally looked up and met his eyes. Her hand was still locked tightly in his grasp, something which she had no desire to change. Summer was trying and failing to ignore the way his presence made her heart race. It would only hurt more when he left forever and the thrill he gave her left with him.
"I should go. It's late and you need to sleep." Dillon told Summer quietly but made no attempt to move.
"Can't you stay until morning?" Summer croaked, still holding back her tears that threatened to burn a trail down her cheeks at any moment.
"The colonel won't allow the shield to be lowered after dawn." He sighed softly, squeezing his eyes shut for a brief moment. Summer did not say a word to him, instead she locked her eyes with him, raised herself onto her toes to gain more height and slid her free hand behind his neck, bringing his lips down to meet hers. He did not fight her. He no longer cared that the memory of such an incident would haunt him in his isolation. All he cared about was making his last few hours with Summer count for something. And dawn was still a while off.