It felt strange, being back on this ship.
Once, long ago, he'd been able to call this place home.
The radio hummed a foreign melody in the distance. Lately, the only music he'd been hearing was Ravess, screeching away on her violin. Lately being...the past ten years. Give or take a day or two.
"Head underwater, and they tell me, to breathe easy for a while..."
Wasn't that what they all said?
"Relax. Things will be fine. You belong with us. We'll make you strong."
"Made room for me, but it's too soon to see, if I'm happy in your hands..."
Oh, they made room alright.
And making him strong?
He wasn't sure about that.
Had fighting the Storm Hawks made him a worse person? Or had it made him better?
The song ended on some half full chord. Story of my life. Uncertain beginnings, uncertain ending.
He stared at the sky, as it spun by, the ship chugging along.
He realized that...he was a stranger here. And that...he didn't mind.
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A/N: Little obsession with "Love Song" lately. It'll pass, trust me.