A/N: This one goes out to reader ZardX, who asked my friend JordanPhoenix to write a couple drabbles about Clay/Apollo and Larry/Cindy. However, since JP had just finished her series, she passed the request onto me. Hope you enjoy 'em ZardX!
Cindy Stone lay unconscious on the ground, her life leaking onto the floor of her apartment. Although unconscious, and rapidly approaching death, she had… A dream? Yes, perhaps that's the word. A dream.
She dreamt of her and a man, running hand in hand up a hill. He was running with as much speed as he had enthusiasm.
Cindy giggled. "Where are we going?"
"You'll see when we get to the top, baby!" The orange clad man said. They continued to run up the hill for several minutes. Finally, they arrived at the top of the hill.
"Alright, now tell me what we're here for!"
The man put on a goofy grin. "See for yourself, baby! Just turn around."
Cindy did just that, turning around to face the sunset. What she saw, made her jaw drop.
In the sky, a plane had just finished spelling out something.
I love you… CANDY Stone?!
"Aw, c'mon, man! I know my handwriting ain't perfect, but that was clearly an 'I'!" He turned to Ciny. "Sorry, baby. I wanted to show ya something special. Just my luck, I get a dyslexic sky-writer."
Cindy giggled and took the man's face in her hands before planting a kiss on his lips. "I love it, Larry. And I love you."
As she remembered this moment, if one were to view the motionless form of the now deceased Cindy Stone, they would just be able to make out the smile on her face.