Author's note: written for the Prompt Table activity on the Paint It Red Forum - prompt: "Don't build a wall, build a bridge"
Don't build a wall, build a bridge
Yeah, he constantly drove her crazy. He was probably the most annoying man that had ever stepped on this Earth.
Yet she couldn't bear to see him pulling away from her – from the whole team. Shutting them out as if they weren't his friends.
The closest thing to a family he still had nowadays.
She could partly understand his urge to build walls around himself. She had done the same for years as a matter of fact.
That didn't mean locking yourself up into an impenetrable fortress was always a good idea. Especially when you only companions were ghosts and demons from you past.
It's never wise to burn every bridge you have crossed.
With a sigh she slid the attic door open.
"Jane?", she called into the darkness as she approached his makeshift bed.
A single beam of light coming from the window allowed her to see his face – and the gleeful sparkle flashing into his eyes almost against his own will.
Neither of them uttered a word as his hand reached out to meet hers.