A\N: Yesterday, I did a quadruple update of Willicia oneshots, this is one of my worst and rushed works in a very long time so I apologise in advance, Angels.
In this Willicia oneshot, two years have passed since Will's death but Alicia still has regrets about the two of them.
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She's not moved from his grave in two hours, which doesn't bother her, she'd rather be here than at work where she'll be receiving condolences all day or calls from her children every hour on the dote, or at home where Peter will try and distract her from her grieve or tell her to stop moping around, that she 'only lost a friend.' Everyone in her life knows what the day is to her and are more than happy to try and cheer her up, being around people, or at least living people, today of all days isn't what she needs today.
This is only the fifth time she's come to visit her ex-lover and friend in the two years since his death: his funeral, his birthday, his first death anniversary, his birthday just gone, and today, the second year of his death. She places the bouquet of flowers she brought with her at the foot of his headstone. By the end of tomorrow they'll be more than just her flowers surrounding him, everyone in her life, who loved Will in some way, has always let her have this day for herself, and Will.
"God, I miss you, Will Gardner." She chokes out. "It's been 2 years since you were taken from me and I still can't wrap my head around the fact that you're dead and never coming back. They say time heals all wounds, that's the biggest pile of bullshit ever because time will never heal this wound I have. Time can never heal the hole I have inside my chest," she pauses as a sob leaves her mouth. "I love you, Will and I regret not telling you." She tells him. Images of the two of them flash through her head like a movie.
She's had a hole inside for the past two years, since the second Kalinda told her Will was dead, but it didn't start to hurt until she saw the place where he was shot and killed, saw his blood smeared all over the courtroom floor. When Alicia saw the pool of smeared blood on the courtroom floor, it took everything she had in her not to fall to knees and scream her heart out. She felt sick when her mind conjured up Will's death made it seem like she was witnessing it in the courtroom as it happened.
"I have a lot of regrets and most of them about you and me, Will, but the one thing I will always regret is not leaving Peter the second his affairs came to light, and not giving us a chance when we were together because who knows what would have happened if we'd ended up together. You're the only one I've ever loved, the only one I want, Will. I was at my happiest when I was with you" She says to his gravestone, half hoping to hear Will's voice but she doesn't hear him.
"I miss you, Will, I miss you so much, so why, god damn, did you have to die? Why did you leave me?" She asks the headstone, tears falling down her face. She's missed him in the two years since he's been dead. She sighed. "What I wouldn't give to spend one last night in your arms." She muses to the marble stone. The light breeze that has run through the city all day is now a full blown wind, causing fallen leaves to lift up into the air and blow away and her hair to become messy and tangled. She allows a smile to pass onto her lips: Will always did love it when her hair wasn't perfect to her, but to him, she was always perfect to him. The wind picks up, and with it, a cold icy chill so she sighs as she bends down, placing her fingertips onto his name.
"I'll love you forever." She says softly as she straightens up and starts to walk from his grave.
"I'm okay with that." She sees Will's ghost by the cemetery gates, smiling as she leaves.
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A\N: This is a short Willicia oneshot that I've done since I started writing this couple. I will have more written during the next week, so keep an eye out and enjoy Angels.