[ She holds his hand gently, even as it tries to curl into a fist. There's a twinge of pain, but she doesn't mind. Whatever he needs her to do to keep him floating and awake. That's been her role this entire story, and she realized it... sometime ago. Time feels meaningless in this story. Especially when it loops and she finds herself back in the Motel anyways. Around and around they go. Loop, loop, spiraling out and she tries to pull him back in.
Not all heroes are the ones who save the day.
Alan needs to be saved. But, she can only do so much. He has to want to save himself. Maybe that's her other reason for being her. Except she gave herself that reason. She can be a goal for him to want to save himself. Stretching out her hand for him to realize it's not just endless nights.
Home is waiting for him if he only swims up and takes her hand. Let's her pull him out of the lake.
Even if she has to lean in head first to reach him. ]
Yeah, you can be. [ Her tone suggests it's obvious and she is more than aware of it. That doesn't really matter to her right now. ] But, you helped get me here, right? You're doing your part. And, you're the one one with the bruise. It's from last night, isn't it?
[ Jesse looks back down at his side. It can be about the both of them. She doesn't really like the spotlight shone on her. She's spent her whole life trying to be off the radar and unnoticed. Not always successful, as she's learned from the Prime Canidate Program, but it hadn't stopped her from trying.
« We're both down for the count. Mind helping me out? Keeping things away. Just for a few hours. We both need to eat, sleep... and then I need to talk to Anderson. »
Her attention shifts back to Alan as Polaris shimmers. His mouth is on hers and she instantly leans into the kiss. No hesitation, no worry, an immediate reaction. Her hand gently slips from his so she can rest it on the side of his face. His beard is wet from not only the shower, but, now she can touch him without feeling anything else. Fingers brush along until her hand slides to the back of his head and entangle in his longer hair.
He doesn't taste like the ocean, mud or dirt. Just him. ]
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Not all heroes are the ones who save the day.
Alan needs to be saved. But, she can only do so much. He has to want to save himself. Maybe that's her other reason for being her. Except she gave herself that reason. She can be a goal for him to want to save himself. Stretching out her hand for him to realize it's not just endless nights.
Home is waiting for him if he only swims up and takes her hand. Let's her pull him out of the lake.
Even if she has to lean in head first to reach him. ]
Yeah, you can be. [ Her tone suggests it's obvious and she is more than aware of it. That doesn't really matter to her right now. ] But, you helped get me here, right? You're doing your part. And, you're the one one with the bruise. It's from last night, isn't it?
[ Jesse looks back down at his side. It can be about the both of them. She doesn't really like the spotlight shone on her. She's spent her whole life trying to be off the radar and unnoticed. Not always successful, as she's learned from the Prime Canidate Program, but it hadn't stopped her from trying.
« We're both down for the count. Mind helping me out? Keeping things away. Just for a few hours. We both need to eat, sleep... and then I need to talk to Anderson. »
Her attention shifts back to Alan as Polaris shimmers. His mouth is on hers and she instantly leans into the kiss. No hesitation, no worry, an immediate reaction. Her hand gently slips from his so she can rest it on the side of his face. His beard is wet from not only the shower, but, now she can touch him without feeling anything else. Fingers brush along until her hand slides to the back of his head and entangle in his longer hair.
He doesn't taste like the ocean, mud or dirt. Just him. ]