[ If not for him to find it, then at least humor her work a lie. Some words to make her feel--even if it's only temporary--that they will have the ending they've tried to force the story to give them. The ending that Scratch won't let them have because he wants it for himself. An ending that feels like wishful thinking but the one she wants anyways.
She brushes the wet hair from his face once more. Something to keep her busy as he digs inside for the words she hopes he believes could happen. His gaze softens and her own focuses back on him.
We're coming home.
The confidence in his voice is what shakes her most of all. What makes her eyes fill with tears and her heart skips a beat. She inhales sharply to control the emotional response, but it is all too clear that once again Alan is able to make her react with just a few words.
We're going to come home.
Jesse lowers her head only so she can reat her forehead to his. Her eyes close. Tears slide down her cheeks. He's said exactly what she wanted to hear. It may never come true, but the reassurance he truly wants it will have to be enough.
Her hands gently slide from his face to his shoulders. ]
I love you. [ « I want him to know in case I can never say it again. » ] Alan Wake. I love you.
[ She gently brushes her lips against his. Her heart quivers in her chest. That feeling she refuses to name shakes her. ]
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She brushes the wet hair from his face once more. Something to keep her busy as he digs inside for the words she hopes he believes could happen. His gaze softens and her own focuses back on him.
We're coming home.
The confidence in his voice is what shakes her most of all. What makes her eyes fill with tears and her heart skips a beat. She inhales sharply to control the emotional response, but it is all too clear that once again Alan is able to make her react with just a few words.
We're going to come home.
Jesse lowers her head only so she can reat her forehead to his. Her eyes close. Tears slide down her cheeks. He's said exactly what she wanted to hear. It may never come true, but the reassurance he truly wants it will have to be enough.
Her hands gently slide from his face to his shoulders. ]
I love you. [ « I want him to know in case I can never say it again. » ] Alan Wake. I love you.
[ She gently brushes her lips against his. Her heart quivers in her chest. That feeling she refuses to name shakes her. ]
Thank you.