A Little Drabble Do Ya - Flatline

[avirra.livejournal.com]

One from two and a half years ago (have I really been doing drabs that long? *l*).

beep . . . beep

How many times have I sat by a hospital bed and watched as one of us fought for life? So many tubes. They had to shave his head. He'll hate that. He's so vain about his hair.

beep . . . beeeeeeee

The doctor murmurs something that sounds like offering me condolences and begins turning off the machines. How can a life lived so fully be over so fast?

"Napoleon?"

"Anders didn't make it."

His hand is on my shoulder. Illya knows me well enough to know that now and then? I just need him to be there.

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[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

A silent support.