Okay this is a little weird I guess and has nothing to do with my
other fic but I had way too much free time on my hands after my class
was canceled this morning.

As usual I don't own them.

Archive anywhere

Spoilers: NO obvious ones but I guess everything up until now



Have you ever had that dream where you feel
yourself freefalling? You can literally feel yourself being forced
to the ground by gravity. That is what this moment feels like for
me. Though that is all it has been: a moment. The difference is
when your dreaming you usually wake up with a jump before anything
terrible happens. Only right now I'm not dreaming. I feel like I'm
flying. Soaring in the sky. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at
the same time. I know there is only two possible conclusions to this
too. One is I hit the ground hard at full force and life is changed
forever. The other is that in one beautiful moment someone could
catch me.

There are a million thoughts going through
my head right now. Memories keep flashing before my eyes. Pictures
that make is all so obvious. I remember touches. Looks. Sounds. I
hear laughter and I see a smile. A beautiful smile. All of these
things fill me with an over powering desire to fall faster. It's a
desire I have never felt before in all my life. Not even for a
second and with no one else. It encompasses my whole body and it
takes every bit of resilience I have not to give in to it and to
listen to the other voices screaming that I should stop my self.
That I could ruin everything in this moment. That life to change
beyond repair. And I know that this could happen too, so easily, if
no one catches me.

I feel myself falling closer to the edge and
I am dangerously reaching the point of no return. Then I see the
blue eyes waiting for me at the bottom. I know what I have to do.
It is no longer a question anymore. It's time. Finally. My body
slows down but my heart is racing faster then ever. I look at those
blue eyes. They look scared too, and expectant, and filled with
something I recognize as desire. I reach out and touch her face. I
am almost there. I bend my head down and softly put my lips upon
hers. The desire overcomes me. There is no more fighting it. It
was decided in this moment of contemplation before the first kiss. I
feel her hand tighten around my neck and I look into her blue eyes
again. And I know in that instant that I did not fall to the ground.
I was caught. Donna was there to catch me.


The end

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