Day six

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They let her in.

It took every bit of self control to stop herself from running to him and kissing every inch of his face like she did in the box.

Instead, she had to be satisfied with tracing circles and patterns on his hand with her thumb.

Morse code.

Dot dot. Dot dash dot dot. Dash dash dash. Dot dot dot dash. Dot. Dash dot dash dash. Dash dash dash. Dot dot dash.

I love you.

~*~

Someone pressed pause and the world stayed still, but she kept moving.

And the heart monitor kept beeping. Steady, steady. Unlike hers, which was jumping all over the place.

And every time there was a spike in that thin green line, a little bit of hope found its way into her soul.

He was still there. Still alive.

And because of that, she was too.

~*~

For the first time in a while, she spoke.

She let the words come tumbling out of her mouth like an unstoppable torrent, not even thinking but just speaking, because her heart might have burst if she didn't.

"I love you, Fitz."

Over and over again.

"Please come back to me."

She wished that he could answer her.

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