A scene you wanted to see in the finale
(I havenāt actually watched the finale, but I felt like righting the two biggest wrongs: 1) Finn & 2) The absence of Nick)
He was drenched in sweat, his t-shirt clinging in dark patches to his skin. Casually he wiped his face on the short sleeve, never slowing his pace. Running along the promenade had become his favorite after work activity - the salty San Diego air felt so much fresher in his lungs than the dry desert heat he had gotten so used to over the years.
Still, he missed it. Maybe not so much the air itself, as everything else he associated with it. His colleagues, friends, family - the people and places that had been his life for almost two decades. He didnāt exactly regret leaving, but that didnāt mean he didnāt feel like he had cut a vital part of his life out.
He was torn from his thoughts by the vibration of his phone. Not for the first time he wished he could just leave the damn thing at home when he was out running but his new job came with new responsibilities and those included never turning it off or leaving it out of reach.
The screen lit up with a familiar name, DB Russell.
āStokes,ā he panted into the speaker.
āSheās awake,ā Russell said without preamble, āNick, sheās awake.ā
His whole body flushed with relief while and he clutched the phone tightly in his slick hand.
āWhat, how, when?ā were the only thoughts he managed to voice.
āShe came around last night, I only just got the call myself,ā Russell provided, āsheās not up for visitors yet but I wanted to let you know first.ā
A genuine smile spread across his face, as his brain processed the news.
There wasnāt much else that Russell could tell him, except that Finn was apparently experiencing difficulties talking but remembered who she was and at least part of what had happend.
āSheāll be alright, you hear?ā Russell sounded like Nick wasnāt the only one he was trying to convince of that fact.
Nick nodded absentmindedly. āSheās a tough cookie,ā he said, āI knew sheād make it.ā
Russell promised to call as soon as there was anything more to relate and their conversation ended with just a few more pleasantries. With a sigh Nick sank down onto a bench he had just run past and cast a glance upward.
Nick hadnāt had much reason for faith or belief throughout his life but he genuinely felt it when he muttered a quiet āthank youā toward the sky.
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