Kate coming back to HQ after a mission and she knows one of her clones has to still be clinging to life amongst the rubble somewhere because she can feel a horrible agony deep within her abdomen despite her body being intact.
It’s hard to breathe. She can feel the pressure in her lungs, it feels like her stomach’s burst and acid is leaking out into the rest of her insides.
She’s quiet. Pale. Absent. But otherwise hides her pain well.
She turns in early, brushes off any concerns the others have for her, and just walks off as composed as can be before she falls into her bed, crying and groaning into her pillow.
She lays there, hating herself for wishing the clone would just die so she could be free from this. She hates that this is just what it’s come to; wishing that upon herself.
Her friends will never know the extent of how much she hurts. It’s just not something she ever wants to talk about.
