A/N: Original writing! Woohoo! sorry if you wanted fan stuff, but, uh, hope you enjoy anyway
Warnings: crime, mention of blood, crying, heartbreak i suppose
"We do crazy things for our family," she said, sitting down beside him. "whether it is blood or not."
He lifted his head to look at her, cheeks still damp with tears. "What have- what did you do for them?"
She looked at him silently. "Everything," she huffed out a tired laugh. "I did everything for them. All the blood I spilled, the crimes I committed, the-" she sighed. "the heart I broke."
They sat in silence for a while, a thousand thoughts in ones head, and none in the other's.
"All the- everything you did, does it make you a bad person?"
"Depends who you ask," she answered. "people say love makes you do crazy things." She laughed again. "Stupid, I say. Love just makes you stupid."
He smiled a little as he wiped at the tear tracks on his cheeks. "I think it makes you brave."
"Maybe," He said. But then, he thought of tired eyes, warm smiles and three-am conversations. Above all, he thought maybe she was wrong. "or maybe just enough."