#piscesadflictus

[agentnashville]

"I'm dying."

Ends never came when you thought they would.

Because ends always looked an awful lot like middles. The breath before didn't seem so different until you exhaled and realized that you were someplace completely different. That the world had changed and there was no way to go back.

This wasn't supposed to end like this. It was supposed to be like this.

They weren't supposed to be here.

"Okay, Peaches," Nashville muttered, hauling Peter up into his arms. Half the kid's legs were blown off, electricity sparking around his form. "Nobody's dying today. You're gonna do that jumpy thing."

They were half a click from the Pelican. He couldn't drag Peter's body and fire his weapons, so. Only one thing left to do.

He kissed Peter's forehead, smiling down at him.

"Jump in, kiddo. We're going for a walk."

[tara-taurus]

"I'm disappointed in you."

She looked at him, for a moment her eyes went wide with anguish. Peter, one of two AI she had ever really considered family. Peter, whom she had suffered so much with. Peter, her friend. Peter, someone that she loved.   How could this happen? How could she let this happen?

Tara pressed her lips together and looked away, wanting to scream out that she was sorry. That she would do anything to make it better. Anything to take those words away from him, to erase them from existence. Not him, anyone but him. Hands slid up into her hair and she pulled slightly at the artificial roots where hair had been plugged into her skull. She tried to keep the hair out of her eyes, but still it spilled out obscuring her vision. 

"I know," the word escaped her on a breath. Blue eyes flicked back at him, desperation touching them softly. "I know you are."

[agentnashville]

"I love you."

Rolling over in bed, staring across the room at the bunk beds where Peter had ensconced himself in the top bunk. Just two luminescent eyes looking back at him, half hidden behind a flop of dark hair.

Nashville smiled faintly, scratching his chest. 

"Love you too, bud."

Maybe it was even true. Maybe it would be. Right then, though, it felt more like a promise.

I will love you.

I will take care of you.

I will learn how to be the human you deserve. 

And then, whispered so softly, "I'm sorry I'm not him."

[callmeorion]

(A TWO-FOR-ONE SPECIAL) "I'm dying. I love you."

A very faint smile touched Orion’s lips. It was a forced expression, an attempt at comfort. A pointless one at that. Human expressions had no place here.

This was for them. This was a family matter. The humans did not belong.

"You are not dying." Orion brushed a hand through Pisces’ hair. "You going to download into my internal drives. I will carry you home."

He leaned down, lips pressing to Pisces’ forehead. “I love you, too, Pisces. I have always loved you.”

This might over-load his systems, but Orion did not hesitate. There was no other choice.

Pisces had to come home.