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Sentences: #10 & #18
Situations: #10 & #18
Locations: #1
Words: #24 and #23
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welcome back!! first i wanna thank you for sending a request, second I wanna apologise for the following,, so uh good luck lol
sara lance x reader, warning for a little sad
prompts: ring, gravestone, graveyard, accidents happen, death, “what’s on your cheek”, “why are you still here”
(the “accidents happen” part is basically the plot which is me saying “oops this story was an accident and accidents happen please forgive me)
In Time
You never thought the Waverider would be cold. Gideon was always so on top of everything, a comfortable temperature for you all, but now it was just cold. No matter how many layers you wore, how many boiling coffees you drank, the air was starting to turn white as it left your mouth.
The crew, yourself included, passed each other like ghosts with a secret, silence being better than the chest-wracking sobs that had filled the corridors only days before. It wasn’t only yours, but that of everyone on board. A tremendous loss to you all, but devastating most of all for the partner left behind.
Piteous looks that couldn’t be helped, a sympathetic shoulder pat every so often. Whispers passed amongst the crew, knowing their own loss wasn’t any less significant, but knowing hers was. It was silent without orders and laughter, no one could bring themselves to speak, knowing their voice would crack, and the tears would return in a flood.
With a course set for what most of the crew called home, everyone returned to their bunks for one last moment on the ship, knowing the moment they stepped off, the things that had just happened would be set. No more takebacks or second chances, that was it, and the loss of a crew member in such a way would change everything.
Your hands trembled as you left your bunk for a new kind of mourning, kneeling to sit beside the captain’s chair and stare out into the ominous clouds of the timezone. Breathing steadily, swirling your fingers around the edge of a small silver ring. You should have known better by now than to wait, but you were never good with time.
Shivers ran down your spine as the ship landed, quickly wiping the tears brimming at your eyes. Everyone back home knew what had happened, they knew you would all be fragile. To lose such an important part of your lives for a final unforgiving time, in such a horrific way, it was going to cause scars that couldn’t be healed.
You’d lost her before, everyone had, a large multitude of times, but she was entirely erased before your eyes by a single swift move, a calculated decision. Not a single one of you thought he would do it, deciding to take her down before you could take him down too.
Eyes dry, you stared down at the dull green graveyard grass with no more tears left to cry. Your chest still hurt from how hard you were breathing, Nate hanging tight off your arm as his lips trembled. He wasn’t looking to hold you up any more than he needed it himself, likening the loss to that of a sister he finally found.
You were at the end of the chain, grinding your teeth as the preacher’s words hummed in the air. The service was over before long, you being the first to place a handful of dirt on the coffin of your beloved girlfriend.
You saw Nyssa clinging to her sister with fierce anger you could imagine matched your own, passing to express your condolences to her. She knew all about you, stopping your words to pay respects back to you. Losing Sara was something she too had been through, but you all knew this was the last time.
Every possibility had been explored over the last three days, and you couldn’t let any more time pass before allowing her family to grieve. Hands shaking, you stayed by the grave as everyone else moved onward. A cold hand slipped inside yours to steady the shaking, and a heart-wrenching sob left your throat as you turned to see Sara.
Yanking away from her and backing up as fast as you could, hands covering your mouth, you looked at the sad blonde distraught. The final tears rolled down your cheeks as she extended a finger to wipe them away, her cool flesh startling you.
‘What’s on your cheek?’ she asked, lips turning to a sly grin as she realised. ‘Y/N, are you crying? What’s going on?’
You couldn’t speak, heart beating so fast you were sure it was going to implode. Her eyes drifted to the gravestone, turning to you with a strange look. You stammered a sentence, watching her confusion grow even more.
‘Why are you still here?’
Voice croaky, Sara moved to take your hands and hold you. ‘I never left.’
‘No, I… I saw. I saw what happened, we all did. Sara, we just buried you!’ you cried, blood turning from ice to fire as she held you, just as tight as she did when she was with you. Dropping to your knees and throwing your arms around her waist, you sobbed into her body. ‘Tell me I’m not dreaming. Please, be here.’
She lifted your chin with the tip of her finger, eyes twinkling at you. It was everything you remembered about your Sara, the way she held your face when you knelt down, the way she made all the pain in your mind and body fade to a dull ache. She reached for the chain around your neck and tugged it loose from your clothing, showing the ring you had planned on proposing to her with.
‘You were always running late,’ she frowned sadly, and you saw the blue in her eyes shift shades. ‘I love you, okay? Don’t forget.’
Closing your eyes for only a moment, they opened back to find your arms empty. The ring on your necklace chain hovered in midair for just a moment before falling back to your chest, and she was gone.
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