For Joan

[theodorelasso]

Continued from here.

(warnings: sexytimes. also, panic attacks, brutal violence, attempted murder, discussion of suicide and actual murder... )

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[formersurgeon]

She laughs softly. "Right." She smiles playfully. "Gottfried."

[theodorelasso]

"Mmm," he answers, making a face. "Think I prefer Leibniz." His voice is getting more muffled as he gets sleepier.

[formersurgeon]

She smiles. "Leibniz," she repeats gently. She can hear his voice getting sleepier, and her voice gets softer, to help ease him into sleep. "I'm right here," she assures him. She can imagine it's hard to be alone after what he's been through.

[theodorelasso]

"I know.." he answers softly, gratefully. The sleepier he gets, the easier it is to pretend she's right there. After that he falls quiet, slowly dozing off.

[formersurgeon]

He goes quiet, and Joan can just barely hear his breath, slow and soft. She smiles sadly, missing him so much. She waits, listening to him breathe, making sure that he's asleep before she hangs up.

"I love you," she whispers once more, hoping his subconscious hears her.

She ends the call, then presses the phone to her chest, staring up at the ceiling, her heart aching.