Title: Reconciliation
Author: GoddessofBirth
Series: Dross-verse (4/5)
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Series
Disclaimer: I'm too poor to have ever owned it
A/N: Follows Remorse
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The doctor stared sightlessly at the paper clutched in his hands. The edges were ragged and worn, and it was criss crossed with deep creases from being constantly folded and unfolded. He didn't need to read it; the words were permanently etched in his brain.
Ge Ge, The girl is grateful and loves you, but you are killing her heart and she cannot live without him. Please do not worry – her heart will protect her and she will guard him. If the parents reconcile, she may see you again.
Under her signature, she had added a postscript.
Remember to tend the strawberries. Don't be a boob.
It was all he had left.
As always, he had not understood all she had said, but he attempted to wave their parents every day in hopes of mending the rift between them and their children and bringing his sister home. Three hundred and seventy nine waves and three hundred and seventy nine declines. He was not surprised.
The nurse peeked her head in the room and he hastily stuffed the paper into his pocket, it's permanent residence.
'Your patient in room two is ready. Just a warning, she seems a little...' The nurse trailed off, smirking and made a circular motion at her temple.
The doctor scowled darkly at her as he slipped on his coat. He hoped wherever the girl was that someone was not treating her with such disdain. Although he supposed if they did, her lover would simply shoot them. He found the thought comforting.
He walked down the short, dingy hall. Perhaps his former acquaintances would have been surprised that, warrants lifted, the doctor had not taken the mechanic and returned to his previous life, but he had been too long in the Black to be satisfied giving aid to those who did not really need him.
So he and the mechanic had come here, to this dusty rim moo
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