Wednesday, September 6, 2023

Clear skies

Hey. Been a while, huh?

The day after the second fight at the Tower, Robin called me to ask if I'd meet her at her office at AMU.

The door turned out to be unlocked, and I entered to see her in a black dress, staring out the window. Afternoon light streamed through it, painting the room in amber.

She turned to face me, and her face lit up with a tired smile. She looked beautiful.

"Hey, Addie."
"Hey, Robin. What's the special occasion?"
She rolled her eyes. "C'mere."
I walked towards her. Somehow, it took me by surprise when she hugged me.
"Thank you for keeping me safe."
"Uh- yeah," I stammered as I realized how tightly she was holding me.
She leaned back and looked up at me. "You're cute," she said, smiling.
"I love you," I blurted out, and my eyes widened.
"I love you too."
I gave a nervous laugh. "Oh. Okay, um… good."
She smiled, punching me lightly in the arm. "Addie, you dork."
"What?" I said defensively.
"We've been through the end of the world together. You gave up everything for me. I always knew."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"Because I was scared, dummy."

That was a while ago, now. Suffice to say we're very happy together.

Since then, ARC and the Archive have entered an uneasy alliance, brought together by our shared experiences at the dead tower. The Forest has been kept in check by the revived Newborn, though it's become a more active player than it has been in a very, very long time, and together our two groups are working to research the Forest, to find ways to hold it back.

It isn't lost on me how far I went to get Robin back when ARC and AMU ended up as allies in the end anyway. But that was a long time she was around. A long time that she was with us, safe albeit overworked, instead of kept in a cramped cell and watched constantly.

I don't care if it's selfish. To me, that's all that matters.