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Date Posted: Sunday, May 07, 03:08:32pm
Author: Cynaera
Subject: Deeper Than Pain
In reply to: JayBee and Nell 's message, "Friday Challenge: March 3, 2006" on Friday, March 03, 07:05:27pm

(Forgive me if I do this wrong - it's been a long time...)

Angie stared at me as if I were a freak as I poured the gunpowder onto my arm and lit the match. I am nurse. I can help you. No one can help me. The pain as the gunpowder ignited was so intense it made me see blue spots.

No. Those were eyes. Nikita�s eyes. If� you are who I think you are� then, I do this for you. And� for me�

The soup was hot, and it tasted unexpectedly good. I could not remember the last time I ate.

I am alive. I would have died, if not for Angie. She would have lived, if not for me.

I am alive. I have Adam. We are as safe as I can make us. The past is done, and the scars on my arm and shoulder are only two more in the portfolio of pain that Section inflicted on me.

I am alive. Angie is dead. I am selfishly, guiltily grateful that I survived. I have another life depending on me � Angie had no one to mourn her death except me. As I lie here in the darkness, reliving every death, I realize that of all the people I have encountered in my life at Section apart from Nikita, Angie was the most real. She had no unwritten agenda or ulterior motive.

I am alive, and Angie is dead. There are times when I think that of the two of us, she benefited far more than I did. Her instincts were true. She would have made a good operative. I am glad she died fighting. I only wish she had not died fighting for me.

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Replies:

Oh now (r) -- Debbie Biv, Monday, May 08, 12:42:40am
Re: Deeper Than Pain -- KT, Monday, May 08, 07:32:30am
Re: Deeper Than Pain -- sk, Monday, May 08, 11:21:55am
Oh, very cool! -- JayBee, Monday, May 08, 01:17:38pm