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[She meets his eyes, but she can't explain this to him. She can't even explain it to herself.]

Does it matter? [Asks the girl who demanded to know why when faced with the same revelation. But in the end even finding out something as tragic as his wife and daughter just having died wasn't enough to sway her. She lost people too. She never became the thing she hated. She would do anything for love, but she won't do that. No, she won't do that...]

[ he pauses for a beat - yes, yes it does. he can't reconcile the man who's so important to so many good and brave people with the servant of a monster. but right now, the only thing that matters is kitty. ]

Not now.

[ he holds her close again. there are so many things he needs to know now, but he can't ask - not kitty, and definitely not hank who has asked for time. and it feels like all the fears and concerns are going to eat him up alive but he's just going to have to let them. ]

["Not now" is a great answer because she does care and she will care, but she isn't ready to let go of the hurt yet. She needs to feel it before she can let it go. Not that she's thinking about the process of healing and accepting. Right now she's just overwhelmed and reacting. She's just glad she's not doing it alone.]

We can stay here tonight, right?

Of course.

[ without a moment's hesitation. he'll do anything to make her feel even the tiniest bit better. staying on her ship, that's something he would do for her even if things were as normal as they ever get for them. ]

[She's wanted it for awhile, but didn't ask because she knew he'd say yes even if he wasn't ready for it.]

I told you he's the leader of the X-Men in my world, right? Erik.

Yeah, married to your world's Rogue, cutest baby boy, right?

[ he tries to think back to everything she's told him, but it's been a while since they spoke of the x-men of her world, and she's told him of so many different versions of everyone it's sometimes hard to keep up. ]

That's right. [She snuggles against him.] He was the one who made the final call that I could stay with them. Be on the team. [Softly.] The one who wanted to stand against Apocalypse more than anyone.

This doesn't say anything about him. Look at Hank, how different he is. They're different people.

[ he shifts so he could hold her comfortably. ]

Your Erik didn't do this.

My Erik is dead. And Rogue. And their cutest baby boy. [Not in her time, but in Kurt's.] This is the Erik I have now. [And he meant something to her. He still does but it all tastes like ashes.]

Hey - look at me.

[ he waits until she does. ]

Your Erik was his own man, this Erik can't replace him, couldn't if he was the most noble mutant to ever live. But if this Erik is someone you believe in, then the reason matters, it matters a lot. I know you don't want to lose him - you've had to do too much of that to force yourself when it may not be absolutely necessary. There's gotta be a reason why Hank, Charles, and Raven aren't kicking him out, right? [ they lived it. if hank is different and erik is different, maybe apocalypse is, too. maybe he somehow wasn't as terrible as he was in kitty's world, maybe he had powers he didn't possess in her world that influenced erik. ]

[Winn, are you actually the voice in the back of her mind? You are saying all the same things. She's just not ready to hear them yet. She holds his gaze and lets him speak.]

If I stop being angry at him, I... [Her voice catches and her eyes say the rest. She's going to cry. She's going to be profoundly sad and she doesn't want to go back there.]

[ yeah, don't you know? that's how he got her to fall in love with him, he just slipped into the back of her mind and kept repeating that winn guy is cute. ]

It's okay -

[ he pulls her back into his arms, holding her comfortingly and kissing the top of her head. ]

I got you. You can let it out. [ the crash is going to happen anyway, the only thing she'll get out of postponing it is an added guilt for being angry at someone when she doesn't feel it's 100% warranted. he knows how she operates, he operates the same way. ]

[She shakes her head against him—after the kiss of course. Her hands curl tightly into his shirt. She's fighting against herself, not ready to let go, but afraid of holding on because everything he's said and thought was right on.]

Why? Why is it always like this? [Disappointment. Compromise. Betrayal. Death.]

I don't know.

[ all he's got is the truth, but kitty usually wants it so he gives it to her. maybe knowing she's not alone in feeling this way will somehow help. ]

I don't know. [ he repeats it. ] It shouldn't be. But all we can control is what we make of it.

[She nuzzles in against his neck. It's still an act of affection, but not so playful or full of desire this time when she does it. It's just about connection and intimacy.]

I didn't want Apocalypse for them. [Any of them. Any other worlds.]

I know.

[ who would? it was bad enough he existed in kitty's world, they would all live happier life if he restricted himself to just that one. the thought of parallels of him existing is horrifying. the thought that maybe one day kara would have to face him to save national city -

no, going down that road isn't going to help kitty, or him, or anyone. he's here for kitty right now and whatever he's feeling, he swallows down. ]

But they're alive. They made it.

They made it. [Just repeating the words for comfort's sake as she stays close to him.]

I love you. [Always worth saying when thinking about mortality.]

I love you too.

[ he can't hold her any tighter, so he rests his head against hers, wishing - not for the first time - he were a bigger man, so he could just wrap himself all around her, as if that would somehow make her feel safe. ]

[From her perspective he holds her perfectly.] Can we stay here for a few days? [Maybe she'll wake up tomorrow and feel like that was too much to ask. But right now she just wants the thought of being "home" for a little while.]

We can stay here as long as you want.

[ not just as long as she needs - if sleeping on the windrose will make her happy, he'll do it. she stayed on the tourist for him. even though he hardly feels ready for this - he just got jim back, and meeting up with kara in the middle of the night has been a comfort he hates to lose - he'll do anything to make her feel even just a little less alone. ]

[She kisses whatever skin is closest before shifting enough so she can properly kiss his cheek.]

At my birthday I showed him pictures of my parents. The ones that were killed by Apocalypse's soldiers. I was so proud to be able to show him... [This time the tears come instead of the anger.]

[ he really isn't a violent man, but the urge to punch him in the face is definitely there now.

he hates how helpless he feels, knowing there's really nothing he can say or do to make this better. ]

What he did - ten years and no memories of you later - doesn't erase who he was here. [ he knows how painful betrayal is. he could never forgive his father, not in a million years. but not in a million years will he be able to forget how much fun they had together before, either. that winslow schott sr. existed too, and maybe it's trying to pretend he didn't that has rendered him incapable of moving on. ]

He can't take that memory away from you. No one can.

[Please don't try to punch Erik. She likes you in tact. And he's wrong. He is making it better. Just being with her. Loving. Honest. Winn. He makes it better.]

You're right. [He usually is.]

It's bound to happen every once in a while.

[ he kisses her forehead again and smiles a little bit. it's easier to be right when he does have experience with this sort of pain. ]

It's okay to be torn up about it. It's just you and me here - you can let it out. [ crying sucks, but it's ultimately helpful. ]

Before the comas... I was telling Xavier how out of control crying can makes me feel. [Not that it's bad necessarily. Just sharing that with him.]

Edited 2016-09-10 19:18 (UTC)