Message #148086

[The Losers]

Kid watched as Trine broke down right before his eyes.

The most powerful woman he had ever seen...done just like that.

There was a part of him...that was happy to see it. Yes the sight of Trine crying, her body convulsing with sobs that she could neither command nor control, made his heart break into even finer pieces than it had been already. But at least he didn't feel so alone in his grief. At least it wasn't some horrible nightmare that he couldn't wake up from. She was seeing it too...he wasn't crazy...

But that thought gave way to the other thought that hit him like a steam train on full throttle.
This wasn't a dream...
This was real...really real
Trine had grabbed Tony's hand and he hadn't moved an inch. Not even a flicker behind his closed eyes. He was just as still as he was an hour ago...a day ago...

KG moved over to one of the chairs and set the food stuff down on it and moved across the room to where Trine sobbed at the bedside of his broken best friend. She was gripping Tony's hand so tight and her shirt collar was starting to darken from the sheer about of sorrow rolling down her perfect cheeks. Her sobs were raw and untamed. The dug into his throat and scattered the dust that was his heart to the wind.

He slide his arms around her and held her tightly. He felt the jerking movement of her body as she cried in away that only those who have ever loved something can cry. The room was filled with the sounds of her crying...Kid thought back to his own hospital room so many years ago. Silence of his room splintered by the axe of his weeping after the doctors had told him that his father had died and that he...would never walk again. It was the cry of someone who lost something that they could never replace. Fear and anger and sorrow and loss all whirled together in a wet, hot, wail that rolled through your body and threatened to shake you right out of your weary bones.

Trine cried like that now...Kid wanted to make it all go away...but he knew he couldn't. Only Tony could...and right now tony was more machine than man.

The whir of the breathing machine and the steady beeping of the heart monitor were only heard in those few moments that Trine's cries would stop from lack of air, not lack of sorrow.

Kid held her there as tightly and as gently as he knew how. His own tears on his face...his own sobs throbbing at his throat.

KG: i'm right here....Trine i am right here...