Neal closed his eyes, knowing that he was finally safe, that he was loved, that he was home. Unlike Rip he had only lost months, and maybe only in his own mind. He might never learn the truth about what had happened, but he would use those lost months as a reminder that every day was precious. And, he would treasure each moment he had left with Peter and El, the lazy days of picnics in the park, the not so lazy days working in the office, and the long nights spent together in this bed.
We may never know what happened, but Neal made it home safe – and everyday is precious and this is just a small reminder of that fact.
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Date: 2015-06-07 12:23 pm (UTC)Neal closed his eyes, knowing that he was finally safe, that he was loved, that he was home. Unlike Rip he had only lost months, and maybe only in his own mind. He might never learn the truth about what had happened, but he would use those lost months as a reminder that every day was precious. And, he would treasure each moment he had left with Peter and El, the lazy days of picnics in the park, the not so lazy days working in the office, and the long nights spent together in this bed.
We may never know what happened, but Neal made it home safe – and everyday is precious and this is just a small reminder of that fact.