Leon Reid Egbert:

You found her.

She’s been crying and all you want to do is hug her, your precious little Jeannie Baby, but you can’t. Something is wrong, the Medium was glitched but differently from what it should have been. You aren’t sure how you knew the difference.

You snuck (well, if sneaking in is made of casually walking through the halls and dodging people, seemingly without care) into the hospital with her, just like you had since she had begun staying her nights here. Her troll friend hadn’t stayed for safety sake, it could be bad for a glowing alien to be hanging around the hospital too much. Getting noticed would be a threat for them and you can’t blame them. You know Jean would probably try to send them away rather than leave them with that risk - even if it means she would be lonely.

You aren’t the only one here tonight, you still won’t leave her there. You can’t return to her as you wish to so badly, but that doesn’t mean you have to abandon her. If all you can be is a figure to watch her, even among a crowd, then that is all you will be. For her sake.

Pride still fills you though, at how she has gathered such friends as she has that would stay with her, risk for her and care unconditionally and unquestioningly.

You are Leon Reid Egbert, and somehow you are alive. Your daughter Is Jean Maddison Egbert, and she is now blind. She needs you, but the Medium won’t let you be there for her. You will fight it though. No matter how determined the universe seems to be to keep the two of you apart you will return to her someday.

With a sigh, you move up to her bedside and kiss her forehead. Silently, you vow to yourself to settle everything quickly and slip back out before anything can truly be made of your presence.

You know she will make it through, if only long enough for you to finish this.

You nod and close your eyes, holding his hand.

—

You jolt awake. The side of your bed feels warm, but no one is there. You ask a nurse who came to check on you if anyone was in here, but they tell you that you’ve been alone (though they said you had been sleeping and that they are glad you did not seem to be plagued by nightmares as you were the night before).

You sigh and trace where he sat.

Was it really a dream…?

It is late, the nurse tells you.

You hope you have more pleasant dreams.

You nod and sigh. You’re very tired.

You nod and blink and tell him that you know, but it doesn’t make it any less painful. You thank him though. You’re tired, and you tell him so. But before you sleep, you ask him one last thing: “Are you real, or am I dreaming?”

You almost laugh. You desperately recount sBurb, the years after and of course, just a few days ago. You tell him everyone has their ways of coping, and this is the best you could do with keeping your friends safe, but you also assure him that that girl is still here- she just has more on her shoulders than before. …. You quietly tell him that it’s hard keeping up that cheerful air when everyone you love is slowly dying and leaving you behind, when the pain is there, always strong. 

>Thats right… Serenity is with you now. You wonder where he is- you haven’t been able to communicate with him since you lost your sight.

>He himself happens to be on the white roses John gave you, and you are sure that if he could read the message (he totally can), he would solemnly vow to do so.

You smile sadly and tell him that “Jean Egbert” has been reduced to just that- someone who’s only reason to live is to protect her friends and family now that she has the strength to do so- that otherwise, you have no meaning- that being strong for others is now all you know.

You ask who it is before you get your answer, and you try desperately to wipe your eyes and to be strong for them. You’re the goddamn Windy Girl, after all.

You have to be.

and i won’t know what it looks like.

wwhaleofatime:

windygirl:

for a moment, i thought i heard daddy. and i reached forward for him, but the room was empty.

i feel sick.

please. someone, anyone, don’t leave me alone tonight.

im knowwn to keep good company if you dont havve anyone else.

it’s appreciated, eridan… thank you.