[ What - what. The news washes over Stephen in stages. Connor and Abby. Nick. The shock leaves him wavering, leaning hard, sharp corner of his counter digging into his palm. The first thing he remembers how to feel is anger. ]
It's already happened, Stephen. If it were to happen again... I can't say it wouldn't happen the same. You know how long I hoped there was still a real human being inside of her.
In the end there wasn't. She killed me just like she killed you.
[ He's shouting now, his throat raw. Slams his hand down on the counter, hard enough that it hurts, that it jars his bones. Fury and rage and terror bubbling up. The last thing he felt was his ribs wrenching and snapping. ]
[ He drops his head, cuts himself off again. Should have survived. If anyone. Nick didn't deserve to die.
Stephen collapses down, curling in on himself, leaning back against the cabinets. He can't breathe. It's not hyperventilating. It's some intense, crushing paralysis all through him that leaves spots going in front of his eyes. ]
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[ He just wants to know. He wants to know they're still as strong as ever.
...he's not really sure he wants to know about Nick.
He doesn't want to know about Helen. ]
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You idiot. What did you do?
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[ He bites back the furious words. ]
I trusted you. To look after them.
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In the end there wasn't. She killed me just like she killed you.
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[ He's shouting now, his throat raw. Slams his hand down on the counter, hard enough that it hurts, that it jars his bones. Fury and rage and terror bubbling up. The last thing he felt was his ribs wrenching and snapping. ]
You can't do this to me.
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[ He drops his head, cuts himself off again. Should have survived. If anyone. Nick didn't deserve to die.
Stephen collapses down, curling in on himself, leaning back against the cabinets. He can't breathe. It's not hyperventilating. It's some intense, crushing paralysis all through him that leaves spots going in front of his eyes. ]
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[he gives it a few minutes and starts to wonder if this is his dying brain making him hallucinate.]
Stephen, you still there?
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[ He doesn't know. His head is spinning. ]
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[He gives it another minute.]
Stephen. What can you tell me about where you are?
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