fandom_clinic | FTEC, Thursday Evening

And thanks to sitting there all afternoon and not having the focus to try to read, so was Rory - curled up in a chair with her knees tucked up to her chest and her head lolling to one side.

Anakin opened his eyes and shifted his head on his pillow, catching sight of a very familiar person.

"You came," he whispered, smiling.

Rory woke, blinking a little at Anakin.

She stretched out a kink in her neck, expression unreadable.

"I came," she said simply.

"Wasn't sure you would," he said after a moment. "Wouldn't've blamed you."

"What happened?" she asked quietly.

Anakin winced. "You're gonna yell."

"No, I won't. You're convalescing. You don't yell in a clinic," Rory said, studying him. "What happened?"

Anakin turned in his head away from her. "Got in a fight."

"Yes, I know that part," she said calmly. "With whom?"

"Angel," Anakin muttered into his pillow.

Then he squeezed his eyes closed and waited for the fallout.

Rory took a deep breath, and ran a hand through her hair.

"Why?"

Anakin blew out a breath, still not looking at you. "He took some exception to things I've done to you the last few days. Then it got out of hand."

Rory closed her eyes for a few seconds, then opened them again.

"Okay. How are you feeling?"

"Like an idiot," Anakin said. "Also, my hand's broken. But the painkillers are nice."

"Yay for painkillers," Rory replied with a trace of a smile. "Boo for broken hands."

She narrowed her gaze a tiny bit, and said, "You should feel like an idiot. I don't like being fought over. I dislike getting scared and worried because you were a moron and got yourself concussed even more."

Anakin blushed. "Sorry," he murmured.

He paused. "And you don't have to get scared or worried for me any more," he said, turning to look at her.

Rory looked at him.

She slowly unfolded herself from the chair and wordlessly laid down on the bed beside him, reaching for his good hand.

"I miss you."

"I miss you, too," Anakin said, his voice tight.

"And I want you to know that I'm absolutely furious with you over this," she continued quietly, tracing her thumb gently over his knuckles. "You and Angel both. I can't remember the last time I was so mad."

Anakin swallowed hard. "I understand."

"But having said that," and it was Rory's turn to swallow hard, because she was rapidly losing her nerve, "I didn't stop loving you just because we broke up. And I didn't mean what I said on Tuesday, or last night. And this whole not being together thing? Really, really, really hurts. And I don't want to do it anymore."

Anakin looked into her eyes. "Really?" he asked softly, gently squeezing her fingers.

"Really. But...that's where I am," Rory whispered a little hoarsely. "And I understand if you don't feel the same way."

Anakin moved his hand to intertwine their fingers. "I love you," he said quietly. "It's one thing I know for sure." He scooted a little closer. "And knowing I hurt you has been killing me. Forgive me?"

Rory nodded, moving a little closer. "And I'm so, so sorry for being so hurtful," she said, leaning her forehead against his. "Forgive me?"

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