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Published:
2018-11-10
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2018-11-10
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2/?
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I have Died, Only to Find I’ve Come Alive

Summary:

Helen, Bob, and Gail are in a polyamorous relationship and happy, until the day Gail dies tragically in the plane crash. Slowly recovering Bob and Helen fulfill the promise that they made to Gail.

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“let’s make a promise, “Gail said as she, Helen, and Bob lay basking in the afterglow “if one of us dies, the others need to get married and live a happy life.” Bob sits up startled “what brought this about?” He asks leaning on his elbow

“Just thinking.” Gail replies “we lead dangerous lives,” she pauses as she runs a hand through Helen’s hair “and nothing in our life as supers is certain.” She sighs “I love you both so much,” her voice catches and she swallows “and I couldn’t stand it if you weren’t happy, even if I was gone.” She sits up looking at them both “please,” she murmurs “please promise that if I die you’ll get married and live a happy life”

Helen and Bob exchange a look “only if you promise the same Gail,” Bob says after a long silence, as Helen nods.

Gail smiles as a weight lifts off her shoulders “thank you” she whispers as she plants a kiss on their foreheads before laying back down next to her life partners and falling swiftly to sleep.

/(• •)7

One month later.
“Reports are still coming in regarding the airline crash this morning.... it has been confirmed that hero Stratogale was caught by the engine while doing a publicity stunt for her sponsor.... missing presumed dead... body has yet to be found... anti-super sentiment at an all time high...”
-_-_-_•••_-_-_-

It was raining. Though, it always seemed to rain on days like this. Helen and Bob sat quietly in the back of the chapel tears falling freely from their eyes as the funeral begins. Helen curls into Bob’s chest, her shoulders heaving with her sobs.

The service was a small, but beautiful affair that covered all of the highlights of Gail’s life and achievements. Afterward, at the gravesite, a small plot was dedicated with a view into the aviary. As Bob says a few words, the reality hits him and he breaks down.