Memories

By Ael L. Bolt

Rating: G

Genre: Angst

Summary: A post-Meridian drabble.

Author's Notes: This is actually the first drabble I've ever written, and it was harder than I thought to keep it down to a hundred words, but I hope I pulled it off nicely.

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There had been no memorial service, but a small collection of memories gathered on his deathbed. A candid photo of him with his team. A half-full bottle of antihistamines. A handful of the highest quality Columbian coffee beans. The Abydonian marriage cup. A single white feather.

The figure stood in the shadows near the bed, looking down at the small offering in his hands. "I'm so sorry. I know I can't make up for this." A pause. "I brought these back. Maybe you'll need them again someday."

Light glinted off the lenses of the glasses as Jonas Quinn walked away.