A/N: Okay, I saw the promo for “Wilson’s Heart” (4x16), and was absolutely killed. Poor Wilson; girlfriend’s dying and cheating on him, best friend can’t remember why she’s dying, ugh. I just want to hug him. Anyways, the part where Wilson is lying in Amber’s bed gave me this idea (after I YouTubed it and replayed that section a bazillion times), so...here you go!

Prompt: Dying
Word Count: 155 (drabble and a half)
Genre: Angst/Romance

Wilson lies on the bed of his dying lover, grasping her bruised and broken face in his gentle hands. His eyes devour the sight of her bloody rouge, her cracked lips, her stitched forehead, and his stomach turns somersaults inside him. He softly massages her delicate temples, being careful not to apply too much pressure, though he knows she cannot feel his touch.

“What’s happened to you?” he croaks. A dark spot appears on the stark white sheet beneath his face; a tear stain. Another teardrop falls, then another. He presses a mournful kiss to her parted lips and pulls away quickly; it is too much for him.

“Damnit, I’m sorry,” comes his whisper, though he doesn’t know why he feels this way. There is no reason for him to feel remorse, to bear guilt.

Wilson looks at the dying woman before him, and can’t help but think that she’s not the only one dying.

Reviews are to me as needy people are to Wilson, and a writer without reviews is almost as bad as a Wilson without his Amber, so...

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