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Time

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Darkness—

So many things can hide in the dark; so many things that could terrorize her and torment her mind

Hope—

Good thing he has night vision.

Confusion—

"But, that's where the couch was to begin with…"

Remember—

She felt completely ridiculous when she realized that she had forgotten their anniversary…and he hadn't

Teaching—

Derek wasn't the most patient of people, but teaching Chloe to cook was the most fun he had in years. Especially when she tried to flip a pancake

Beauty—

"Why do all the beautiful things have to die?" Chloe murmured, leaning her back into Derek's chest as flower petals were torn away in the savage wind

Beginnings—

They got married in the fall and, oddly enough, more people came than were invited

Hands—

Sometimes, when he's sleeping, Chloe likes to place her palm into his and marvel at how much bigger he is than her

Certainty—

If she's ever unsure of anything she looks over at Derek and, suddenly, she knows what to do

Winter—

Chloe likes his winter coat far better than his summer one. When he asks why she says that it's fluffier

Humor—

It didn't take her long to realize that Derek did have a sense of humor; it was just kind of dry

Perks—

He has found that he can barely watch a movie with Chloe anymore; she spends most of the time critiquing it instead of enjoying it

Changes—

"God, my stomach's getting so…big…Derek! He's kicking again!"

Fear—

Derek never knew such a heart stopping fear as that of when his son almost fell off of a four foot high wall

Light—

If he looked at her the right way, he could almost see that glow that everyone was always talking about

Trick—

Derek didn't know what to do when he went to pull out his wallet in the store and came back up with his favorite pair of Chloe's panties

Responsibility—

"Do you want a little brother or sister? You do? Well, that's good, because mommy's…"

Laughter—

Such little things could make her laugh and it seemed that most of them were either him or their children

Perfect—

One night, after a long day, everyone sat down to watch a movie and relax. He was the only one still awake after about fifteen minutes. Chloe was under one arm; his daughter with in his other and his son was laying his head on Chloe's lap. Nothing had seemed so right

Territorial—

"So, does wolf-boy chase the mailman off or something? I've been sending you two postcards…"

Whispers—

One night, he woke up just enough to notice that she was crying and that she was whispering that she loved him over and over again. He fell back asleep before he could answer that he loved her too

Different—

She was losing her luster and she seemed tired more often than not. Derek began to worry

Anxiety—

"If...something ever happens to me, I want you to keep the kids away from me. I don't want them to see me like that."

Shadows—

She jumps at everything, he already knew that. So, was it just his imagination that it seemed worse?

Lost—

He knew she was gone when he came home and saw her sitting in a corner staring off into space and crooning wordlessly to herself. She was only thirty four.

Fair—

Was it fair that this had happened? No. Did that make anything better? No.

Tempus Fugit—

Time changes everything, and sometimes he wishes it wouldn't, because it doesn't change back, not for any price in the world


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