Pippa couldn't help the tears that began to slide down her cheeks as he sang, lowering her head to his chest and running her hands up the length of his arms, fingers curled against shirtsleeves. She tried to focus on the words, on the fact that he was singing them for her, that Rory loved her but memories still fought to surface. Feelings more than images, the fear and the hopelessness she felt. Sadness at thinking she'd never see him again or be able to tell Rory that she believed in him.
Pippa recalled the way Larch taunted her with Rory's voicemails, playing the increasingly concerned messages over and over to let her know her lover was worried. Let her know Rory couldn't find her. Would never find her. And this song, this song had constantly played on.
She choked on a sob and placed on hand over her mouth. Just listen to his voice, the sound of his voice...forget about the words....
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Date: 2008-11-26 05:00 am (UTC)Pippa recalled the way Larch taunted her with Rory's voicemails, playing the increasingly concerned messages over and over to let her know her lover was worried. Let her know Rory couldn't find her. Would never find her. And this song, this song had constantly played on.
She choked on a sob and placed on hand over her mouth. Just listen to his voice, the sound of his voice...forget about the words....