TITLE: Yes No Maybe
GENRE: Drama
CHARACTERS: Cal, Gillian
PAIRING: Cal/Gillian
RATING: PG-13
SPOILERS: None
WORDS: 400
SUMMARY: It's just a piece of paper meaning the world to him. And yet he is who he is.

—Sometime—

Yes, No, Maybe – completed with some scrawly, hand-drawn squares.

All that was written there.

All that she read.

All that she smiled about.

—Later—

He crumpled up the familiar paper in his hand, his pocket, his heart—where she was and would always remain. His hand was tense, fingers cold. It was just a piece of paper meaning the world to him.

The bomb went off and there was no turning back. Metaphorically speaking, as it could have been a bomb or gunfire or whatever else he got himself into. It didn't matter now. The end, game over, everything gone.

He watched it all from afar. Like not being in the center of everything, which he in reality was. He watched from behind a thick glass wall with the cracks slowly spreading, seeing people screaming and running around in endless panic. Blood and possibly death, the sky gray and ready to drop its heavy veil on everything.

For a brief moment he saw her. Sad and disappointed, her head hanging low until he couldn't see her face anymore. Just a figment of his imagination, he thought, but probably the truth.

His eyes closed and a raindrop fell on his face. It's the thought he held onto until he realized it might be a tear. When he opened his eyes she was right in front of him, fumbling around in her bag until she found a paper tissue. Gently she pressed it on his brow.

"You remember what we agreed upon?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Can't love you when you're dead and gone."

It was so simple, the way she said it. Like a statement she made at the breakfast table on just an ordinary day. She said it like there was another of those ordinary days to come and he wondered about this until his thoughts just couldn't go on thinking.

He felt her hand on his when they took him away in the ambulance.

—Earlier—

"It says maybe. Is that more of a maybe yes or maybe no?"

"I have conditions."

"I bet you do."

"No more recklessness. No more getting yourself into dangerous situations just for the thrill of it. No more making me cry and scared for your life. So you decide—yes, no or maybe?"

THE END (maybe)