AN: Let us play a game of "Guess My Ships".

I'm so sorry. But this will always be a favorite ship of mine no matter what canon dictates. I have gone down with this ship. I'm so sorry.

I never ask you for much. In fact, I never ask you for anything. I know you've made your choices in life. And I know for certain that they don't include me.

You always loved her. I could tell from the way you looked at her, every day, that look in your eyes, the way you talked, the way you acted. You never were like that to me. Although, perhaps, if you focused a bit more, you'd have noticed. Noticed everything my fellow co-workers had mentioned, to my morbid embarrassment, that I did even at just the very thought that I might see you.

I just wanted you to be happy. Knowing that being with her caused me pain, it would only serve to weigh down on you. You care too much. Have I told you that before? But I suppose that's why I love you. Because you do. You care too much to knowingly hurt me, even if I could prove the greatest threat to your teachings.

But I loved you. Loved you enough to let you go. To let you be with the person you loved. To understand how you felt. And yet, loved you and wanted you to at least be there for me. Even just once. Sometimes. Anything to know you cared, at least in your own unknowing way because that's enough for me. Just to have your comforting presence nearby.

I know I'm a teal-blood, and a legislacerator, and that I could easily say a word to have you imprisoned.

But that's not how I'm talking to you now. In fact, I suppose, I'm putting myself even lower than you, who is not even a part of the hemospectrum. But your teachings speak out against such caste systems, and I digress.

I never ask you anything. Anything I ask, I fear would be too much. But just this once, please.

I beg of you.

Stay with me tonight.

Just one night.

Just until I fall asleep.

Because, somehow, without you, I don't think I can pull through this night on my own.