[She smiles sadly, one hand going up to touch his cheek and then move to go through his hair, dirty but she doesn't even care at this point.]
You... It's not your fault! It's that damn horrible man and I swear--
[She kisses him again before she finishes, not sure how she even wants to end that sentence. Push him in front of a train, dump him in a well, do everything he's done to Jack and more, corrupt his mind from the inside out for even touching him...
A few tears slip out and she brushes them hastily away.]
I thought I was dead without you. Without you here. And Sirius...
[And Sirius was a dead man walking without Jack. But that doesn't need to be said.]
Okay. Okay, I... Yes, I want to. But even if I didn't, even if you didn't want me to, I'm... I want to stay with you at least for now. With both of you.
[She waits until he's moved before she climbs up better beside him, putting her arms around him again. She can feel how thin he is, and how cold, but she's just glad to have him in her hold again.
[She frowns and squeezes his hand. She's not sure if she should ask, if he's ready to tell her, but she understands. She used to refuse to eat in the asylum.]
Jack... Whatever happened in there... I'm here - we both are - whether you're ready to say or not.
[She looks at him.]
Even if you never say. It's your decision. But we're here and we're not going anywhere.
There was another man there. Doe, his name was-- or maybe it wasn't, maybe nobody remembered his name and that's just what Roman called him.
[A pause. He tightens his grip on her.]
I . . . and he was so mad, love, he was so far gone. I don't know how he's gonna come back. And I thought . . . that's . . . that's what I'll be in a few months, I'll just disappear in me own head and that'll be that. And it weren't fair, cuz . . . cuz for the first time, I really . . . everythin' was goin' right, you know? I had a great friend and a house and a steady job and I had-- I had a, a girl I wanted to spend the rest o' me life with.
[She lets him stay close, squeezing him in turn and closing her eyes. She kisses his head and tries not to think about Jack so far gone, catatonic and rambling and mad. She tries not to think about what that horrid man did to him.
She tries. But there are whispers and ideas and she hates those enough.]
You will never go back to something like that. I won't have it. I won't. I refuse...
[To lose him like that might almost be worse than losing him because he was killed or Ported out. She holds him tight.]
I've been mad too much. I don't want to go back to that. Not again.
[His breathing is ragged, too quick and too harsh.]
I went in my head-- I tried to, but he just-- he dragged me back out again, I couldn't ignore it, I never did that much pain in one go before and I wanted-- I wanted it to end any way it could, I begged him to kill me just to stop it. I thought I'd be there forever, I thought I'd never leave.
[She squeezes him gently, holding him close. To go away, to die, to let the world disappear... It's something she knows well. But she says nothing to that effect, just kissing his cheek again and keeping her arms around him.]
He'll never touch you again.
[And she never wants to see him this far gone in her lifetime.]
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