Begin Again
Liam knew, though, there was nothing peaceful about what he was going through, not with all the constant beeping and wheezing of the machines working overtime to keep him comfortable and the tons of tubes attached to him.
He leaned over and kissed his forehead.
Clarke opened his eyes. "There he is–" He said in a weak voice and tried to point a frail finger at him.
At that moment Liam would have given anything to hear his strong, roaring voice, the same one he'd used earlier to back him into a corner.
"You are such an old fool," Liam whispered.
"I guess you take after me then," Clarke shot back, and they both laughed tearfully.
"We are going to fix you," Liam said with conviction. "We'll beat
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