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Sally’s hand hovered over his shoulder—comfort had never quite been her forte, especially not when it came to what seemed like a mix of grief and rage.

“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be here at all,” he croaked, and she dropped her hand back at her side. 

She felt sick to her stomach, and if it weren’t for the disaster they’d just lived through, if it weren’t for his tears, if it weren’t for the fact that Dr. Fitzgerald had been helping her, she would’ve thrown back at him, I know.

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They first make eye contact across a room of sweaty bodies and too much beer, a shared moment of ‘Let’s get out of here.’ He’s covered up to his neck with a dark coat and scowling, and she pretends not to notice as he walks beside her into the night air, hands shoved into his pockets.

‘Sweet dreams,’ she says when she reaches her dorm, expecting him to follow, but he turns around without a word and heads off from whence he came.

ok this was sUPPOSED TO BE for the three sentence meme from MARCH but screw it. have 3+ sentences in may

They made eye contact, and everything clicked back into place, better than it had been for days—better than it had been for weeks. 

They’d caught each other in the doorway of the cafe, her leaving with the Old School, and him entering, and he hurriedly dragged his gaze away from hers, stepped back to let her and her group walk past. She didn’t dare chance a look over her shoulder, praying her friends hadn’t noticed anything particular about her or Max. Her hand burned with the urge to reach up and fidget her hair, make sure it really was covering her scar. She knew she’d see Max at home tonight, but she wanted to see him now, so, so badly. As she followed her friends away from the cafe, Max’s thoughts in her head grew distant and thin before snapping out completely.

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The weirdest part of the undercover op is how easy she finds it to act domestic with Carisi—oh, sorry, Jack Fonda.

Okay, actually, the weirdest part is when she realizes they keep tripping up in their domesticity because they’re used to having Jesse around.

They’re grocery shopping for dinner when she realizes it, and all she can do is quietly take the baby formula he’d absentmindedly grabbed out of the shopping cart, put it back on the shelf, and hope she’s not blushing.

That Scene… :))))

In the two minutes after she tells him, Ben think he can see his whole life laid out in front of him – sunny or tempestuous, but never boring with this mysterious woman by his side. She’s a little hard, she’s got a chip on her shoulder, but somehow, knowing that she’s loved him before reassures him. He makes a promise to himself (now is it his past-self or is it his future-self?) that he, Ben Quigley, will never be the cause for the crease in her brow or the pain just behind her clear green eyes.