#heza

It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M Just put your paws up 'cause you were born this way, baby

Connie was dying, she knew that. He was gone, and he’d taken her armor, she’d told him to, had to get out of here, they were after him, take the data, take the armor, get out of here, take them down, finish this story...

Footsteps approach her, and she tries to move, but everything hurts too much, and she just has to hope that it’s... someone she can trust. 

Suddenly, Tex is there, cradling her head, pulling her into her lap, “Did it work?”

Connie feels herself smiling as she grips her girlfriend’s hand, and nods yes.  

-9 years later-

I’D SAY HE KNOWS WHAT HE DID BUT THAT REQUIRES A HIGHER LEVEL OF SELF CRITICISM THAT LEONARD CHURCH SENIOR IS CAPABLE OF