Zara

Eva Stratt who insisted on being the first to be tested for the comatose gene

Eva Stratt who made sure the ship computer knew the crew's exact coffee orders, even Grace, down to the most precise measurements

Eva Stratt who illegally acquired thousands of video games for the hail mary crew, despite the fact they'd be in a coma for the majority of the trip

Eva Stratt who sent a school teacher into space because she knew he was a fundamentally good man

Eva Stratt who would betray the closest thing she had to a friend because she knew there was no other choice

Eva Stratt who would do anything to save the Earth, no matter the cost

Eva Stratt who desperately wished she could be the one to make the sacrifice instead

Eva Stratt who couldn't, no matter how much she wanted to

Eva Stratt who studied history, and had seen the way the world would become

Eva Stratt who was terrified by it

Eva Stratt who knew she would would go without credit

Eva Stratt who knew no statues would be built of her

Eva Stratt who knew she would never be a hero

Eva Stratt who did it all anyway

You opened the door, and there he was. You nearly flinched at the sight.

Jason stood in front of you, his eyes hidden but given his state. He needed something real... he needed you.

"Jason?" You started before he promptly cut you off.

"Can we talk about it? About us, please." He took your hand and sank to his knees.

"Are you drunk?" You couldn't help but ask, this wasn't like him.

Being this vulnerable was always hard for him to do.

"Jason, we broke up two weeks ago.. you can't keep doing this." You caressed his cheek.

He stayed silent for a moment. "I know... I missed you."

"I missed you too." You smiled sadly.

Jason hiccuped, the beer or whatever he had earlier was getting to him. "Can I come in?" He asked quietly. "I miss being home."

Home. Your apartment that once was shared between the two of you.

The shadows of your love danced in the kitchen with a small fire being lit, and then burning aflame.