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Julie entwined her fingers with Samantha's as the tears began to stain her cheeks. Sam could clearly see that Julie was breaking yet she knew of nothing else to do except be there and keep the foundation.

It had at least been weeks leading up to this moment, the only signs were Julie turning more and more into herself and those intense stares at reality. Samantha had no way to prepare and continued putting this moment off in the distance praying, without God, that Julie would get better however the fair days were just that, fair. There wasn't much keeping Samantha from shattering herself except for her defense of looking at things objectively, although one can only detach themselves from existence for so long before it catches up. This time it came full speed ahead with marred survivors.

Julie turned away forcing Sam to look at her back, her spine seeming so fragile as she tugged at her hand. Samantha searched the universe for the right words to reverse this, to make everything better but everything was cold and black. She resorted to blaming herself then ultimately blaming Julie. Things weren't as bad as she was making it out to be. She was allowing this to happen and if she only fought harder... But Julie had been fighting for so long there just wasn't any willpower left. To be her savior, to preserve Julie, to preserve them if only Samantha could find a way, yet the tunnel seemed closed off.

Julie squeezed Samantha's hand allowing a tear to fall free. Sam waited as the silenced endured. A murmured voice cam from that fragile shell. "This isn't the end." Samantha questioned Julie, not knowing if she had heard correctly for this most certainly was la fin. Julie repeated herself and added, "be safe, love". Her grip loosened and her body curled in the contour of a sow bug. Samantha pulled fleece over the childlike figure and waited, for that was all that was left to be done.