Danger Zone

Starling had never seen such sadness on his father's face, never seen him react in such a way. It froze him in his place, blue eyes longing to look away but really unable to look away. He pulled in a shuddering breath, brows pinching. "Padre" He whimpered as Bass crouched before him, slipping in the mud like he had lost all will to even stand, and Starling wouldn't fight it when he felt his father wrap his arms around him. Not once. He just stood where he stood, letting his father wrap around him, listening to his words. He felt the tears, but did nothing to stop them. Felt as a single tear slipped down his cheek slowly, followed by another then another, face growing tight, lungs burning as he unknowingly held his breath. He waited for the punchline, waited for the relief. This had to be a punishment, it all had to be. Finch was gone? Aunt Motif....everyone. He parted his lips to pull in another shakey breath, only to let out a small, broken sob, before he ducked his own nose to press into his father.

"Mi dispiace, im so sorry. Im così dispiace, padre. Per favore, ti prego perdonami..." He sobbed in his broken voice, hiding his face in his father's fur as they both seemed to sink to the earth. His shoulder burned from teh strain, and somewhere in the back of his mind a small voice warned of infection, but he ignored it, just melting into this father's embrace as he began to cry. "Non ho visto Finch... ma, mi invio Stella. Ci troveremo, Padre. Troverò lei." He sobbed, he promised. He wouldn't leave again, no matter how awful he felt. He'd give up everything to stay home. "Sarò meglio... Ce la faremo meglio, mi dispiace tanto." He sobbed frantically, apologizing over and over again, as if he hadn't heard his father say he wasn't disappointed. Infact, he didn't. He was so overwhelmed with everything, that it hadn't registered. And even if it had, he probably wouldn't had listened...

"Burn Baby Burn" || "Bruciare Bambino Bruciare"