Dance with me tonight

Phoebe's eyes found his red gaze and she stopped in her tracks, her emotions overwhelming her and something similar to fear swirling in her gut. Not fear that he would hurt her or even that he might not care about her any more. No, this fear was toward herself. A fear that her fragile mental state might not be able to handle his return, that her heart might actually burst from its furious beating. Her wide, silver gaze watched as he suddenly ran toward her, her body unable to move as his long legs quickly closed the distance between them, throwing himself into an embrace around her neck. She stood like a statue, unable to even breathe properly while her eyes shut and the tears that had been building there were sent rolling down her cheeks.

His touch was enough to make her crumble, but his words were the final blow that sent her reeling. They were so sudden, so abrupt. The words she had been wanting to hear when they were last together, the simple statement of 'I love you'. After her mental break she had put herself back together the same way someone might put a broken vase back together. Very, very carefully. Each piece of herself had been placed in such a way that she could put on a strong face and pretend that nothing was wrong, could pretend to be the mother she thought her daughters deserved. It only took one tiny sentence from this man to destroy all of that.

Her body finally crumbled, her hind legs buckling under her and her whole body leaning into his larger form. She buried her face in his thick fur while heavy sobs shook her, her breaths so short she honestly thought she might hyperventilate. Her whole life she had tried to be strong, beautiful, a goddess. Now here she was, curled up against Conan's chest, sobbing like a child, unable to even sort out her own thoughts. The weight of everything that she had been repressing the last couple of seasons in his absence came crashing down on her and she could do little more than cry.



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