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pricescigar · 3 years ago

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Reunited

Summary: It was about high time Woods & Wolff would be reunited again, after so many years. . .

"Are you ready to see him again Wolff?" Price asked her, looking over to her. Though his facial expression alone, showed many different emotions; Worry, happiness, sadness. Perhaps all three combined, he knew how hard this was for Elvira already. Waking up into a world where people praised The Cold War hero, for her courage, sacrifice and success in assisting the Cold War alone. For they still long forgotten her as the years went on. While she was left behind, like how she was always left behind. And while the others moved on in their lives. And meanwhile the young Wolff still stuck in the past, like it meant something, but It did mean something didn't it? Everything meant something to her. Always a something.

That was her life, her everything, the people she met, hardships she faced. Without those people and without those things, Elvira felt like she was nothing. Just a hero they praise for, and going her the medals that rightfully belonged to her. Still after a day or so, she still couldn't grasp the fact that everything had changed. The buildings, the cars, the people, technology... Everything had changed.

While her eyes gazed outside the window of the cab as it went through the busy streets, she glanced over to him and nodded. "Ja... I think I'm ready to see him again, I can't help myself but to blame... For all that has happened to me. I left them all alone..." Elvira replied to him, part of her wanted to know all that has happened to the team when she was gone. And then again, another part of her was screaming not to find out.

"It isn't your fault Wolff... For what happened, neither of them or you expected the missiles to rain down on you like that. They may have known they was coming, but to damage you like that... It was catastrophic enough." Price explained to her, a sigh escaped his lips. He knew Elvira wasn't coping so well, it had only been a couple of days since she woken up anyways. Things like this took time.

"I guess you're right... But thirty whole years... It didn't feel like it... It only felt like a couple of hours, and then suddenly I'm thirty years in the future. I'm dwelling too much on this, it'll be ok..." Elvira muttered the last part to herself for reassurance.

Price's hand reached over to her shoulder gently resting it upon hers, a sign of reassurance and support. He didn't know if a hug would be best for her at this moment of time, without permission of course. Despite his hardened personality, but by god he was a huge softie on the inside. Always a way huh?

"I know this is hard for you at the moment Wolff, but the others and I are there for you. For anything you need, really and I mean that. You're part of the team after all." Price would say to her, smiling softly bit. He knew all of this was knew to her without a doubt, nor would he deny it. The pain she was going through was indescribable, the cab journey soon came to an end. The two getting out of the car as it drove away.

"Are you sure you'll be ok waiting for me outside here Price?" Elvira asked looking over to him, she didn't want him to wait too long either while her and Woods would talk about all the things she had missed. And everything else. Especially when she didn't know how long her and Woods would talk for.

"Of course, I'll be right here if you need me for anything. Don't worry about it Wolff." Price assured her, staying where he was. " You got your mobile phone as well, so you know what to do." He added.

"Oh ja... I almost forgot the mobile phone." Elvira replied nervously with a soft chuckle escaping her lips, ah mobile phones. Another thing she has to get used to. The big huge chunky devices that were once big, and now are small. And you get to carry them everywhere, and no matter what country you are in. You can play games, listen to music, reply to emails, text messages, watch videos, share photos and videos, so many things you can do it is truly remarkable.

Walking into the nursing home made her mentally panic this is where he has been all this time? And she didn't know, well of course Elvira wouldn't of known but the sight of if broke her heart to bits.

The nurse watched her walk up to the reception desk, seeing Elvira albeit a kind smile was across her features.

"Good morning. How can I help you with anything Miss?" The nurse asked, looking at her.

"Oh, hallo um-... I'm here to see Frank Woods?" Elvira replied, hoping she would be able to see him today.

The nurse simply nodded and got up from her seat, giving her a gesture to follow her other to the other sections of rooms which Elvira did. Beginning to follow her across the corridors, staying silent.

Elvira felt the overwhelming anxiety growing, she felt the nerves. The twisting of her stomach, happiness, sadness, overwhelming thoughts. She couldn't wait to see Frank again yet, she already felt all the sadness that was coming with it. To tell the truth, she wasn't ready for it.

The nurse approached over to the door what presumed to be Frank Woods' room, knocking onto the door as she opened it.

"Frank you have a visitor today." The nurse spoke to him.

"If it's one of those CIA agents, they can piss off!" Woods cursed, his back against the door and not looking at the nurse. He became a miserable, cold, old man. He waited, waited and waited for the day Elvira would wake up. Yet part of him would loose hope, because of it.

"No it isn't, I promise. I'll leave you two to talk for a little bit. I wouldn't lie to you Frank." The nurse said before then walking away, her footsteps retreating away from the bedroom. This was it, seeing Frank again, it felt so unreal the least.

Elvira finally walked into the room, before then closing the door behind her. Managing finding the courage and words to speak. Looking at him. Her heart was broken already. "Frank... It's me, Elvira." Elvira's voice broke a little, as tears formed easily in her eyes.

That accent— Woods instantly turned over seeing Elvira right before him, with his own two eyes! He stayed where he was completely stunned, he couldn't be dreaming right? He had to double check his own pulse to see if he was still breathing.

"Oh, Elvira..." Woods said to her the tears forming into his eyes also, opening his arms for her. To which Elvira rushed over to him and hugged him, easily bursting into tears. The two hugging each other tightly. Neither of them would want to let go of each other.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Frank. I really am sorry..." Elvira sobbed in his arms, not wanting to let go of Frank. The forever tears still falling down from her eyes.

"Elvira don't apologise, you have nothing to apologise for ok?" Woods managed to finally speak, realising a breath one hand behind her head, running his fingers through her curls. Oh how he missed doing that, but those times of loving each other was long gone . . .

"But I need to apologise I left all of you alone, for thirty whole years." Elvira laid her head on his chest a little, using the sleeve of her turtleneck and wiping her tears away.

"I missed you so much... I know you was going to wake up. At some point..." Woods looked down to her, a weak smile appearing on his features. Of course he never forgotten about her, he loved her too much to ever think of someone else. She was always on his mind, the type of unbareable love and compassion for her, it was the only thing that had kept him alive for all these years.

"It didn't feel like thirty years to me though, it only felt like a couple of hours. Now the more I think about it, the new voices I kept on hearing... Hudson especially, when I didn't hear his voice anymore. I didn't want to believe it." Elvira softly replied to him, shaking her head head in disbelief.

This all had to be some horrible dream right? Yet the more she would punch herself when no one was around, and nothing was happening. No waking up back in 1981, she was 30 years into the future still. No hopes in going back. This alone was the harsh truth she had to face, to know her old team was long gone. And would have to embrace her new teammates with welcoming arms, just as they did when she woken up from her coma.

"I know... I know... But you're back here, alive and that’s all that matters, right?" Woods reassured her and looked at her with a weak smile across his features.

Elvira slowly nodded in agreement, wiping the tears away from her eyes catching her breath a little. Composing herself, her eyes finally looking back to Woods smiling weakly to him. "I will never leave your side again, I promise you Frank... I'll try and make up the thirty years I've been long gone.." She promised.

Frank smiled too, but his heart forever ached knowing he had grown old and the fact that his lover was still young as the day she had "died" With a short moment of silence, he simply shook his head. As much as he wanted the both of them to be together again, that was long gone. . . Far too long gone now.

"We can't be together anymore Elvira... You need to experience the world again, do the things you missed out on..." Woods managed to find the right words, placing his hands on her shoulders.

"Nein.... Nein... I don't want to do that, I want to stay with you Frank. And get you out of this place." Elvira said looking at him, her eyes were still full of hope. Still gasping onto her old past, the days of tracking down Perseus, going on missions... Spending time with her old team . . .

Woods chuckled a bit, that was the Elvira he always knew. It still felt unreal to him, to have her finally back here. It felt more saddening yo him than happy... He then looked back at her. "I'm too old now Elvira, far too old... Look at me, old wrinkles and everything, sad, and miserable because I couldn't spend my future with you..." He added softly straightening his posture and his eyes focusing back onto her.

"But do you know what will make me happy? Seeing you happy, supported and loved by your new teammates... It's all I ever want for you, Elvira..."

Elvira could feel the tears forming into her eyes again, only for them to fall down her cheeks. She struggled to find the will, the courage to move on from all of this. It felt like she was robbed; Robbed from her whole childhood, her adulthood, to finally make herself her own family. To be cherished and loved, more robbed by the fact she couldn't spend the rest of her days at Frank's side.

"Ja...— I, I can do that for you Frank. I promise I will..." Elvira nodded to him in agreement looking away from him briefly. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so weak, vulnerable to someone. It scared her almost. Taking a deep, shaky breath as it parted from her lips.

"I'm scared Frank, I'm really scared... Everything is so new, it's scary, everything being so reliant on technology now, more than ever, I don't think I'll ever fit in this new world." She quickly got her words out.

"I know it's new and scary to you, I won't doubt that. But you're the most bravest, confident and intelligent person I have ever known. It's ok to be scared of new things, but I just know you'll fit in perfectly... You'll be ok in no time I just know it." Frank placed his hand on her cheek, wiping the tears away with his thumb gently.

Elvira felt so exhausted already from all of this, it felt like her body was a sack of flour. The weight of her own body, heavy with many grains of thoughts and feelings stuffed into one. As each feeling would disintegrate, and the bag would get lighter and lighter into nothingness. She would feel the need, and want fall down to the floor and to cry.

"Here..." Woods hands went to his neck and took off the pendant off his neck, and put it back around Elvira. It was the same pendant her mother gave to her all those years ago, and entrusted it over to Woods. A promise both made to each other.

Elvira looked down to the pendant, her hand gently grabbing it. Taking one good look at it momentarily once more, before her hands would go to retrieve the Dogtag that was inside of her turtleneck. However she was stopped by Woods. His hands on her wrists ever so gently. Looking up at him, a little confused.

"That Dogtag serves me no purpose anymore, and you know why I gave it to you... Your pendant had already protected me for thirty years, keep the Dogtag and keep your pendant too... For me." He asked her.

Elvira nodded to him smiling softly, gently placing her hands onto his shoulders. "I will, I'll keep it safe with me. Just like I always had." She replied.

They was sadly interrupted when the Nurse walked back into the room, as she looked at the both of them.

"I'm sorry to cut this short, but the visiting time is over now miss... I do apologise." The Nurse said.

Elvira wiped her tears away immediately, and she stood up. While Woods gently grabbed her hand, holding it within his as he looked up at her.

"You'll come back soon... Won't you?" Woods asked, wanting to see her again whenever she had the chance to.

Elvira grasped onto his hand, one last time. Holding onto it tightly, of course they would see each other again. She just didn't know when they would ever cross paths again . . . "I will Frank I promise... I'll see you later, ok?" Her voice cracked up the last part of the sentence, but she remained calm.

"You'll always be my best friend, Elvira." Woods smiled up at her, finally letting her hand go. As their visit was finally over, and he himself finally got the closure that he needed.

"Bye Frank..." Elvira whispered softly, as she was the first to head out of the door quickly. So she wouldn't cry in front of him again, and especially in front of a nurse. While the nurse left after her, and went on tending back to get work.

Elvira needed to go somewhere quietly to compose herself, before she would go back to Price. Finding the toilets, and going inside locking the door behind her. Her body against the door, one hand over her face and finally breaking down into tears. Her body slowly going onto the floor, as she sat down letting all of them emotions out. Probably at this point she didn't really care if anyone would hear her or not. What seemed like forever, well to her anyways. Calming down and wiping the tears away, thinking to herself. It made her realise at this moment, she had to be strong again. Strong again, for Frank. And to keep the promise she had made. And to never break it.

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