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Heart breaking, totally heart breaking. And yet, completely absorbing in every way. 

*A dry, almost broken laugh escaped Larkin. “And I thought you were following orders.”*

*Victoria faltered for a second period just long enough to drive a wedge of doubt in her heart.*

*“You’re better than this,” he said softly.*

*Victoria's breath caught.*

*And then—*

*She pulled the trigger.*

*One shot.*

*Patrick collapsed, his weapon falling from his hand before it even hit the ground.*

*Victoria was stunned. What had she done? She had killed enemies in her battles in her missions, but this was different.*

*Victoria knelt by Patrick's side. She pressed her hand to Patrick's wound. His blood was still warm on her hands. She began to shake all over.*

*“Why... didn't you shoot?” Victoria asked, her voice trembling.*


*“It wasn't about the converter,” Patrick replied, his voice was hoarse. “It was about you.”*

*Victoria blinked fast.*

*Patrick gave her a lopsided smile. "Still think you've got a future, Burney. Don't let this be the end of it.”*

*“I'm so sorry,” Victoria whispered toned with sorrow. “I...”*

*I forgive you,” Patrick said before she could finish. Then his hand dropped.*

*And with that, everything in her shattered.*


When Helena awoke, her face was damp with tears. New line for a long time she lay on her cot looking up at the ceiling, her heart pounding.

He forgave her! 

Somehow, this hurt more. She didn't deserve his forgiveness. She had killed him in cold blood.

She could hear Maerwynn’s voice resounding in her. *“If God can forgive you, who can say He's wrong.”*
 
She clutched her scapular, not for comfort, but for penance. “Lord, why did you let him forgive me?” she sobbed period of includes I didn't ask for it, I clearly didn't deserve it. What am I supposed to do with it?” she sobbed more.

She put on her uniform pants and black T-shirt and went to the refectory. Sister Marie Evangeline and Father Crooker often said, “If you're sad, have a little to eat. But not too much! Since it was breakfast, she knew she needed energy for the day. That was something she remembered from boot camp.


*“Drop the weapon!” Patrick Larkin cried, his M9 trained on Victoria.*

*“Drop yours first!” Victoria called from the bush, her Walther PPK equipped with a silencer trained on Patrick.*

*He recognized her first.*

*“Victoria Burney.” he paused. “Can it be?” he looked at her. It was her. “I recognize you. You took all those missions that no one would touch. Operation Airborne Dragon: you are a d@mned legend.” he paused. “I told General O’Neill he needed to talk to you. Told him you had potential.”*

*“Who the hell are you? Victoria asked. It took her a minute to recognize who it was. “Major Patrick Larkin? My old instructor at the at the Academy?”*

*The same, Patrick replied. “Victoria, you don't have to do this. You were made for greatness.”*

*I'm afraid I do,” Victoria replied. Her grip tightened around her pistol. But her voice trembled.*

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