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Title: Broken Hearts
Characters: Casey Connor. Delilah Profit
Prompt: 7 days, 7 stories / any, any, These Truths / heartbreak
Words: 571

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„Delilah, please, don't make a drama.“ Casey felt uncomfortable, but he knew that if he didn't find the courage now to say what was long overdue, he might never find the courage again, and everything would end in a complete mess for Deliah and for him. „We both knew that it would end like this. It never was a true relationship between us.“

She looked at him with a mixture of anger and disappointment. „How can you say this? We are together...“

„No, we are not!“ he interrupted her. „It's just me and you, Del, no media around. So you can stop putting on a show. We never were the dream couple we made people believe. You never meant me when you talked about love! It was all about the fame and the interest I got,“ he paused and shrugged, „and about all the money the media was willing to pay for our story. The hero who stands up against an alien all alone, to save the girl he loves.“ He huffed. „That's stuff cheap movies are made of, not reality. And you are much too smart to say otherwise.“

„You think I am smart?“

„I think you know what you want and how to get it. And I don't complain. First, it felt good. I mean, since I can remember, I was the geek in school, bullied, teased, and ignored. But then Mary Beth came along, and my world was turned upside down. The police investigation, my parents, who looked at me as if I had lost my mind, the media everywhere. I felt confused and afraid, and I didn't know how to deal with it.

It was good that someone else took the reins. I just let it happen and followed your unwritten script. It was easier that way. But it never was real. And I can't move on like this forever.“

She narrowed her eyes. „Great. And what's with me? Have you ever thought about my feelings?“

„Don't act as if we going separate ways is the end of the world. People might have called me a hero for a while, but let's face it. Deep inside, I stayed the geek all the time. I still love photography and chess, and too much attention makes me feel uncomfortable.“ Casey smirked. „I don't think you'll suffer from a broken heart for long. Jeremy Tremblay has an eye on you for a while already; he is a sports ass, he is goodlooking and it seems he's coming from one of the most famous families in Quebec. To cut a long story short, he fits much better in your future plans than I ever did.“

Delilah wanted to protest first, but then she kept quiet. To Casey's surprise, she was even blushing slightly. „You have noticed it,“ she murmured.

„Yes,“ Casey admitted, „and I guess this was the moment I realized that it was time to bring the charade to an end. The media interest is slowly waning anyway, and without that, there isn't much left for us. Let us do the right thing now; let's bring it to an end without any drama.“

Some moments later, a smile turned up on Delilah's face. „Maybe a tiny bit of drama and broken hearts? For the media and all our followers who are still out there?“

Casey laughed. „Agreed! Let's prepare for the last big show.“

Title: When The Rain Brings The Silence
Characters: Mister Smith
Prompt: rainy day / 7 days, 7 stories
Words: 122

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Smith closed his eyes, turning his face towards the rain falling from the sky. No one else was around; everyone seemed to hide inside the Mountain from the stormy weather.

He enjoyed moments like this: the silence, with only some birds chirping in the trees, the wind blowing through the leaves, and raindrops falling in tiny puddles. Alone. Even God's voice in his head kept quiet.

The rain increased even more, and not even his old coat would protect him for long. Soon enough, he would be wet to the bones. He continued to stand motionless. It had been a long time since he had felt so free and peaceful, and he wanted to savor the feeling for as long as possible.

Title: The Endless Cosmic Space
Characters: Jean-Luc Picard
Prompt: Yahtzee / picture of the space
Words: 246

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Being retired was not that bad; he finally found some time for all the things he loved but never had been able to enjoy while still being a member of the Starfleet. But while walking through his vineyard this morning, only accompanied by Number One, his dog, Jean-Luc Picard let his mind wander back.

Sometimes, he missed the old times. The endless cosmic space, the Enterprise, the crew, and, first of all, Data. When he first met his chief operations officer, he had only seen an android, a brilliant one, that could react much smarter and much quicker than any human could.

He had learned soon enough how wrong he was. Data was self-aware, sapient, and sentient, and over the years, he turned out to be not only his second officer and confidant but also his friend. As a captain of a spaceship like the Enterprise, you don't have many friends because you are responsible for the whole team. With Data, it had always been different.

But Data was gone. He sacrificed himself to save the ship, which had been the only home he had ever known, and to save his captain. After his death, life had never been the same again.

Picard suddenly stopped, pulling his coat closer around him. The sun had vanished behind some clouds; it was getting cold. Number one looked at him questioningly and whined. Reassuring, Picard bent down to pet his ears. „It's okay, old boy,“ he said, „let's go home.“