Chapter 22
The sat in silence for what seemed like an eternity before Jason's eyes slowly opened.
Stella gasped when he opened his eyes. "J-Jason?" She asked, forgetting to call him Captain instead.
"Mmm?" Jason rubbed his eyes.
She gave a sigh of relief. "How are you feeling?" She asked softly.
Stampy looked over, nudging Quentin who fell asleep.
Quentin bolted awake, his eyes immediately falling onto Jason.
Jason only remained silent and nudged closer into the suit.
Stella detected his emotional state and carefully repositioned him where he was lying against her shoulder and she just held him close.
This feeling in her core was so strange. Warm and overwhelming but not unpleasantly so. She decided she liked it.
She hesitated before running her hand through his hair again, having moved his hat to the side earlier.
Jason wrapped an arm around the suit. It was a little odd that he was hugging his own spacesuit, but with the state he was in any kind of comfort was appreciated.
Stella felt the warmth flux inside her and she carefully hugged him back. She was too scared to say anything for the time being, not knowing how awake Jason truly was.
Everything hurt, inside and out. His head spun, his body shook, and he couldn't feel the part of his body where his arm has ripped off.
Stella noticed he was starting to shake. "Hey, it's okay. Take deep breaths... In... and out..." She tried to help calm him down.
Jason tried to take deep breaths, the shaking began to lessen but didn't stop.
Quentin looked at Stampy with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Stampy exchanged a similar looked with him.
Stella continued to couch him and just keep him grounded until getting an alert that that suit was almost out of energy. She felt a pang of sadness that she had to go back to being a disembodied voice. "Jason, I need to turn the suit off. I'll keep talking to you through your choker, okay?" She told him.
Jason slowly nodded, pain building up in his chest. He didn't want her to leave now, not when he needed her the most. His grip on the suit tightened and tears formed in his eyes.
"Hey, I'll be even closer to you in the choker. I promise. I'm not going anywhere." She reassured him, giving him one last hug before carefully shutting off the suit so Jason could lay it down or stow it away.
The suit went numb but Jason stayed where he was. Quentin sighed and looked back to Stampy. "You want me to get him?" He whispered.
Stampy nodded. "Y-Yeah."
Quentin used the stick to stand up and go over to Jason. He gently removed Jason's grip off the suit and picked him up. Jason nuzzled into his shoulder before Quentin went back over to Stampy to sit down.
Stampy watched and gave Jason a small smile.
Stella noticed this and spoke up. "Thank you, Quentin..."
Quentin's paused, "You're welcome..." a small smile appeared on his face.
When Quentin sat down Jason moved back to the same way that he way sitting with Stella. Quentin rubbed Jason's back and gesture to Stampy to come sit by him.
Stampy came over and curled up next to them, watching Jason.
Stella would have smiled if she could at them all.
Quentin placed and arm around Stampy and brought him in closer. Jason still hung onto Quentin's jacket like a child would hold onto their mother, still staring off into space. Quentin reaches a webbed hand up and pat him on the head.
There was a serene silence until soft music came from Jason's choker and Stella's voice.
"Lavender's blue, dilly, dilly
lavender's green
When I am king, dilly, dilly
you shall be queen:
Who told you so, dilly, dilly
who told you so?
'Twas my own heart, dilly, dilly
that told me so.
Call up your men, dilly, dilly
set them to work
Some to the plough, dilly, dilly
some to the fork
Some to make hay, dilly, dilly
some to cut corn
While you and I, dilly, dilly
keep ourselves warm.
Lavender's green, dilly, dilly
Lavender's blue
If you love me, dilly, dilly
I will love you
Let the birds sing, dilly, dilly
And the lambs play
We shall be safe, dilly, dilly
out of harm's way
I love to dance, dilly, dilly
I love to sing
When I am queen, dilly, dilly
You'll be my king:
Who told me so, dilly, dilly
Who told me so?
I told myself, dilly, dilly
I told me so..."
By the time she finished, all three of them were fast asleep.
"Goodnight, boys." She whispered softly before going into sleep mode herself.
For the first time since he woke up in this world Jason was smiling as he drifted off to sleep.
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