Shh-You-Didn't-See-This Writing (Part 4)

 Note: Another short T.A.K.K.A ficlet set in a alternate universe where Tera can't handle all that's happened and Captain is left to comfort her. Not meant to be romantic or "fluffy", just a drabble really. It's in a series similar to the shipping shorts I've written, but this series mainly focus' on Captain's Thoughts, thus the name. I'd love to post this on the other blog, but again, it's not canon and probably contains many spoilers, even though I've covered most of them! Please comment with thoughts and/or review, if you'd like. 

 "Moribund"

 He'd always believed people ran on batteries. He'd seen people when they were low on charge and people who were practically sizzling with left-over energy, and he knew when a person's battery was going out.

 Two years. Two years he waited to see when her's would drain. Day by day he waited, expecting to see it coming at any minute and by the time it actually arrived that he almost felt surprised. Almost hoped that it would be delayed a little longer.

 It was a Tuesday.

 A Tuesday, when she pulled herself out of bed two hours later then usual.

 It started at a pace so sluggish he almost wondered if it was just a phase and shook it off. Two weeks, and he changed his mind. Two weeks, and he started noticing the torpid look in her eyes. The way she picked at her food while trying to convince him she was eating, and how early she started climbing into bed.

 Two more weeks.

 No words.

 She stopped speaking until the only sounds that surrounded them were the chirps of Crocs. Eventually he had to sit with her periodically to make sure she would eat. She'd refused fish weeks beforehand.

 He took over the scavenging and food collecting after she got to the point where walking to far made her dizzy. She stayed in T.A.K.K.A most of the time, sleeping. That's all she did, sleep. It was the only time when she seemed to be content. He'd let her stay like that for days, only interrupting so she would eat. He'd cut down the scheduled sittings but made sure she ate twice as much. It was the only thing he could do.

 Just another thing to make her more comfortable.

 He'd watched people die before. Hundreds, either in the fire of war or writhing in pain from disease and famine. Friends, family, fiance, all gone. He'd been with them all while moribund, but watching this particular person slip was by far the worse.