Faceoff
"It's my job, I can't just drop everything for you." Jonathan scuffed, throwing clothes in his bag. He glanced back at Nat who wore glossy eyes and a frown. It broke his heart seeing her like this. She never cried. "I guess this is goodbye then." His eyes shot up to her. He should've seen this coming. Should've prepared himself for this. But he hadn't and if she left he'd be alone again."Babe." He whispered, reaching out to her. She flinched at his touch, recoiling her arm. "I've got to go." She blinked through blurry vision. He'd lost her. And this time it might have been for good.…