Impossible Miracles

Chapter 14
The End

A miracle. That was what it was. Unscientific, against everything he ever believed, but possibly the only explanation.

Tears, and even though it was him who had installed tear ducts (there was no reason to change what biology has determined worked), he only tightened his grip around her.

He was surprised at her choice in name. But then, perhaps it was expected. It was the only name she had an attachment to.

Or perhaps it was fate.

Or perhaps it simply didn't matter.

"Thank you," he whispered again.

He felt the responding nod.

And then the days passed quickly, quicker than ever before.

And one day he was standing, the next on the floor, and finally, in the bed.

He looked up, and saw the doctor and Rin.

He turned to the man. "You'll take care of her? She's my sister."

A slight show of surprise, but perhaps he was in such bad condition that he immediately hid it. A nod. "I will."

He turned to her. "I'm lucky to have known two of you."

Her eyes were moist again. The sight made him smile. "Live however you want. It's OK. There's a Rin where I'm going too. You don't have to force yourself for me anymore."

She shook her head furiously, but by then he had already closed his eyes.

A good life, that was what he had. He did not regret how he lived his life. Regret would mean denying this new Rin hers, and she … she was his creation. Someone he brought in to the world with his own hands.

Pride. Yes, he could feel it more, now that he wasn't blinded by his ties to the past.

Regret would mean erasing all that had happened after, all the time they spent together.

Love too, perhaps, of many different sorts.

Regret would mean not being able to see her feel, not being able to witness this miracle.

Joy, for he felt complete. All wishes complete. Reached.

He needed, wanted nothing more.