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Stronger than death itself 5b/?

[(Anonymous)]

This time, Harkness laughed, but it was a soft laugh, and still had a sad ring to it. “They lived together here in Rivet City. These men...” He sighed again. “These men were the best of friends I have ever seen. They were a good bit older than her, fifteen years at least, I guess, and both had... a colourful past. They had put that behind them, however, and had settled down in Rivet City, several years before she set foot in here the first time. They ran the weapons stall together.”

A tiny yet ice-cold shiver crept down Amanda’s spine without her being able to identify why.

“They were friends at first, the three. But after the two men had helped her take out a large and organized band of mercenaries someone had contracted for her head, something happened. I guess they discovered there was more.”
“But how...” Amanda stared at the cairn again and the tiny little plant struggling for a foothold in the dry and lifeless cracks of stone. “How could they... I mean...”
“I don’t know. She loved both of them with a passion that was so typical for her, and they... they loved her too. And each other enough to be able to share a woman. I never enquired about any particulars.”
Amanda felt a blush creep onto her cheeks. “That’s not exactly what I meant...”
Harkness chuckled again. “How they did it had never been clear to anyone watching them, but they did. Suffice it to say that they had been very happy for sixteen years.”
“And then?”

Harkness stared at the cairn too and crossed his arms. Deep lines appeared around his eyes. “One of them died. His heart failed him. Not half a year later, we had to bury his friend, too. He had had a stroke and was dead on the spot.”
Again Amanda felt the shiver creep down her spine. “And... she?”
Harkness’ voice was low. “We found her a few days later lying here, between their graves.”
Amanda swallowed. “Did she kill herself?”
“I couldn’t say.” Harkness took a deep breath. “There was no wound, no trace of violence, no trace of poison.”
With her eyes burning in sudden compassion, Amanda swallowed a lump in her throat. “So it is possible to die of a broken heart.”
“So it would seem.”

“What a sad ending for the legend of her lifetime”, Amanda said after a long, thoughtful silence.
“Indeed.”
“And... if she is buried here, where are her men?”
“They lie here, too. One man on either side of her, like they had so often been seen while still alive.”

With her eyes burning and her vision a little blurry Amanda stared at the low mound of stones that held the mortal remains of three people who had, according to Harkness, shared a love as strong as it had been unconventional. And all of a sudden, she felt the urge to be like her; a woman who had been strong enough to go her own way no matter what the world thought about it. She said as much to Harkness who, again chuckled sadly.
“My dear Amanda... when she came here to Rivet City the first time she was hardly more than a frightened child looking for her father. He had left her in the Vault, wishing for her to be safe, but his escape had caused such an uproar in said Vault that she was forced to flee as well, lest she be killed by the Overseer. She had a long, hard way to go before she became the legend she is today.”
“Maybe we have more in common than I initially thought...”, Amanda said thoughtfully.
Harkness didn’t reply, but his facial expression was a strange composition of sadness and melancholy humour.