It's a Love Story

"I love you, too," she whimpered, clinging to his hand.

"Everything's going to be okay." he told her.


Roman could move but had nowhere to go. She wasn't crushed as far as she knew and she had air comming in. She could see stars. She was just bruised and cut from the event.

Pavo watched in disparity as his brother began to grow short on oxygen. "Do not give up, my brother," he told him as Dante laid down and tried to relax as his supply became increasingly limited. Dante looked to the sound of his voice, his eyes wide. "Pavo...?"

"Do not worry, brother," Pavo told him gently. "I will get help. Stay calm," he said and disappeared. He appeared close to Roman. "Belezza, please... Dante is suffocating. He needs help," he begged her.

"I can't get out of here though... This is all to heavy." she said. She couldn't stand, only roll over in the small spot she had. And there was something sharp really close to her that she had already cut herself on.

Pavo somehow moved the heaviest stuff off of her. "Try to move now, bellezza," he told her. He didn't know how his spirit-self could move physical things, but he wasn't complaining.

She nodded, cutting herself on the sharp thing. "Where is Dante?"

"He is trapped in the basement, near the cellar door. He is running out of air, bellezza, please hurry."

She nodded, doing her best and going to Dante by following Pavo. She thought she was dead which was why she wasn't questioning anything.

Pavo told her to wait and he'd find the easiest spot to get Dante air. He found a spot with only a few inches of things to move, but they were heavy. "I will help you, bellezza, but we must hurry," he urged her.

She nodded and grabbed the beam that was in the way. She pulled with all she could, hoping to save Dante even if she thought she was dead.

Pavo helped her as best he could, still somehow able to move the physical things that he shouldn't have been able to move.

Roman moved what she could. "Dante. Can you hear me?" she asked.

Dante was panting, breathing shallow as he was laid down across the flattest surface he could find. "Roman," he whispered hoarsely, the loudest he was able to mutter.

"We are almost to him, bellezza, just a little more," Pavo urged, able to move the bigger things.

With his help, they were able to get air to Dante.

Within a few seconds, Dante coughed with the fresh air source, his body still weak from the recent lag of oxygen.

Once she knew he got air, she sat down. "Okay... I can die now." she mumbled.

Pavo frowned down at her. "Do not die, bellezza," he begged of her. "You are all Dante has now," he told her gently, sadly. "Ma-Ma is waiting for me in heaven."

Roman looked at him, shocked. "no..." She mumbled, shaking her head.

"I will not leave until you are ready to let me go," he promised her.

Roman looked at him, wanting to badly to reach out to him, to be held by him one more time. "Are my brother and sister okay?" She asked instead.

"Jon was able to free himself and reach Ren, she's stuck under the kitchen table and a rafter. Rose hid under the bathroom sink and is trapped there, she was unharmed and only has a few scratches and bruises, she's just terrified. Aiden is stuck in the bedroom, something heavy is pinning his leg to the ground, but they are all alive.

She nodded. "And I'm alive... right?"

"You are alive," Pavo nodded. "Dante is alive. Your brother and sister and their loves are alive. Only Ma-ma was unable to survive the earthquake."

She frowned, shaking her head. "I'm sorry this happened to your home."

"Why? I don't need a physical place to live," Pavo chuckled, teasing her gently. "A home is wherever your loved ones are, it is not a physical place."