Some part of her, despite the lousy previous attempts, is actually hopeful for this one to work. No one had dropped to the ground, no one was yelling, no one--
She turns to Klaus almost at the same moment that he speaks, and whatever cautious relief could have been on her face drains at once.
'NO,' her mind screams, or she does, she can't tell anymore as she rushes over to him. No, no, this can't happen again. He can't die. She can't lose him. NO.
As she kneels next to him, using her hands to put pressure against the wound, she tries to look reassuring as she turns to him even if it feels damn near impossible. "It's okay. It's okay, we'll fix it. You'll be okay."
She turns to Five, almost as if to tell him that she's ready, that they can go back. They can try again, she's ready, but he doesn't have to say anything in order for her to know there's no other time. The look on his face as they look at each other says everything, and she feels her heart break for what feels like the millionth time today.
He's going to die, she thinks as she looks down at he wound on his chest. They're going to lose him. They can't fix this anymore.
"Stop bleeding," she mutters as she looks at the way that his blood keeps seeping through her fingers. Her voice shakes as she does so, but the command is said almost in a blend of firmness and desperation all rolled into one. Even without saying I heard a rumor, the surge of power within her swells to the brim as she tries to alter reality, but like with Ben and Vanya, it doesn't work. He's still bleeding. She can change a lot of things, apparently, but death? Death is one she can't quite cheat with parlor tricks.
"I'm sorry," Allison finally says as she turns to him, unable to hold back the sob that escapes. She knows what's coming, after all. She has lived it with Vanya, with Luther, and now Klaus is next. "I'm so sorry."
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She turns to Klaus almost at the same moment that he speaks, and whatever cautious relief could have been on her face drains at once.
'NO,' her mind screams, or she does, she can't tell anymore as she rushes over to him. No, no, this can't happen again. He can't die. She can't lose him. NO.
As she kneels next to him, using her hands to put pressure against the wound, she tries to look reassuring as she turns to him even if it feels damn near impossible. "It's okay. It's okay, we'll fix it. You'll be okay."
She turns to Five, almost as if to tell him that she's ready, that they can go back. They can try again, she's ready, but he doesn't have to say anything in order for her to know there's no other time. The look on his face as they look at each other says everything, and she feels her heart break for what feels like the millionth time today.
He's going to die, she thinks as she looks down at he wound on his chest. They're going to lose him. They can't fix this anymore.
"Stop bleeding," she mutters as she looks at the way that his blood keeps seeping through her fingers. Her voice shakes as she does so, but the command is said almost in a blend of firmness and desperation all rolled into one. Even without saying I heard a rumor, the surge of power within her swells to the brim as she tries to alter reality, but like with Ben and Vanya, it doesn't work. He's still bleeding. She can change a lot of things, apparently, but death? Death is one she can't quite cheat with parlor tricks.
"I'm sorry," Allison finally says as she turns to him, unable to hold back the sob that escapes. She knows what's coming, after all. She has lived it with Vanya, with Luther, and now Klaus is next. "I'm so sorry."