Chapter 2
Cable expected 2093 to be bad, he knew it would be. Humanity had killed themselves off decades before that.
He spawned into what he assumed was going to be a post-apocalyptic mess. And he was….Wrong?
He landed in a lush, green forest. From what he could see of the sky, it was a light blue color with streaks of orange sunshine trying to get through the thick clouds. It was no wasteland. Maybe the end of humanity was just what Mother Earth needed. He was sure to keep his respirator mask on, just incase.
He used the device to lock on to the frequency admitted by the distress signal. Her own temporal dial was probably busted to hell after desperate attempts to get back home. Only able to emit a weak signal.
Finally, Cable was feeling some hope.
(I'll just stare at the way
The orange touches all things around)
The signal led him out of the woods to a clearing where a small house sat upon the hill. If you could call it that, It was more of a shack.
His heart began to beat out of his chest. what would he even say to her?
He started towards the house when suddenly an eerie feeling came over him. Like he was being watched.
Then, rustling came from the forest behind him.
He turned around only to be face to face with the barrel of a gun. A big one.
He focused his sights on the woman behind the gun.
Cable almost didn’t recognize her.
She was so thin, her eyes were sunken in, her hair grimy. She was clothed in scraps sewn together.
Almost was the key word here; he’d know her in any timeline, any era, any lifetime.
Nathan slowly removed his respirator mask, revealing his face to her.
She stood there eerily still, wide eyes staring back at him.
“Nathan?”
There it was, the whisper of his name in her sweet voice. It nearly brought him to tears.
Cable only nodded, unable to speak; his emotions rupturing the dam he’d built to keep them at bay.
She dropped her weapon and ran to him, Nathan gladly held his arms open for the sweetest embrace.
When Nathan finally held his love in his arms after all these years, a weight the size of an elephant lifted off his chest.
(But when you place your head between my collar and jaw
I don't know much but there's no weight at all)
Cable wasn’t one to cry, but the pair let their tears fall. The exchanging of sweet nothings and I’m sorrys and all the words they thought they’d never get to say to each other could wait.
Cable wanted to get her out as quickly as possible.
(Y/n) clung ever to tightly onto him and he would have preferred that she never let go.
As Nathan set his temporal dial to the correct year, he paused, fear flooding his chest. He couldn’t bear for the same mistake to happen twice.
“It’ll be okay.” She assured him.
She held on tightly to Nathan as he pressed the dial, sending them back in time.
The pair spawned in their living room, the familiar surroundings comforted (y/n) immensely.
“Just how I remember it.” She stated, looking around. Her gaze landed back on Nathan. She smiled, a sight Cable wasn’t sure if he’d see again.
He grinned back at her, she loved that crooked smile.
Cable’s happiness didn’t last long as he watched (y/n) collapse to the floor, unconscious.