"You came...." Lexie said, clutching your arm as hard as she could with her weak hand, on her hospital bed.

You came as fast as you could as soon as you heard that Lexie's plane crashed. You already had a bad feeling about it days ago, before her departure, without knowing why.

You tried in vain to make her stay, but Lexie being Lexie, it was in vain. So you slipped a wearable airbag vest in her suitcase , making it pass for a jacket.

And you did very well.

Because, in the call you got before coming here, the first you were told was that the vest saved her and without it, she would have died.

"Okay... Maybe you were right..." She said with her usual smile, slightly paler.

And you smiled.

You always were right.