It’d been only a week since Lara had come back from her last expedition, covered in bruises and permanent scars joining the others she’d acquired over the last few years.

You both lay in bed together, her arms wrapped around you as you slept peacefully next to her. But she hadn’t slept in days.

She’d promised you this was the last one for a while. She promised that when she came back, she’d not leave you again for at least another year. But she knew that wasn’t a promise she could keep.

She pressed a few gentle kisses to your exposed shoulder, muttering a quiet “I’m sorry,” before slowly moving to get up and leaving you alone in the room, thinking she hadn’t disturbed you. But you were a light sleeper.

As you got up a few minutes later and found yourself alone, you knew exactly where she’d be. You made your way to her dad’s old office and found her on the floor with her computer and various artifacts and books splayed out in front of her. What your eyes were immediately drawn to was that she was fully clothed with a packed bag sitting at her side.

Her eyes darted up to meet yours, looking guilty but not enough to make her stop.

“This is the last time…I promise.”