Summary
"Just put your hand on the glass...I'll be tryin' to pull you through...You just gotta be strong...'Cause I don't wanna lose you now...I'm lookin' right at the other half of me" The mirror separated them. Skye could see him watching her and hear his voice echoing around her, but all he saw was the still form of his hacktivist, willing her to come back to them, to him. Coulsye.