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“Now, son,” the doctor had spoken lightly as if the gentleness in his eyes wasn’t bad enough, “nobody has any say in the person whose name appears, and it’s not your fault, it—”
“Whose fucking name?” Eddie was already burning alive from the inside out. Tactful softening of the blow was an imposition he didn’t have time for.
Eddie still remembers how the doctor had sighed before he answered.
He also still remembers how hearing the sound of the name had meant that the fire scorching his body was suddenly borne of anger instead of illness—and fury? Well. Fury was something Eddie could swallow, could choke down like bile, could will away.
He’d steadied himself as much as possible, bracketing on an expressionless mask that he’d mentally resigned himself to wear for the rest of his life.
“Do you know him?” Dr. Pierce had asked, voice hardly breaking on the unfortunately humiliating pronoun.
“No."
OR: post-season 4; Eddie has a soulmate mark and a lot of healing to do