her biggest fear

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The cabin is entirely silent, the heavy breathing of the sleeping Yellowjackets the only sound mimicking safety inside the wood walls. Outside, the wilderness stretches out in a pitch-black, freezing void. You and Natalie are stuck on the late-night watch shift, sitting by the dying embers of the hearth with a single blanket stretched over both of your laps.

Away from the prying eyes of the team and the frantic adrenaline of daytime survival, the heavy silence allows Nat’s tight defensive guard to completely drop. In a rare, quiet moment of absolute vulnerability, the tough-girl exterior melts away entirely, leading her to whisper her deepest, most terrifying fear—not the hunger, not the dark, but the unbearable thought of losing you out here.