Alright, another short one. Just something that came into my mind while I was writing a song (yes, I'm writing a song but it's too dark to share-). 

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"WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED?! SKYE'S DEAD, MARSHALL! DO YOU NOT CARE FOR HER?!"

"OF COURSE I CARE ABOUT HER!" Marshall screamed back, his composure gone with that simple question. "SHE'S LIKE THE SISTER I NEVER HAD!"

"Then why are you acting like you don't care?!" Chase knew he was being harsh, but he just couldn't stand the fact that Marshall was acting like he's unaffected by everything.

"Because you guys need me," the dalmatian said, tears springing in his eyes but he refused to let them fall. "I'm setting myself aside because someone's gotta pick up the pieces. I want to make you feel better. I want to make you all feel better."

"...you can't," Chase croaked out as he tried to keep himself from breaking down in tears once more. "You can't make me feel better. Skye's dead. My love is dead. You don't know how I feel."

"I do, or have you forgotten about Everest?"

Marshall smiled ruefully as he turned to walk away. But before he did, he said one last statement.

"You were there for me when I was absolutely broken about her, Chase. Now I'm going to return the favor."