Promises by Luvscharlie

"Promise me you'll be careful tomorrow."

"You are scared. You do not talk of tasks vith me." His brow furrowed with concern.

"I'm terrified, Viktor."

Viktor's look was blank. She wasn't sure how to explain women's intuition in words he would understand.

"You have bad feeling about task?"

She said a silent thank you for body language, universal that it was. He leaned in and kissed her gently, his lips parting over hers.

"I promise I vill live to do that another day."

She was speechless as she watched his retreating back. She certainly hoped he would keep that promise.

Fin.

A/N: Originally written for peskywhistpaw's prompt of "before the end" for the Live Journal community Hp_wishes where there was a requirement that it be exactly 100 words.