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Who: Severus Snape [Beta], possibly Martha Jones. One-shot otherwise.
What: Decisions to be made. Lily drama. What else would it be?
Where: Snape-Jones Cottage in Sobek Croix
When: Immediately after Lily's first communication goes up.
Warnings: None as yet.

Severus stares at the CiD long enough for this to finally sink in. It takes a good five minutes. His mouth is too dry, heart pounding: this isn't fingerprints in dust or a letter left on his desk. This isn't the memory of her taking his place on the Barge. What he's seeing on the screen is Lily in real time, Lily alive, Lily here and within his grasp.

He doesn't know what he feels. Nervous, perhaps. Anxious. Agitated. Pressed to make a decision, though he can't, for the life of him, recall just what the other options are. So when he finally moves, it's a knee-jerk reaction because he can't think of any other way to face this. He goes in search of his coat, finds it hanging right where it's supposed to be (Because everything has its place in this household, doesn't it? And why is that? He brushes off the question like an errant fly.)

If he hadn't reached with his left hand, he would have Apparated to the Inn without a second thought. It was just by chance that he did, and similarly by chance that he saw that flash of red iron.

Oh.

Right.

His hand hovers over the coat for a moment, his attention captured by the ring, an accusation of a decision was been made for him (by him) years ago, before he ever married Martha. (I want this life.) That's quite a decision to stand by, he thinks, now that Lily is here.

Well, what's the alternative? Seeking divorce so he can - what? Pursue a married woman almost two decades his junior? One who has already rejected him twice? And what will that do to Martha? The question takes him by surprise, not because he doesn't think Martha's feelings ought to be a factor, but because he thought about them at all. He starts to explore the rabbit hole, considering just how this could affect her.

She'll be jealous; that much is obvious. She was jealous before. No matter what he decides, she'll be jealous and he will have to face that. Deal with it. Assuage her fears. But if he leaves - she'll be heartbroken. It isn't vanity which causes him to think that; he remembers the look on her face when he threw her out of their shared cabin on the Barge. After so much time spent reassuring her that he won't abandon her, this will devastate her.

Lily will be fine, he decides. Lily is no longer his responsibility; he 'finished', as the other Severus put it. Lily doesn't need him, and it's not his place to offer. Lily has a son here. She has Snape's younger counterpart. She has Charity Burbage and Hermione Granger and Nymphadora Tonks.

Martha has him. Just him. And more importantly, she wants him. That isn't something Lily can offer.

No, he'll leave that coat right where it is, sit himself down on the sofa with a glass of something noxious and strong, and not do a blasted thing about Lily Potter. For once, perhaps he'll even be happy about the choice he's making.

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She didn't break the silence between them; there didn't seem to be any reason for that, and Martha didn't want to say anything that would undo what she'd already offered. She didn't know what she would have said if he'd called her a fool; but it likely wouldn't have inspired anything but a smile coupled with her normal response about being his fool.

Of course then it would be that there would be the little sadness on his face, and she didn't want to revisit that, especially now that this was going on. No borrowing trouble not when they had enough on their plate for twenty marriages.

But she smiled when he touched the odd mental ring that had once been a fire engine. The red metal wasn't something she'd trade for any precious metal in the world; it was still the most fantastic thing she'd heard of it.

The smile only increased when he mentioned the hour a day; yes, that seemed like something that she would do in order to make him happy; small victories and spending as much time as she could with him. Perhaps eventually Martha may find that problematic, but for now it was worth it.

The mention of the year made her frown, because she wanted that year; she wanted their wedding and she wanted the fights and she wanted the memories of them together on the beach. Not having them was something that bothered her to an absurd amount and a part of her just wanted to go to temples and beg that she be allowed to go back and have the year just so the two of them matched. Of course if it didn't work for the Malfoys (if they'd tried it; for some reason Martha wanted to believe that Lucius had), then it probably wasn't going to work for her.

If she'd not had the conversation with Sebastian about the Barge and purgatory then perhaps she might not have agreed with Severus, but in the end she decided on something simple: "It's all worth it you know. For me I mean. I wouldn't change any of it because of where it lead." To them, she meant.

He inclined his head slightly in a gesture that might have been agreement - or may simply have been acknowledgement. There were things he would change, but they weren't things from her past. Squabbles. The Mirrorverse. One very painful week not so long ago.

"The point is," he responded quietly, "I love you as well. The point is also that you are my wife, and I have paid a high price to be with you. What's more, you've had your own price to pay for me. I'm not stupid enough to dash out the door for a memory when each of us is clearly what the other wants."

He paused, then decided it was high time to address the elephant in the room and added evenly, "Now, if it's all the same: off the subject or off my lap. You can't possibly imagine how awkward I find this."

Martha just smiled when he said that he loved her as well. That was the point of it all, really. That was why this was worth it, and the truth was that the high price (and it was high, Martha would cede that) was something that she would bear over and over for this, and for them.

But the smile shifted to laughter when he mentioned they should be off the subject or off his lap. "Change of subject then, because I'm comfortable and I am definitely enjoying this wifely privilege."

Martha didn't want to talk about it anymore; she didn't want to think about it or worry about Lily any longer. There were other people who could worry about Lily: Sebastian, Hermione, Tonks... the other Severus didn't even enter into her head; she hoped he'd know better.