Tracey wiped her eyes. Her voice, when she eventually spoke, was calm, but firm and implacable.
"Then I'm not fucking going anywhere."
Images of new lives cascaded through their minds. New excitements, new loves, new places, new emotions, new-
"Stop it." Tracey ordered. "I'm not leaving Timmy. Or Rick. I don't want to leave them. I won't leave them. I would rather die." And in order to ensure the alien fully understood her: "I would honestly rather cease to exist if I can't exist without Timmy and Rick."
Tears filled Rick's eyes.
"I love you, you fool," he said.