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Word count: 73
Disclaimer: The usual disclaimers apply - the characters belong to Henson and I'm just borrowing them, etc., etc...
Alone in his head at last!
It had been a hard battle, hard fought, but he had finally won. It had to be done. Not only was the other an ever-present threat, but his very existence in their shared brain was corrupting. Yet he still felt compassion and - and *regret* for his fallen enemy.
Harvey sighed. Clearly more of John Crichton had rubbed off than he had suspected.
... A single tear fell.
