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    “Sammy,” says Dean again, urgency cracking his voice. “We gotta — we really gotta go. I need you to — just — remember Poughkeepsie? Drop everything, no questions asked, and run? This is a — a Poughkeepsie situation. Please, man, I need you.”

    Sam remembers Poughkeepsie.

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    The thing about best friends in a small town is that you don’t get to choose. Instead, you get exactly the person you need. It goes that way with Arthur and Eames. Maybe it’s because both of them aren’t made for small town life, not at all, and so instead of growing to fit the town, they grow to fit together.

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    Eames tackles him from behind, brings him down onto his belly on the carpet, and plants a knee in his back. “What,” he pants, “the hell.”

     

    Arthur gets into trouble, and can't remember how he got there. Eames lends a hand.

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    He doesn’t get nightmares. He doesn’t dream about the mask, the cries of the villagers, waking up in the desert with a blinding headache and his mouth filled with blood and the man who’d saved him gone, most likely dead.

    Instead, he just can’t sleep.

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    19 Oct 2025

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    “That’s me,” he repeats out loud, his voice breathless. He forces his eyes away from the picture to stare incredulously at the real Poe, the Poe who can’t even stand to look him straight on, who always has to be looking away from him just like he’s doing right now. “That’s me,” Finn repeats with more conviction.

    Poe swallows, a shaky hand coming up to push his hair back. He’s still sitting up in bed, the sheets pooling around his waist while Finn stands right there, right within reach. “Yeah,” he finally admits quietly. “That’s you.”

    “How.”

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    Finn escapes the First Order a second time, though his memories have been taken away from him. He finds himself amidst the Resistance once more, but there's something no one's telling him, and it has to do with Commander Poe Dameron.

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