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A muscle spasm. That's all. A muscle spasm. A sharp pain flares in Kingston Brown's chest without warning. Right over his heart.
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A look into Kingston Brown during the run up to the runaway train fight
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"Well he's alive, he'll live. Aunt Hilda made sure of that. But she couldn't heal most of his injuries, and his... general state. It's all uncharted territory, Hell in general, and being inhabited by the Dark Lord. But given time, he should recover. But, it will be long and painfull process. I'm sorry Sabrina."
Sabrina nodded, "I... don't know what I was expecting."
Various emotions warred within Sabrina. Relief that her boyfriend was alive, grief at his current state, anger that he was like this because of her, anger that he trapped Satan inside of himself, love (of that she was certain, three months of planning had given her time to think) for the young warlock.
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Nicolò looks sheepish. "I killed you yesterday, and you awoke at the same time, the same place. But when I die, I wake at different times, different places. This bolt," he tosses it to Yusuf and it lands in the dirt by his knee, "it killed me yesterday, but I woke up many years from now. I lived several lifetimes in those places before returning here and pulling it from my neck."
Nicky's lives and deaths are different. He is unstuck from time - at every death he revives into a different point in his life. Each time he is struck down he wonders, will he awaken to deserts and swords? Will it be gunshots in cities? Joe and Nicky build a fractured life together, falling in love across two different sets of centuries, then patiently waiting for the other to fall in love too. He meets the rest of their little family out of order, but they still build a family around Nicky's involuntary time-traveling.
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Samira exhales through her nose. It might have been a laugh, but he doesn’t allow himself to hope. “Missed me that bad?”
Despite himself, he laughs. It breaks through the lump in his throat, coming out gruff and shaking. “That bad,” he confirms, without a hint of embarrassment.
God, he’s going to fall off this roof. And it wouldn’t even be on purpose.
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Samira Mohan sells her soul to the army for medical school. Nobody understands that so intimately as Jack Abbot. Out in no man’s land, they manage to form something that neither can really understand.After three years, it only takes one mass casualty incident to pull them back together.
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There was a learning curve to living with Michael Robinavitch.
AKA: still recovering from his trauma at the hands of one of Robby's oldest friends, Langdon pushes himself too hard. His friends notice and try and help, but will he let them?
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“But- it is a big deal, that was-”
“It’s fine, really.” Langdon held his arms tighter, knuckled white where he gripped his sleeves.
Javadi frowned, “Are you sure?”
“I am.” Langdon looked around again, sighing and rubbing his brow, “Look, I appreciate the concern, but I really- I can’t risk causing anymore problems right now.”(PLEASE carefully read tags!!!)
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