Fic: Grasp

[textfiend]

Title: Grasp
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I don't own Ash or Scribbs, I'm not making a profit off them, I'm not British, and I haven't had this beta-read.
Notes: This is a prequel to my story Shift and takes place during "Golden Oldies." Actually, I envision both stories as part of a very long series (so if something doesn't make sense, that's probably

Comments

[the_girl_20]

Actually, I envision both stories as part of a very long series

Words that please me greatly :)

I am continuing to enjoy your re-imagining of the last episode. And you really seem to climb inside Ash's head every time you write her.

No, of course not, was what she thought, but she didn't say it. She was too busy wondering what Scribbs had pictured, while simultaneously dealing the sound of a hundred and one alarm bells going off in her head. - Perfect image.

My favourite parts are all to do with Ash's repressed nature:

The self-deprecating words made Ash's throat tighten. "Scribbs... You haven't. You haven't messed anything up."

"You haven't," she said again. "Please don't apologize for..." Loving me. Wanting me. The words refused to pass her lips. It's me who should apologize. Me who's failed you. I'd explain it if I could -- if I understood myself why I can't just let it happen.

Don't let go, she wanted to say, but she couldn't.

And Scribbs' realisation about Ash's reaction is lovely. I really hope we get to see this 'very long series' you mentioned.

[textfiend]

With any luck I can make my fiacthon story part of the series. That way there's guaranteed to be a least one more installment.

Thanks for the feedback. I'm something of an Ash myself, so I find her easy to write.

[the_girl_20]

I'm something of an Ash myself, so I find her easy to write.

I like to kid myself that I'm a Scribbs, but I'm totally an Ash. Right down to the earplugs.