Dated September 1, 2011:
She tugs at her bracelets and tries to think like Will. It's not working so well for her, because how the fuck is she supposed to know if this is some kind of weird projection from an Abnormal, or she hit her head, or it's a dream, or the Praxians are involved... or even when it started? Off the top of her head, she can think of two dozen redlist Abnormals that could trigger something like this and then there's the good old, American as apple pie psychotic fucking break.
"Am I dying? Because if you're supposed to be some kind of spirit guide, you seriously suck at it."
Spoilers for Sanctuary S3
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HERE | Completed | PG]
Dated September 1, 2011:
Helen had been afraid of that, had been afraid this Kate had come from the world where she'd taken the elixir and unleashed a plague on all life. She touched Kate's wrist lightly, unsure of how to tactfully bring up the idea of Kate and Will in a relationship and deciding to just rip off the bandage.
"Kate? There's no delicate way to approach this but...the world, where you're from? Is there a plague there that turns men into living corpses? Were you with Will, did you have a son? I dreamed of a place like that, once."
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HERE | Completed | PG]
Dated September 2, 2011:
"Please tell me at least you haven't drank the Kool-Aid," Kate says, almost conversationally, as she slips onto the unoccupied seat next to one of her least favorite people in the world, which doesn't stop him from potentially being her favorite person in this Cuckoo's Nest. She smirks sharply. "And that you're buying."
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HERE | Ongoing | Eventually NSFW]