Awhh thanks! I’m just glad you are all enjoying it :D
Go to bed. This thing is now at 8000 words and I still have two and a bit scenes to do. Hopefully there will be a chapter waiting for you when you wake up :)
(And thanks! The meeting at a wedding au was fun to write!)
"Person of Interest" - Rewatch S03E02 “Nothing to Hide”"You can’t expect me to shoot somebody on an empty stomach.""I’d prefer you didn’t shoot anyone at all."
Ahahaha GOOD. Because I think it’s going to get worse.
Yes, just keeping thinking of that word HOPE. You are going to need it :D
Awh, thank you.
Although I am surprised this story hasn’t made everyone curl up into a ball of despair.
I was hoping today, but it’s ending up longer than I thought it would be. But, good news is, it looks like it might end up being the longest chapter yet. These two idiots and their issues and their inability to do feelings properly is taking awhile.
THIS STUPID HIATUS COULD NOT END FAST ENOUGH
It always makes my day when I hear how much someone is enjoying reading it :D
The sweat was pouring from Shaw’s face, and she was pretty sure she must look horrendous, her bangs sticking to her forehead and dirt on her face just like it was under her fingernails. But eventually she was satisfied that she had dug down deep enough and she straightened up, tossing the spade aside and wiping at her forehead, once again cursing Cole under her breath. It wasn’t like she wasn’t capable of disposing of a body by herself, but it was late and she was tired and hungry and this would have gone a lot faster with some help. But, as usual, Cole’s squeamishness had gotten the better of him.
Shaw heard a sound behind her then, like a twig snapping, and she had her gun out immediately, head whipping up as she strained to see through the trees in the dark. Shaw moved further through the woods, towards where she thought the sound had come from, abandoning the dead body at her feet.
Her search found nothing though and eventually she headed back to her makeshift grave. She was not expecting to find anyone else there, let alone someone breathing, dragging their own dead body behind them.
What the hell? Shaw thought, tightening her grip on her gun.