Fic title: "With the satellites failing prepare for ascension"
Author:
the_milky_way
Genre: Dark Angel/RPS
Pairing: Alec/Jared
Rating: PG
Warnings: maybe for underage (Jared is 17), other than that..
Word Count: 2052
Beta: Thank so much for your help, A
Disclaimer: This story is fictional (not real, didn't happen). Not true in any way. I don't own anything. Dark Angel belongs to Fox and no money is being made out of this.
Summary: Snow is glistening on the windowsill, white and blue in the moonlight. The night is cold and not really inviting to be outside. But he had to get away, had to find a place where he could be alone and not crushed under all the emotions running wild in Terminal City, or really most of Seattle, right now.
Notes: This was written for
whitereflection who prompted me with "....considering how often I reread the Long Way Home 'verse, maybe a timestamp drabble for Alec/x5!Jared? :D Not sure if you'd feel like something holiday-related with them, or something h/c-ish, or whatever. I just seriously adore the two of them and that verse. ?"
This is a timestamp and part of the "Long Way Home" verse. It can be read a s a standalone but there are some references to elements of the verse. This is set between the last part of "The Long Way Home" and the Epilogue.
Titel graciously taken from Take That's "SOS"
"With the satellites failing prepare for ascension"
Author:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Genre: Dark Angel/RPS
Pairing: Alec/Jared
Rating: PG
Warnings: maybe for underage (Jared is 17), other than that..
Word Count: 2052
Beta: Thank so much for your help, A
Disclaimer: This story is fictional (not real, didn't happen). Not true in any way. I don't own anything. Dark Angel belongs to Fox and no money is being made out of this.
Summary: Snow is glistening on the windowsill, white and blue in the moonlight. The night is cold and not really inviting to be outside. But he had to get away, had to find a place where he could be alone and not crushed under all the emotions running wild in Terminal City, or really most of Seattle, right now.
Notes: This was written for
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
This is a timestamp and part of the "Long Way Home" verse. It can be read a s a standalone but there are some references to elements of the verse. This is set between the last part of "The Long Way Home" and the Epilogue.
Titel graciously taken from Take That's "SOS"
"With the satellites failing prepare for ascension"