i'm not sure what to tag jake

okay

i’ve been formulating this……..concept

that may or may not get written

it doesn’t matter, what DOES matter is this minor concept that has become a spin-off of the main one and i HAVE to share:

in this au, soulmates can feel each other’s emotions constantly - it’s like an automatic connection, one that’s on all the time, no matter how far away you are from your soulmate

so jake and amy are soulmates (obviously) and have found each other (obviously) and it’s all peachy

and then he gets sent to florida

(they’re not married - she’s not allowed to go, for all WITSEC knows they’re lying about being soulmates and the risk is too great)

so for six months, amy can feel the full depth of jake’s depression

and for six months, jake can feel every ounce of amy’s heartache

and when the moment comes that they’re reunited, the awkwardness stems from the fact that they’re both so jittery with nerves that they can’t quite seem to function around it all

the moment that amy finds figgis with a gun pressed to jake’s temple and she’s looking into jake’s eyes, all she can feel is this overwhelming, open sense of trust (with just the tiniest hint of dread - he knows it’s gonna hurt)

she finds him in the back of his ambulance and once she’s told him that the police chief is okay, she kind of trails off

they’re both grinning at each other - there’s still a ghost of an ache, the wound of six months spent apart slow-healing - but when amy tentatively steps into his space, he feels like his whole body is opening up to her

and he can feel hers doing the same for him

and the kiss is - well, it would be enough to knock him off his feet if he were standing; he feels the sparks of electricity running through his body and the sudden heedy relief that originates in amy and it’s no surprise to anyone that they both start crying in the middle of the kiss

(and later when he’s on painkillers, it’s all kind of diluted in the haze, but he can feel her affection settling over him like a warm blanket and he loves her all the more for it. all she can feel is this dopey, dizzy kind of adoration that makes her head spin, and it’s all she can do not to squeeze him to death in relief)

anyways i’m

dead