Characters: Jeff Tracy, the Tracy brothers
Summary: Based on TOS. “Nothing stays the same forever.” It’s 2069 and lots of changes are happening on Tracy Island. The family is growing and so too is the IR crew. However, for one brother, a life-altering incident will mean that things will never be the same again. Rated T for some bad language and difficult themes. **Not an OC-centric fic.** WIP.
Part Thirty-Six: http://artisticrainey.tumblr.com/post/122794150881/butterflies-part-36
Even in May, the wind was fierce on the Donegal coast. John was glad for the coat he had brought. Elijah had warned him, of course, but he hadn’t expected it to be this bad.
“Does the weather ever get better?” he asked, linking his arm into the crook of the other man’s.
Elijah chuckled, keeping his hands deep in the pockets of his jacket.
“Sometimes,” he said. “But remember, this is the west coast. We’re on the cusp of the Atlantic.” He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, exhaling at length. “Aah,” he said. “Smells like home.”
“Smells like seaweed,” John said.
That earned him a poke in the ribs.