It’s three thirty in the morning when Tosh collapses at her desk, exhausted from chasing aliens through the rain-soaked streets of Cardiff. She’s only got a bit more work to do, just a little more to finish off, and then she can finally go home and sleep.
She is surprised to hear the footsteps of someone else moving about the Hub, and even more surprised to hear Owen’s voice just behind her, saying softly, “You look like you need a coffee.”
SO MANY FEELS. I MEAN, YOU DON’T EVEN UNDERSTAND HOW MANY FEELS. I’VE BEEN CRYING FOR LIKE, TWO HOURS. NON STOP. JUST…CRYING. YOU JUST KILLED OFF TWO OF MY BABIES. RIGHT AS THEY WERE STARTING TO REALLY FALL IN LOVE. AND THEN YOU MADE ME THINK TOSH WAS GONNA MAKE IT, BUT OH NO YOU HAD TO KILL HER. *SOBBING* I JUST….I JUST DON’T KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH THIS. THIS IS LIKE WATCHING DOOMSDAY AND ANGELS TAKE MANHATTAN IN A NEVER ENDING MARATHON. *CURLS UP IN CORNER AND CRIES TO DEATH*