"And Ashes Fell From The Sky..." - at AO3
Now, as he sits in the car on this bridge, watching helplessly as the craft hovers above the only woman he’s ever truly loved, he can only hope and pray that whatever they do to her, they’ll do the same to him because the physical pain from their brutal instruments is nothing compared to the emotional pain of her absence – or of his failure to save her.
ATTENTION: This is THE FANFIC REC if I ever posted one.
I read this over a week and half and I was literally SCREAMING at my phone the whole way through going: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? NOOOOOO. WHAT?!
I had to stop this fic so many times while reading it cause it was seriously too much. I’m so mad at this story but I also want to wipe it from my memory so I can read it again! It got me sucked in and slapped me in the face like no other story.
If anyone missed this gem, stop everything you’re doing and go READ IT NOW.
p.s. The sad part is: the real season 11 could never be this good.