I can't believe this is the epilogue I'm posting. Do you know this story has been ten months?
( Ready? )
( Ready? )
I can't believe this is the epilogue I'm posting. Do you know this story has been ten months?
( Ready? )
( Ready? )
Fleshing this out gave me ideas for a sequel so yes, there will definitely be a sequel now. :) Epilogue wrapping things up on Friday. Part of me is sad.
( Let us go find a pub and we'll all get pissed. )
( Let us go find a pub and we'll all get pissed. )
I'm posting the first half of the act tonight as I know I left a cliffie for you all Friday. The next half isn't until tomorrow, though. As I was coding, I found there were a few scenes on the later half that I felt wasn't emotionally fleshed out enough. I know. I'm a nitpicky b_tch. LOL.
Warning: this is a long act (over 35 pages) as it wraps up the episode but the story ends on the epilogue which comes on Wednesday…
( You're my responsibility from now on. )
Warning: this is a long act (over 35 pages) as it wraps up the episode but the story ends on the epilogue which comes on Wednesday…
( You're my responsibility from now on. )
After hours of repair, I'm finally home nice and cozy and with the next act. Remember, there is an epilogue after this chapter finishes Monday. Wow. About time, huh? LOL.
( Jack made his choice. )
( Jack made his choice. )
-Guh- So the verdict's in…this story has taken me hostage. LOL. Eleven parts because simply, Torchwood vs Saxon is a lot larger of a confrontation than I thought.
( This is your past. )
( This is your past. )
I have no one to blame for this delay but myself. And I would like to take this opportunity to thank my hubby for leaving me sleeping on the couch, laptop on the coffee table and letting me sleep fifteen hours until early this afternoon. Gee thanks, oh husband of mine. And thank you to my twins, who thought mommy looked cold hence piled all their stuffed animals on top of me. I am never taking Nyquil before dinner ever again! Nothing got done!
( And no one's going to be dead. Not today. We're not failing. )
( And no one's going to be dead. Not today. We're not failing. )
We're nearing the finish line….Eeeeee.
( Soon, it'll be over for you and me. And planet Earth marches to war. )
( Soon, it'll be over for you and me. And planet Earth marches to war. )
-hides under rock, cringing- Yes, I said seven, as sure seven but as I fleshed it out, I realized the rest of the chapter was too dark and damn it, I need some comforty moments. So I've been adding scenes as I flesh out. I'm a sap. I know.
( I swear to you, he's dead. )
( I swear to you, he's dead. )
