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“My dad was a cop.”
Peter’s inhale wants to be sharp but isn’t. Neal’s still carefully frozen and angled away from him, his hair falling to his eyes as he—almost subconsciously—awaits a strike, but he relaxes a fraction at the softness of Peter’s voice when he says, “Oh.”
“I didn’t like him,” Neal goes on. “Not exactly the hero type. My mother, she wanted me to believe he was one of the good ones.” He gets lost in the story, doesn’t even notice Peter inching closer. “Even then, I knew there was no such thing.”
“No such thing?”
“As a good lawman,” Neal responds, half-slumped, the blood loss and the pain doubling his vision.//
Neal’s injured and afraid of Peter’s backlash after nearly killing Fowler.
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04 Jul 2026
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Carmy hasn’t slept lately, and maybe if he had this could’ve all been avoided.
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07 May 2026
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As he stared down into the lumpy grey goop that was his evening rations, he contemplated whether it was really worth it.
They’d come a very long way just for Grace to give up and die at the last hurdle, both physically and emotionally. The Tau Ceti system was a long, long way away now, and Grace had faced not one but two highly emotional suicide missions. Three, if you counted the time before he was given a military grade roofie and hucked into space without his memories.
Rocky and Grace make it back to Erid! Huzzah!
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24 Apr 2026
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i'll keep you warm and you'll keep me sane by AruiI
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
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Jesus, my back.
I pause, gasping for breath — I'm genuinely sweating. And embarrassed. I wonder if Rocky can hear me losing to a slab of wood.
God, I hope he can't. Please God.
It's stuck behind a few empty crates and some miscellaneous spare lab supplies. A few beakers. A blender, for some reason. An ironing board. Why? Because go to hell, Ryland Grace, that's why. You can't have enough fuel to come back but you can have an ironing board with no iron. Here's two kilos of cement-flavoured coma slurry. Kill yourself.
"I'm being dramatic," I tell myself aloud.
I'm really not. Dying in space is a very dramatic situation.
The ways that Rocky and Grace miss everything all the time, yet watch over each other, always.
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He closes in, and Carmen stares straight forward, does not flinch.
“Christ, mate, that’s really bad. I’ll get you patched up for now, but that might even be an ER after service.”
Carmy squeezes his eyes shut as Luca tries to cradle his hand.
He flinches back, “Oh, sorry did I do something?”
“No. Sorry, I’m good, Chef,” he says and looks forward.
“Did I hurt it?”
“No, Chef.”
The salt or lemon juice is coming any second now.
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Carmy is losing momentum post-season 4. He hasn’t been sleeping, and he grips a boiling pot. It reminds him of leaving Empire.
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18 Apr 2026