Akime
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When time begins to unravel again, only Henry recognizes the danger they are in but his attempts to correct the timeline fail until he realizes that he needs to go back further, to the beginning. The one certainty was that in a town like Eureka, where they dealt with the craziest of things and messed with higher orders of physics without a second thought, Henry never anticipated that Jack's arrival in Eureka would be the ultimate cause of the destruction of the whole universe. Henry's only hope is that he will somehow figure out how to set time back on the path it was meant to follow, and save them all.
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“Eddie,” Buck breathes, laughing humorlessly, his voice wet and thick. “If we sat here and-- and went through the list of things I want…” his hands gesture aimlessly. “We’d-- be here all night.”
Eddie nods, catching Buck’s eyes again. “Maybe-- we start with mine, then.”
The space between them feels charged with static, like the second before the thunder finally rumbles.
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Eddie’s finally choosing to be better-- finally choosing joy. He just needs a push or two in the right direction, first.
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- Part 1 of seabird 'verse
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“Are you hurt?”
“Who’s Kurt?”
“Are you *hurt*?”
“I’m Eddie.”
Or, Buck wakes up to a series of increasingly horrifying calls from Eddie. He gets to the bottom of it.
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Helena is already grabbing Christopher’s coat. “Come on, sweetheart. You’re coming home with us for a little while.”
Christopher frowns, blinking blearily up at her. “Nana? Wha-” He sits up taller, eyes darting between each of the adults in the room. “I’m not leaving my dad.”
“He’ll be okay, you’ll see him once he’s better.” Helena reassures, reaching down to squeeze his shoulder.
“Oh yes, I’m sure he’ll be fine waking up to find that you’ve taken his son to another state after almost dying. How could you both be so selfish?”
Chris is starting to look upset now, his lower lip trembling as he looks down at his father. “I don’t want to go to Texas.” he whispers, his hand resting on Eddie’s leg. Bobby’s heart pangs, and he’s about to finally speak up when another voice cuts into the tension of the room-
“You’re not going anywhere, Chris.”