#fic4

Summary: Matt takes an unexpected dip in the Hudson in the middle of winter and proceeds to collapse into the first abandoned space he finds. It's just his luck that that happens to be Frank Castle's safehouse. --- Frank's on his way back from patrol when he sees a broken window and a heap of wet red fabric. Someone in hell is definitely looking up and laughing at him.

@7sadic-writter7​’s feels-and-whump first chapter, for the prompt Water !

Summary: Fisk thinks it would be fitting for the Devil of Hell's Kitchen to die by crucifixion. Frank Castle disagrees.

Summary: He hit the water and it felt like concrete, cold and hard. He tried to breath but the water just filled his lungs, in his nose, in his mouth. It was everywhere. He was surrounded, he was going to drown.

Summary: Frank is having a shit day week month. Red does what he does best. Aggravate Frank. Give a helping hand.

Summary: After a mission gone wrong, Frank decides Matt needs some time out of the city. And he knows exactly where to go.

Summary: Most of the time, Matthew was fine. He was a lawyer by day, he gave his hardest in the firm. He never missed a day at work, he wouldn't stand for letting Foggy and Karen down once again. Most of the time, he was fine. He was a vigilante by night, he didn't stay out as much as he used too, as a promise he kept to his two friends. He saved people, he put others in jail, he tried to keep peace as much as he could in his little corner of the world. Most days, Matthew was fine. He could ignore the white static buzzing through his head, the lack of appetite, the heaviness setting in his bones. And then, there were days he couldn’t.

"I feel fine," Matt said with a shrug.