like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me
"While they are treating him, first at the FOB, when heβs being airlifted out, then at the base in Germany, he is drifting in and out of consciousness, thanks to the trauma and the copious amounts of anesthesia. There are sure and steady hands on his body, those of strangers probably, but she comes to him in his drug-fogged sleep, the way he saw her fully for the first time: her wedding dress pooling at her feet, open and soft β yielding to him. The way she felt under his hands, his body.
He cannot die yet when thereβs life like this to be lived. When he might yet feel like that again."
So⦠I think this fandom is pretty much dead, but anyway. Here's some Luke / Cassie no one asked for, years after the fact. Based on a pretty awesome idea by another writer, Amethyzt, and her lovely story Fire in My Bones in which the court martial really never needed to happen. So now, Luke is still a Marine and him and Cassie have to figure their shit out on their own.
Includes: forced proximity, political differences, fake marriage, catching feelings, daddy issues, family dynamics, substance abuse, type 1 diabetes
Read it here at ao3:Β like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me