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the_rckTitle: From My Heart's Ground
Fandom: Sky High (2005)
Rating: T
Characters: Josie Stronghold, Warren Peace, Will Stronghold (with Warren/Will/Layla in the background)
Length: 3765 words
Tags: Parent-Child Relationship, Fluff and Angst, Kidnapping, Supervillains, Ethical Dilemmas
Notes: This is part of the All the Faces We Were series and intended as the final story, chronologically, though there will likely be other stories set before it. I just got this idea before those.
Set three and a half years after "And Love Is Fire" and will make zero sense without that and the other two preceding stories.
Summary: Josie kept all of Will's letters. They were actual paper letters, and they came from all over the world. From the things he said, he clearly wasn't visiting those places, so she had to assume that someone else was mailing them for him. She wondered about the power set of whoever was doing it because each of them looked like something else until she was alone with it.
She didn't throw out junk mail immediately any more, not until after she'd sorted it privately.
From My Heart's Ground on AO3.
Fandom: Sky High (2005)
Rating: T
Characters: Josie Stronghold, Warren Peace, Will Stronghold (with Warren/Will/Layla in the background)
Length: 3765 words
Tags: Parent-Child Relationship, Fluff and Angst, Kidnapping, Supervillains, Ethical Dilemmas
Notes: This is part of the All the Faces We Were series and intended as the final story, chronologically, though there will likely be other stories set before it. I just got this idea before those.
Set three and a half years after "And Love Is Fire" and will make zero sense without that and the other two preceding stories.
Summary: Josie kept all of Will's letters. They were actual paper letters, and they came from all over the world. From the things he said, he clearly wasn't visiting those places, so she had to assume that someone else was mailing them for him. She wondered about the power set of whoever was doing it because each of them looked like something else until she was alone with it.
She didn't throw out junk mail immediately any more, not until after she'd sorted it privately.
From My Heart's Ground on AO3.
