this year's love had better last . . .

Search and Rescue honestly makes me deeply, deeply emotionally unhinged. Like . . . I cry. A lot. But not in a way where I would at, say, a Joss show. They are more tears of everlasting joy. So that's a good thing!

Or possibly a bad thing because technically I suppose a TV show should not make one so happy that they are moved to tears.

But whatever. It's SpyMommy, you guys. And her SpyBabies. And her SpyHubby, SpyDaddy. And it is also, you know, pretty much a miracle that she ever came back. So I figure my emotional unhinged-ness is thoroughly justified.

Also, I must express my insane amount of love for the fact that she goes into the bathroom to clean up looking like . . . well, like someone who's been tortured and held captive in dark places for months and months by their deeply diabolical sister, and comes out looking absolutely drop-dead gorgeous.

Because seriously, Irina Derevko is the only person who could conceivably manage such a feat.

Well, and Ron Burgundy.

Anyway.

Be afraid -- I wrote. It kinda sucks because, well, a) I am trying to write through my writer's block and sometimes it doesn't work so well, and b) it's Irina. I am not worthy. But anyway!


Title: in darkness
Characters: Irina, Elena, mentions of Jack and Sydney
Setting: While Elena is holding Irina captive
Summary: '. . . maybe Irina is fading, has faded into dust, gotten lost in the dirt and stale air . . .'

( in darkness )