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Fic: I Will Not Eat The Darkness (PG) gen
Dec. 2nd, 2011 07:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
embroideramaTitle: I Will Not Eat The Darkness
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Rating: PG
Characters: Neal, Peter & El - gen
Word count: 10,360
Spoilers: 3x10
Warnings: Nothing major. Highlight for possible trigger warning. Discussion/description of (unintentional) weight loss.
Summary: In the aftermath of El's abduction and the months of worry and indecision that came before, Neal finds himself alone and increasingly ill while Peter struggles to balance his anger and concern.
Notes: Thank you todotfic for the beta and to Over The Rhine for the title. This is my first foray into writing White Collar fic, and it was written for kriadydragon's prompts (a combo of the first two) at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
collarcorner.
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( Neal's new home away from home was a small room with no windows, just a desk, a chair and many, many boxes. The file boxes were stacked six-high, and there was just enough room for Neal to sidle between the rows to get in and out of the room. It was better than a jail cell, especially considering that he got to go home to his rooms at June's house in the evening, but sometimes he felt like he'd been sentenced to solitary confinement. )
Author:
embroideramaRating: PG
Characters: Neal, Peter & El - gen
Word count: 10,360
Spoilers: 3x10
Warnings: Nothing major. Highlight for possible trigger warning. Discussion/description of (unintentional) weight loss.
Summary: In the aftermath of El's abduction and the months of worry and indecision that came before, Neal finds himself alone and increasingly ill while Peter struggles to balance his anger and concern.
Notes: Thank you to
dotfic for the beta and to Over The Rhine for the title. This is my first foray into writing White Collar fic, and it was written for kriadydragon's prompts (a combo of the first two) at collarcorner.~~~
( Neal's new home away from home was a small room with no windows, just a desk, a chair and many, many boxes. The file boxes were stacked six-high, and there was just enough room for Neal to sidle between the rows to get in and out of the room. It was better than a jail cell, especially considering that he got to go home to his rooms at June's house in the evening, but sometimes he felt like he'd been sentenced to solitary confinement. )
