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Fall Through the Night by Danahid (PG)
Fandom: TERMINATOR: THE SARAH CONNOR CHRONICLES
Pairing: gen, slight Derek/Sarah
Length: 2,473
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
danahid
Author Website: none listed
Why this must be read:
In light of the news we TSCC fans received today, the opening paragraphs of this fic are particularlyappropriate poignant:
Sarah sits in the empty room, her head in her hands.
Minutes pass.
Eventually she gets up. She pulls off the paper gown. She stands, swaying slightly, trying to decide whether to wad the gown into a ball, hurl it across the room, vent the violence and anger and despair boiling inside her. After a minute, she decides it is not worth the effort.
She lets the gown drop to the chair. She dresses carefully. She bends down to gather her phone, her keys, her bag. She walks out.
But really, that isn’t what this fic is all about. It’s about Sarah Connor and the way she perseveres in the face of odds that would have made a lesser woman run screaming into the night, sobbing and railing at fate. Our Sarah, though, carries on. She does what she needs to do, when faced with that awful diagnosis - cancer - and takes care of herself as best she can while preparing John for his unasked-for future.
I can’t even express how much I wish we could have explored this in canon, but I guess we’ll just have to carry on now in fic, huh?
Fall Through the Night
(By the way, Fall Through the Night is a sequel of sorts to Fewer Than You Think, but it’s not necessary to have read that to understand FTtN.)
Pairing: gen, slight Derek/Sarah
Length: 2,473
Author on LJ:
danahidAuthor Website: none listed
Why this must be read:
In light of the news we TSCC fans received today, the opening paragraphs of this fic are particularly
Sarah sits in the empty room, her head in her hands.
Minutes pass.
Eventually she gets up. She pulls off the paper gown. She stands, swaying slightly, trying to decide whether to wad the gown into a ball, hurl it across the room, vent the violence and anger and despair boiling inside her. After a minute, she decides it is not worth the effort.
She lets the gown drop to the chair. She dresses carefully. She bends down to gather her phone, her keys, her bag. She walks out.
But really, that isn’t what this fic is all about. It’s about Sarah Connor and the way she perseveres in the face of odds that would have made a lesser woman run screaming into the night, sobbing and railing at fate. Our Sarah, though, carries on. She does what she needs to do, when faced with that awful diagnosis - cancer - and takes care of herself as best she can while preparing John for his unasked-for future.
I can’t even express how much I wish we could have explored this in canon, but I guess we’ll just have to carry on now in fic, huh?
Fall Through the Night
(By the way, Fall Through the Night is a sequel of sorts to Fewer Than You Think, but it’s not necessary to have read that to understand FTtN.)