|Date posted||27 July 2012|
|Where posted||AO3 FK Fic Fest Collection|
Nick and Nat finally get away from it all. The only problem is they want to go back!
Written to the prompt: "Tropes! Nat and Nick are stranded in the wilderness after a plane crash, one is injured, and they have to save themselves."
- "In my little story “Last Knight” never took place, so feel free to assume this happened sometime after “Ashes to Ashes.”
- FLETC (pronounced one of two ways: “Flea-Tech” or “Flet”—not “fleet”—and just say the letter “C” after it. I prefer the former.) is the Federal Law Enforcement Training Center located in Brunswick, Georgia. In the early nineties and long before, it was merely known as the location where all federal agents (including Border Patrol, FBI, Secret Service, etc.) were eventually trained [...].
- Reese looked at his detective, who continued to stand at the door, as he settled down into his desk chair. If there was one person who was responsible for his headaches and the ulcers he had in his stomach, it was the man before him. Yes, he was his star detective, but that didn’t mean the man wasn’t a major pain in the behind.
- Nick turned his head slightly and moaned in pain. It took a few seconds before he could focus his eyesight on Natalie. “Nat,” he said, “you’re hurt.” He didn’t know where since he couldn’t see anything but her face from his position, but he knew the fresh scent of human blood anywhere. He forced himself to ignore the pleasant aroma even though he knew that’s what brought him back to consciousness in the first place.