a wonderful fic with its transformation from "It’s only time." to "Fuck time." harrisburg...an unlikely but logical meeting place and i like how it solved their spacial problem for a long while. i'm intrigued at brian's superstition and theory regarding the number six:
"Brian was more superstitious than most people realized. Six years had become a magic number in his head. If they survived six years apart, they’d find a way to live together."