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Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter

Spark - Siria - Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. The taxi drops him at the bottom of the driveway; Mike pays the driver from the crisp bundle of fifties that he'd been given at the same time that he received his freshly laundered clothes and a bottle of pills that he's still not sure if he's going to take.

Spark - Siria - Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The walk up to his sister's house is a mile or more, and the morning sun is already hot, but he doesn't mind. For three weeks, he's had nothing to do but stare at the blank white walls of a hospital room while medical staff take blood samples from him and refuse to answer his questions. The fresh air is good; the sunshine is good, because it makes his skin feel warm in a way he can trust. He's happy to walk. As he comes round the curve of the pond, he sees a figure sitting on the porch. "Mr Peterson," she says, setting the tablet to one side before standing and offering a hand to him. Mike looks from her face, to her outstretched hand, and then back to her face. Candy Apple Red with All the Accessories - a_xmasmurder - Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. The only other person in the conference room is Maria Hill, and she looks...stricken, Phil decides.

Candy Apple Red with All the Accessories - a_xmasmurder - Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Stricken, and a little relieved. No, change that - a lot relieved, as she comes over and envelops him in a tight hug that leaves him without a leg to stand on. Hugs aren’t something that Agent Hill does. He doesn’t ask why she decides to start hugging now, and he definitely doesn’t cock his head in a silent question either, lest he incur her righteous anger. It would be for the best. “Welcome back, Agent Coulson.” “It’s good to be back, Agent Hill.” “Director Fury sends his regards.” He feels a laugh burble in his chest, but he doesn’t want to let it out just yet for the same reason he doesn’t ask questions about Hill’s grieving process.

“So, who do I have for this?” Maria gives him a slight shrug. “One?” Now Maria is openly smiling, and Phil isn’t sure what happened while he was gone. The ‘62 Corvette C1 gleams in the artificial white light. Spiral Down, Come Together - Pookaseraph - Pacific Rim (2013. In the end, the news itself was not a surprise.

Spiral Down, Come Together - Pookaseraph - Pacific Rim (2013

An eye exam that yielded the necessity of an MRI that in turn demanded a lumbar puncture did not usually end in a clean bill of health. Hermann had read the writing on the wall before he had sat on the crisp paper of the medical bed, dressed in little more than a thin scrap of cloth that did nothing to make him feel less exposed. "Multiple sclerosis isn't the same disease it was even ten years ago," his doctor said. Dr. Schwartz was an expert; of course his father had gotten him the expert. Hermann tried to listen, he did. It was not bad - he still had the function of all of his extremities, all of his internal muscles, even his eyes were back to a near-perfect after the initial wave had passed, but it was there, waiting.

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