"I'd say like... 30 percent of my thoughts are ones I recognize?" Shane said after careful consideration, idly tapping his lower lip. "I still care about you, my job, my parents... but I also seem to be caring about a lot of other things I never used to care about." "...Like what?" Ryan asked, softly. He wasn't sure he wanted to know, and by the dead-eyed stare Shane gave him, he figured he was right.

NOT MINE!!! I don't own this story; all credit goes to the original author SoloChaos on ao3 Trigger warning: suicide/sexual abuse/mature content Make sure you have some tissues....

Lighthouse AU. A year in the life of Shane, Ryan, and Brent as lighthouse keepers, stuck on a haunted island (and stuck with eachother).