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The weight was there first. Before the wreckage. Before he had anything to apologize for. So he climbed. Not toward peace. Just away. Then the stall came. Not because of the storm. Not because of the aircraft. Because he kept pulling back when he should have leveled off. And in that stall - in the chaos of it - the passengers disappeared. The voices stopped. The seat beside him went cold. He lost them in the fall. Not before. Now he's alone. Trying to climb again. Stalling again. The cycle doesn't end. The storm was never the cage. He was.

Something before the next chapter of "more than friends?"

Short thing before I get started on the next chapter of 'more that friends' I think I'm gonna put random things I write here.

"The Complex killed Arrie. And I watched it happen. I let it happen." Kier wants revenge against the twisted government of Grandomina for killing his only love, Arrie, but her ghost haunts him every step of the way. Can he make The Complex pay, or will the guilt and pain of her loss crush him before he gets the chance?

It had to be done. If this wasn't written then we would have failed as a fandom. As Bill took Heather's hand she saw something, something she was missing. A short 250 word one shot. Not completely canonical so don't kill me. Written before the fall of the doctor aired.

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When a family gets on a flight home from a holiday in Mexico , will there be any dramatic defaults ?