fic: the trench is dug within our hearts (the njbc)

[arquellania]

Nate gets the call at eight o’clock on a Monday.

He’d heard about it on the news, waved it off without a second thought.

He starts training in two weeks.

Serena cries.

He stares at the television, too hollow to react.

Chuck calls.

He’ll be shipping out with him, he says.

Blair’s voice, her protests, are loud and clear in the background.

He hangs up.

“Do you

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[bklyangel]

He writes erratically, in broken phrases and with a sense of panic. When he’s finished, the letter is filled with swears and crossed out words.

He sends it anyway.

This stands out the most for me.

It's very well written and I look forward to more.

[arquellania]

Thank you! (:

(Psssst...awesome MYA is awesome.)

[bklyangel]

But of course my dear ; )

*le sigh*

MYA still hasn't gotten her chocolate mousse yogurt.

[arquellania]

Oh, boo. -.- That damn yogurt seems to be eluding you.

[cbro26]

Oh, I like this! So glad I stumbled upon this - it's an interesting take, to see Chuck as the optimist and Nate as the pessimist. And with all the C/B crap going on now, any world where they're together makes me smile. And your Nate/Serena dynamic is definitely unique - looking forward to more.