It was really weird. Originally the fic was called "Metabolism" and was about something else entirely (or, perhaps more accurately, about absolutely nothing), and then Tesla just stepped in and was all "No, I think we'll do it this way" and then stretched it out and out and out.
(I've since found out that complicated post-Sleepers pity sex is something of A Thing in the fandom, but I didn't read any of them before I wrote this.)
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Date: 2011-01-14 01:52 am (UTC)(I've since found out that complicated post-Sleepers pity sex is something of A Thing in the fandom, but I didn't read any of them before I wrote this.)
AND I STILL 'SHIP HELEN/JOHN. I have no idea.