I'm not sure if I can find words to express how I feel right now. I knew what was coming, I knew that it was going to break my heart, and still I didn't manage to hold it together. I'm sitting here bawling like a baby. In fact, I'm crying so hard that both of my cats came over to see if I was okay.

I know I shouldn't be so invested in fictional characters, especially when it's "just" fanfic, but you never "just" write fanfic. You know exactly how to grab your readers and kills us with feels.

Neal's not even making an appearance and still manages to tear me apart with his complete faith in Peter and show of trust and friendship, despite what had happened between them.

And Peter... Peter, with his late (too late) realization that his pride, his indignation, his self-righteous anger robbed him of so much precious time he could have spent with his friend.

Mozzie... God, Moz. The others. Morrissey, giving us an outsider's look at Neal that is so perfect: Neal, the charming manipulator you can't help but like. *hearts*

Regrets. Missed opportunities. Too little, too late.

This was absolutely heart-wrenching. I hate you and love you equal parts for writing this, and I worship you and your talent for being able to write something like this.