We Invented the Remix...Redux V

she responded in kind, feeling something break loose inside her at the way they fit together, a heated rush of need and relief and a fierce affection for this man, whom she had both killed and journeyed to Hell to recover. That made him hers in a way, however twisted, and made her his; somehow, at least, they had become each other's.

Oh, my lord. The best description of what they are to each other that I've ever read. And as you know, I found Elizabeth's declaration of her intent to kill Beckett quite fitting, and most inspiring :) This is a wondrous remix indeed, based on an amazing original work. Is there such a thing as a writing-in-tandem-ficathon? Gives me shivers to think of the results if you and penknife were paired...