Ed eccomi tornata! Ma questa volta, porto un crossover (il mio primo e si spera che ce ne siano altri, incentrati su questi bellissimi personaggi)!
Surprise Jimme! Happy birthday!
"And I remember when I met him, it was so clear that
he was the only one for me.
We both knew it, right away.
And as the years went on, things got more difficult --
we were faced with more challenges.
I begged him to stay. Try to remember what
we had at the beginning. He was charismatic, magnetic,
electric and everybody knew it. When he walked in
every woman's head turned, everyone stood up
to talk to him. He was like this hybrid, this mix of
a man who couldn't contain himself.
I always got the sense that he became torn
between being a good person and
missing out on all of the opportunities that life could
offer a man as magnificent as him.
And in that way I understood him
and I loved him.
I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.
And I still love him.
I love him."

Buon compleanno Jimme!
Dal testo:
-Se quel giorno, invece che partire subito, avessi finito di ascoltarmi... Ti saresti fermato?-
Il consulente lo fissò, senza capire.
-Come hai detto tu, non ti avevo permesso di finire il tuo discorso, quindi non ho la più pallida idea di cosa tu volessi dirmi... Quindi parla. Cosa volevi dirmi?-

Dedicata al Sociopaths' Club.
Short fic prettamente comica, nata da uno sclero post 3x03. Enjoy!

In memoria del 27 Gennaio 1945. Per non dimenticare.