Mobray's death lingered on the other man's conscience like a shadow. It had paled at his face, darkened his eyes, and snared him up in nightmares that Grouch didn't understand. *Implied Pete Hicox/Grouch Douglas (Which I randomly call 'Peach' because it's funny)* *I haven't been able to add anything in a month or so. I'm still looking at it, but wanted to post it anyway.*
Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,074 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 3 - Published: 4/6/2016 - Complete