This is beautiful.

Nice one-shot. Liked how you described how each of the three fellows responded to the cane, it's a nice insight to their character.

poignant

omg, that was horrible! how could you make me cry like that ?*sob* why! that was so well written, i really am at the point of tears. great job on this story. i especially liked the ending. i had wondered where wilson was during that episode...

Poor Wilson, well then again doesn't he say He's ALWAYS there? or something like that...Oh man, that was GREAT...

Interesting how somethings do that...and yes I'm talking of personal experience...

THANKS:D

Oh dear... Ridiculously sad. Wilson is such an enigmatic character. You can't quite figure out what to feel for him. I mean on the one hand, his life sucks. On the other, it's sort of his fault.. Very depressing look at his guilt, there. Good job. :)

Oh, this was bittersweet and poignant! It hit me like a fist to the gut. The last two sentences were powerful. Excellent piece of work, bravo!

*gives poor Wilson a hug*

*sniffle*

The cane is visible, invisible, solid, ethereal and almost alive at the end. Perfect last line as always!

This is really really good! I loved this story and how you adress Wilson' guilt over the shooting and the infarction.

Damn, that was good.

I loved this.

That is all.

This is a very well done peice. I think its very well written and is a dead on characterization. Great work.

:)

that was incredicle! Amazing writing, beautiful point of view, great detailing, like a painted masterpiece. I never really noticed that Wilson wasn't there, but you're right, he wasn't. That was very very good, a real tear jerker, good job.

You have the uncanny ability to make me cry. And I don't cry; ask anyone. And this story, no matter how season 3 plays out, will always be 'canon' for me, as to where Wilson was. Exquisite, powerful, skillful, rich. Thank you. Just, thank you.

mj