oh man, I've been reading way too many sad fics today. But yours was the one that finally made me cry,damn u. That hurt in the best possible way. The image of Pete walking unprotected in a barrage of shells made me ache for him.
And Patrick, being Pete's little red-headed shadow and throwing flowers at Pete and waiting in Chicago for two years...*heartclench* I'm crying again just thinking about it (I promise I'm not normally such a wuss)
Just proves that no matter what time/era/place it is, Pete and Patrick are meant to be