A/N: Just a short little fic because I liked the finale, except for the seriously mean cliffhanger.
Spoilers: For1x10 Full Stop.
Disclaimer: I own my own memories, and I'm not donating them to a stitcher program after I'm dead, not even for crime fighting… hey, what do you expect when I don't own the rights to Stitchers.
It was under 24 hours since she had found out that she wasn't born with this condition, temporal dysplasia. Once upon a time she had actually been able to form emotional bonds with people, and understand them like a normal person.
Time did not matter to her, 3 minutes, 3 hours, or 3 days, it all felt the same. Only now the difference between them had gone from unimportant to consequential. In less than 4 minutes her life had changed. Cameron had forced a heart attack, for her, to keep her safe, so they could find out the license plate, the person behind it all, and what had actually happened.
But all she had seen, when she had been stitched into his memories were her. She was everywhere. Even in his childhood, were they'd met for the first time. A memory she no longer possessed. All the time they had spent together was well-preserved, but the resent memory they were looking for now was blurred, and obscured into the void of unimportance. The strong feelings she felt when she looked at herself through his eyes, she hadn't known before, she hadn't known any of it. If she had, she would not have allowed him to go through with this stupid plan of his.
Cameron had been there, right by her side through everything. Through her rediscovery of herself, and her finding out what really happened to make her who she was today. And now he was flat lining.
3 minutes, 3 hours, 3 days…, she just wanted him to wake up now!
A/N: This is a cute little show; I hope it will stay for a while.