"The date? It's, uh, October thirtieth… Oh, that's going to be a problem, isn't it?" A gothic tale of bargains, escapes, and close calls in the post-apocalyptic world of tomorrow. Pre-slash Conworth.

What's that? Another Apoca'verse fic? Aww yeah. It's time for some spy games. I bet a reserved guy like Worth is great at those. If you haven't yet, go read Desdemona's awesome Hann'Apocalypse fics. They are magical and wonderful, and she is amazingly generous to let me write canon silliness up in her timeline. Total of 3 chapters. My first multi-chaptered fic on here!

End of the world as we know it? Check. Four do-gooder idiots in an RV? Check. Hanna's amazing ability to complicate anything by simply breathing? Double check. There ain't no rest for the wicked, and the wages of sin are... sainthood? Conworth.

When the world is falling apart, someone has to hold the seams together. Somebody's gotta be the hero- though it may not be the guy you expected. Suck it up, put up your fists, and run like hell. Conworth: a peculiar sort of not-quite-romance.