Author's Note: This fic contains a major character death. If you've seen the finale, you know which character.
I didn't want to write it, so I entirely understand if no one wants to subject themselves to the result. It's 100 words exactly, spoilers for 5x10, and kind of 5x11. This is my take on how the show truly ended, though it does leave the question of Ivy unresolved. And there is SO much detailed imagery and dialogue in my mind that I've made myself cut, for the purposes of keeping it a 100-word drabble. I'm hoping this is going to kill the plot bunny.
Sorry again! I am at least keeping it a separate fic, rather than just dropping it into my Snippets and Snapshots collection and having people stumble upon it there.
It took forty minutes to ensure they could retrieve Jane without letting any ZIP escape. Kurt insisted on being the one to don a hazmat suit, to bring her out through the improvised airlock.
So damn pale. Unconscious, but breathing. Thank god…
As Tasha pulled Kurt back so the paramedics could work, Jane stirred, trying to smile.
"Yeah. I'm good," she murmured, to someone only she could see.
Then the seizure hit.
Kurt railed against Tasha's embrace - part comfort, part bruising blockade. They sobbed together, helpless.
Later, the paramedics retreated. Kurt collapsed beside Jane, wordless, mindless in grief.
She's gone.
Author's Note: Sorry! :(