Gold chains
Disclaimer: The usual disclaimers apply. I do not own Dark Angel. If I did we would be seeing much more of it as I do not hold with blackmail.
A/N: It has been a long time since I first posted this, so I rewrote parts of it - without touching the bits you really liked I hope. I had to get back in touch with the feeling of it. So here goes. Take two.
Prologue
In retrospect, it was the gold chain that really did him in. Hanging there so innocently against her belly button, totally ignorant of its humongous, world-shattering associations, the fact that it took everything that he thought he knew and merrily jumbled it around, revealing patterns hitherto unnoticed and changing his life. Not that he was complaining - he just couldn't get over the shock of it. How could one little gold chain mean so much?