After pouring everything I had into the man sentenced to that hospital bed, it would be a miracle if I had any left to give. I looked around the dilapidated interior and scoffed. I wouldn’t even know where to begin. Since when had I become the patron saint of lost causes? I felt a breeze through the open doorway lift my hair. Or maybe that was the patron saint who refused to give up on Starsky and me.
Genre: Episode Related
Warnings: Author Chooses Not to Use Archive Warnings
Word count: 4216 - Hits: 110
Complete?: Yes - Published: 07/21/2016 - Last Updated: 08/18/2016