a (very long) slow horses gen fic about kidnapping, trauma, survival, recovery, and what a family is and isn’t
At the end of 4x05, Patrice abducts River at gunpoint. This time, they go to a remote, isolated manor where Frank is waiting for them. The slow horses do not see or hear from River again for almost five months. During that time, Frank does his level best to break River and rebuild him into a tool he can use, with Patrice as his assisting shadow. This… doesn’t really work. In fact, the process ends up breaking not River, but someone else.
Meanwhile, Slough House is on overdrive trying to find a missing colleague who the Park is all to quick to deem presumed dead and rubber-stamp his file as such. Louisa almost quits, and finds an odd solace in working alongside Lamb to try to bring their missing agent home. She is having a bad one - the maybe-loss of her best friend is tearing her apart.
It all comes to a head when Louisa follows a lead that she knows better than to follow. She is meant to be the last blow that destroys River's resolve. It doesn't shake out like that. By the time they're both rescued, it's a long road to recovery. But there is a road, and there's help along the way.
chapter six up now on ao3!
“Arrangements made for us to meet this CIA contact of yours?” she asks.
“CIA contact of a contact of mine, to be pedantic, but yes. Got your things?”
Louisa nods.
“Let’s go, then. We’ll get a cab, I’m not parking at Heathrow.”
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