So that's not the update for Blue of her Eyes but well, it is a one-shot about Sevika, check it out if you're in a mood.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
"And then it hits her, once again.
Isha is gone.
She won't smile again. She won't eat the half-burnt pancakes, pull at Sevika’s sleeve when she wants to grab her attention, won't scribble down in her notebook and then shove it into her face anymore.
Won't ever give Sevika the reason of why she even fucking tries.
Because Isha is dead.
And there’s nothing she can do about it.
Her breath grows laboured, her fingers shaking as if she just went off Shimmer when she ruffles around her coat for the smokes, she knows she still had some, damnit, but she only finds the lighter, that last gift Silco ever gave her from Finn’s corpse and–
The lighter clatters to the ground and Sevika can't help but follow.
Isha is dead.
And Sevika screams."
OR
Sevika cleaned up many messes in the name of her dream. Some are much harder than others.