Caught in the Crossfire - 52/53
“Hungry?” He slid a box towards me. “Best pickle chips in the state.” “Pickle chips? Are they like dill chips?” “Fried, actually.” “Oh, thanks.” I opened the box and peered in. This could be the last time I ate. “This isn’t like a Hades Persephone thing, is it? I’m not going to be stuck here if I eat these, will I?” “No,” he answered. “Okay.” I took one of the fried pieces and ate it. It was still hot. “You never told me who you are.” “We have much to discuss, you and I. I am Death.”
Story Summary: Takes place during s5. Michelle was just trying to gain some semblance of normality. She didn’t expect to be a part of a fail-safe for the apocalypse. Reuniting with her best friend who should be dead, she struggles with trying to survive this world while being forced into a position that has her taking care of others who also don’t belong. She just wants to go home. Mass x-over.
Find it on: Fanfiction.net Archive of Our Own
Read it from the beginning: ff.net and Ao3


















