Taken by the enemy and thrown into adjoining cells, Jane & Gunther discover a small opening in their shared wall, just enough to allow them to clasp hands. But being able to hear, even *touch* a loved one without being able to protect them from harm - Gunther soon discovers it's equal parts blessing, and soul-shredding curse. Written for Janther Week, Day 7: Prompt, Tolstoy quote.
Rated: T - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 13 - Words: 25,329 - Reviews: 43 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 9 - Updated: 2/19 - Published: 1/14 - [Jane T., Gunther B.] - Complete