Diana continues to interfere after One Son. Our agents couldn't be any more distant when they're sent out of the country on a case.
Author's Notes: For almost 20 years I have lived in a country with a 5,000 year old culture, spending months in villages that count years since the last white person was seen. I was once an academic and thus am still more skeptic that believer. But I have also seen things... On my last trip to Ambrym volcano, I was stuck in a leaky hut with dead bodies from black magic littering the area. . My helicopter pilot companion thought I was screwy reading Xfiles when we lived the damned things. So a bottle of tequila and an annoyance about the M&S relationship post One Son in hand, I sat down with many battery changes, incorporated real life to fiction and ended up with this.
This is one of my favourite fics. I can't get enough Fowley-induced-angst, and she's at her evil worst in this one. It does reference Human Affairs, a previous story by Spider, but it's not necessary to read that story before this one. You might notice that I've tagged both stories as UST to RST, but there's a reason for that so just go with it. 🙂
Spider is clearly a gifted writer. She's actually an international bestselling author in her own right. The book referenced under the Lost Time image below is a science-fictional look at the results of climate change and the subsequent breakdown of society that's already quite frightening in 2020. The author has released it as a free download if you'd like to Ecosia it (alternative to Google with more trees and fewer data collectors).
18+ months later - I just found some original artwork for Spider's stories. I assume that this was created by Spider as it didn't state otherwise. I've also mocked up an image to direct you to the author's other work without search engines being able to associate that work with this fanfic (I hope).