И еще милый-милый фик - мой пост-фильм хэдканон
and indeed there will be time
Herc and Chuck get a happy ending, a new life, a beach house. They don't have the drift anymore but they're getting used to that now, getting used to putting things into words. It's easier than Chuck thought it would be, living after the end of the world as he knew it, peace, a home that isn't a warzone.
Картинка в кои-то веки не в тему - но тоже очень милая!