Fic: Cat's In The Cradle

This fic hit me on Friday morning and would not leave me alone till it got written down. I wasn't expecting Michael to put his two cents in, but he has.

Warnings for hints at the overall tone of this universe's America, quite a bit of mental cursing, and altered Cat Stevens/Harry Chapin lyrics.

( Cat's In The Cradle )

Footnotes are marching:

*Vans like those depicted did go about in occupied countries during World War II, seeking radios receiving clandestine broadcasts.

*The Green Police was a nickname given to the German Order Police, also during World War II. The Order Police were closely connected with the SS, and included a dedicated radio guard intended, among other things, to halt reception of foreign broadcasters.

Kendra's side of the end of this fic and more is coming up soonish, unless somebody else decides to get chatty. :)