Witness
When Karen’s safety is threatened after she’s witness to an almost unspeakable crime, she sees Witness Protection as her only hope. Frank Castle has other ideas about how to keep her safe.
Set in a world where I didn’t rewatch any of the shows before writing it, and I just never watched Daredevil 3 or Punisher 2, so there’s lots of canon inconsistencies. Take a deep breath, buckle in, and just ride it out. We’re gonna have a good time.
This is a (mostly) finished work that I will post in semi-regular installments for my sanity and to make sure I have everything all buttoned up. I hope to have the whole thing posted before November 2023.
Credit to @garglyswoof for the magnificent, thorough, thoughtful, and supportive beta. I truly couldn't have done this without you.
For this first chapter, The Evidence, Karen goes undercover to get a story for the Bulletin and ends up seeing more than she anticipated.
“Are you going to approve my leave?” Karen kept her face neutral, and met his eyes straight on. It was a challenge, and he rose to it, holding her gaze with a challenge of his own.
“No.” He turned away.
“No? Ellison!”
“I said no, Karen. The last reporter I had who went deep on a Fisk story died. Do you remember him? His name was Ben Urich. He left the paper…”
“You fired him…”
“…chased after the story, and ended up dead.”
“I am not going to end up dead,” Karen started to protest, but Ellison waved a hand in her face and cut her off.
“Look, Ben was careful, okay? He took things slowly, asked questions discreetly. You’re like a bull in a china shop.” Karen looked like he had punched her in the gut, and Ellison mentally patted himself on the back for bringing Ben into it. “One thing I admired about Ben, and that I admire about you, is how devoted you are, how driven to report the truth. But there’s a difference between taking a chance on reporting corporate embezzlement and putting your life on the line by looking into whatever Vanessa Fisk is doing.”
“I’m hardly going to be putting my life on the line!” Karen recovered and rolled her eyes, her task of sorting files long forgotten.
“Going after anything regarding the Fisks is putting your life on the line, don’t you see? Ben was murdered for what he was trying to expose.”
“Yeah, and Fisk’s now in prison because of that.”
“I don’t want you to get killed, Karen.”
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You know what's really frustrating? The fact that there is no doubt in my mind that if we had had Punisher S3, the sex scene would have included Frank eating Karen out. Which I really would not have minded to see.
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— ways to express "i miss you" ‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾
looping gold rush by taytay while making this, enjoy!
"not even the power of gods would be able to separate me from you once you're in my arms"
"it's so cruel, almost torturous how the time gets slower when you're not with me"
"i yearn to be by your side right now"
"saying i miss you isn't even sufficient to convey how much i long for you"
"you've been consistently in my dreams"
"usually my ego is too inflated to admit this, but i'll accept defeat this one time... i miss you"
"tell me what have you been up to lately"
"this song has the same vibes as you, i can't stop repeating it"
"everytime i walk past that spot, i can't help but be reminded of the memories we made there"
"would it be embarassing to say that i hoped to accidentally bump into you, just to get a glimpse of you?"
"please, you don't have to forgive me, i just need to see you one more time"
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Witness, Chapter 3: The Agreement
Frank doubles down on his plan to join Karen in Witness Protection. Excerpt:
Once the door was shut, Karen whirled around to face Frank, putting her hands on her hips. “What is so important, Frank?”
“Karen, I’m going with you.”
“We already talked about this…” she began, but he interrupted her.
“Look, I don’t trust the FBI or the US Marshals or the CIA or whoever to keep you safe, okay? I’m going with you.”
“Frank, this is a bad idea.” She started pacing the room, agitated. Frank started to smell victory.
“Give me one reason,” he said. “One reason this won’t work.”
“Well, you’re recognizable, for one.”
“Not outside of New York. Nobody’s even heard of The Punisher once you get out past 100 miles.”
Undeterred, Karen continued, “If you’re so sure I’m going to be in danger, then you’ll be in danger, too.”
“I’m familiar with danger, in case you haven’t heard,” he deadpanned. “It obviously doesn’t bother me.”
She shot him a look, but kept pacing, chewing on a thumbnail now. “I just don’t think it will work the way you think it will work.”
“Karen,” Frank said, cocking his head to try and get in her eyeline. When that didn’t work, he walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders, stilling her. “What is really bothering you?” he asked gently.
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