One knows the future, while bound to the present. One knows the past, blind to his future.
One is a ruthless murderer, searching for the woman who destroyed his car. One is a lover of sci-fi, searching for his spine.
Together, they will find love where they least--
Wait.
Where'd the wimpy one go?
You-- you mean he heard who he'd be shipped with and just took off?
He does realize the other half of this slashfic is clairvoyant, right?