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Wow, this is incredibly beautiful. I LOVE how you used Bob here; he can be so annoying with his unsolicited advice, but he's not always wrong. :) And Victoria has pain and love so twisted up, and therefore so does Fraser, here, and it's lovely to see those concepts untangled in the aftermath. There's such a gorgeous, simple precision to this; for all the metaphor, it's so concrete. The train track stretches off into questions and uncertainty and that's so tempting--especially for someone like Fraser, who lives by the ideal and the theoretical--but Fraser has to realize where and what he is: he's alive, he's in the place he's made his home, he has Ray. (HE HAS RAY. Who is right there, and loves him SO MUCH, however you want to characterize that.) He's a man, not an idea, at the end, and sometimes maybe he forgets that. I adore this.