In Less Than Twelve Hours

"This time the brandy went smooth down a woman's throat and the glass was left on the mahogany side table with the brilliant scarlet half-moon imprint of her lips. She was waiting and at six pm. Six pm the death knell would ring." Basically what I think's going to happen in the S9 finale. If you're into S9, this fic'll probably be a good fit ;) Brothers-centric though fyi.