Gil looks at Heather's sleeping form, and sees the future. Their future, him and her and little Allison too. He sees school plays Disneyland, playdates at home. . Moonlit dinners, beach-walks, love making under the stars.  He sees them together, growing old. Raising Allison to be strong.

He sees these things.

This bright future.

Grab it!

Now!

I need to start writing real fics, but these are just so much fun!

This is Jim and Catherine teasing Gil a bit. Implied Gil/Lady Heather

"So what are you going to get Heather?" Jim asked.

"If she's lucky, a bed with matching leather straps."

"Funny, maybe you two should headline at Ceaser's."

"And give all this up?" Catherine asked. "Besides, you'd be ( Read more... )

I guess you could say this takes place after/during Slaves of Las Vegas. Sorta Lady Heather's impression of Gil.

Missed by one word! D'oh!

It's always the quiet ones that are the most surprising. They're the ones you have to watch out for. They are the ones with the darkest curiosities. Surprising even themselves with their appetites. They fool ( Read more... )

In case your wondering, or ever want to give it a try, a dribble is a 55 word fic. The 1st sentence is 10 words long, the 2nd sentence is 9 words long, the 3rd  sentence is 8 words long . . . You get the idea.  For some reason it reminds me of a haiku.

I wrote this during my lunch break (I gotta do something to keep from falling asleep).

I purposely ( Read more... )