DS9 Comment Ficathon
Welcome to the first-ever DS9 Comment Ficathon!
This'll run as long as prompts and fills keep coming in (I'll be compiling the first masterlist next week). If you've never participated in a commentfic post, it's pretty straightforward!
To leave a prompt:1. All prompts should be left as a top-level comment to this post, not as a response to other ( Read more... )
This'll run as long as prompts and fills keep coming in (I'll be compiling the first masterlist next week). If you've never participated in a commentfic post, it's pretty straightforward!
To leave a prompt:1. All prompts should be left as a top-level comment to this post, not as a response to other ( Read more... )
"That means...."
"That means that I'm not supposed to be talking to you at all, but I couldn't resist."
Lennie still looks suspicious, but that's pretty much his default expression.
"Emony worried about you. She thought of you often and hoped that you had found some kind of happiness after you and Jocelyn divorced. She missed talking to you, Lennie. I guess I just wanted to see for myself that you're alright."
"So Starfleet's greenlighting time travel for personal reasons now?"
"No. I'm here for another reason. Right now I'm just satisfying a century's worth of curiosity. It always felt like we had unfinished business between us."
"Why are you here?" Lennie stretches a hand out toward the wall comm and then pauses before activating it. "How do I know you are who you say you are?"
"I can't tell you why I'm here. That would violate the Temporal Prime Directive." Lennie raises his eyebrows, and Jadzia remembers the directive hasn't been implemented yet. "Actually talking to you at all as myself violates the Temporal Prime Directive, but as the crew of this ship is in large part to blame for its creation, I think the universe can deal. As far as my identity, you took Emony to Rowan Oak after dark and snuck her into the grounds with the help of a friend who worked there. We made love in the grass with your coat underneath us and the fireflies as thick as stars in the sky. Emony was very flexible. In fact you said you'd never seen anyone able to put her..."
"Okay." Lennie raises his hand. "I believe you." The tips of his ears are pink.
Jadzia needs to leave. Benjamin expects her in the next ten minutes, and she can't afford for him to come looking for her. She steps closer to Lennie and cups his face in both her hands. "Are you happy, Lennie?"
Lennie closes his eyes for a minute as if he's taking an inventory and then he smiles that smile that first attracted Emony's attention, this wicked slice of a grin that grabs Jadzia in the gut and makes her wish they had more time to become reacquainted. "Yeah. I'm happy."
"That's all I needed to know," Jadzia says, and then she kisses him, licks into his mouth until he fists his hands in her uniform and presses her back into the medi-bed. He tastes just like she remembers, makes that sweet little sound in the back of his throat just like she remembers. Jadzia pulls away and straightens her uniform. "Take care of yourself, Lennie," she says and leaves sickbay before she's guilty of violating more than the Temporal Prime Directive.
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Also, great dialogue, like my favorite line: "So Starfleet's greenlighting time travel for personal reasons now?" I can just hear DeForest Kelley grouching that one out! Lovely, lovely story. Thank you.
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What awesome feedback. Thank you!
(I am in love with your icon. *admires*)
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Thank you so much.
I happen to be in perfect agreement with you as far as more Dax/McCoy goes. And since Ole Miss is my alma mater, I enjoy getting to throw in those real life details that make a story more fun. :)
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but as the crew of this ship is in large part to blame for its creation, I think the universe can deal.
I lol'd. Nice work, and a great pairing.
S.
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*glee*
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