Alex Cabot had once heard that the definition of insanity was doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting different results.

By the strictest sense, then, Alex wasn't insane. Every few hours, when she stopped researching long enough to lift her phone and dial Gibbs' number, she fully expected the same nasal computerized voice to inform ( Read more... )

Hermione would do work at work again, really. It was just that she'd gotten today's issue of the Daily Prophet delivered by owl on her way out the door this morning, and immediately she realized that names in it were different than they should be. There was a different person writing this column than usual, or the Minister of Magic wasn't who he ( Read more... )

Usually when Hermione was at work, she was at work, doing work-related things. Instead, however, she was trying to look up the names of people she knew from the Muggle world, since that seemed easier than trying to slip the name of someone she'd known at Hogwarts into conversation and hope they were remembered. She knew there was a difference ( Read more... )

Hermione had spent most of yesterday cleaning up the messes she'd made over the weekend. She'd always thought she'd been a beat child, and she had been. The problem was, when you went unsupervised and had to do some things yourself and were only so tall and coordinated, messes got made. And she didn't even want to talk about the dirt smudges she ( Read more... )

Hermione had gone back home for a visit last week, and while it wasn't the first time she'd done that lately, it also wasn't the first time she ended up feeling homesick when she got back to Fandom. Maybe that meant she should start thinking more seriously about how much longer she wanted to be here ( Read more... )

The last week had been much too quiet, and Hermione was glad to have people around again. Not that she expected them to be coming in here, but still, she knew they were around ( Read more... )

Given that everyone seemed to be away this week, Hermione would have thought today might be an easy day at work. Except that every little thing possible seemed to be going wrong today. She woke up late, and only because Crookshanks was loudly destroying something in the kitchen, the shower didn't warm up till she was just about to get out of it, ( Read more... )

It probably shouldn't shock anyone that Hermione was feeling a little down after the weekend. She missed Ron and Harry already, and she'd be lying if she said there wasn't part of her that wondered if it might be about time to go home. But she meant what she'd told Harry. She was actually learning things from her job, things that she thought ( Read more... )

Hermione generally didn't spend her weeks just waiting to get to Friday. As someone who'd loved school and now liked her work, unless things were going really badly, she didn't see a reason to rush through the fun stuff. She was definitely looking forward to the weekend, though, and was trying to be very sure that it didn't affect her work. She ( Read more... )

Hermione was done fighting by owl. She'd had to send a letter off yesterday explaining her weekend, which she thought killed the arguing. Especially since she had a feeling after hearing about it, Ron might mind her being here just a little less. So there were no owls coming to work and disrupting things ( Read more... )