Co-written with agentfraser
[Follows THIS]Izzy sat outside PPTH as she waited for James. It had been a little over three hours, but given it was a hospital, she was giving him time to find a park. Hospitals were a bitch regardless of state. She was still replaying her conversation with Cameron through her mind, trying to work out what kind of sick woman it ( Read more... )

23.1.2 "Being a Dad is the new black." - Laurence Llewelyn-Bowen
[Timed a week after THIS | Co-written with cameronpreston]Cameron shouldn't be drinking with his painkillers, but he didn't care. He poured a generous splash of Scotch into a mug and downed it quickly, squeezing his eyes closed as it burned going down. He coughed a little and then rinsed the mug ( Read more... )

[OOC: Pierce written by agentfraser | Set before THIS and all that follows]Pierce had been in a meeting and unable to take any calls for the last hour and a half. The first thing he did when he got back to his office, more than a little aggravated at the outcome of the meeting, was check his voicemail and cell for any missed calls. The last thing he expected ( Read more... )

18.1.5. “Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.” - Unknown

Co-written with agentfraser | Follows THIS, THIS but before THISMarc had slept sporadically the night before, but at least he managed to get a bit of rest. He wasn't what could be called 'refreshed', but it was leaps and bounds on what he ( Read more... )

Co-written with agentfraser | Follows THIS, THIS and THISIzzy had stayed with Cameron until he'd had to go into the passenger lounge. She wrapped her jacket tighter around her body as she made her way back through the airport. With Cameron gone she was left alone with thoughts of James and Ali. Ali she could face, even if she wanted to yell at the woman for ( Read more... )

18.1.4. “Remember, we all stumble, every one of us. That's why it's a comfort to go hand in hand.” - Emily Kimbrough

Co-written with cameronpreston

Cameron couldn't even begin to say how much he hated driving on the opposite side of the road. Bloody America and its goddamn back-to-front fucking everything. He hated driving in New York. Hated it. It was too big ( Read more... )

Sometimes she missed her old life more than she cared to admit. She woke up remembering faces she’d left behind, cases she’d left unfinished, and him. Ali wasn’t one of the faces; she’d been keeping in contact with her best friend even if it was just emails and phone calls. It was the in-person she was craving, especially now that her goddaughter ( Read more... )