Fic list

Game Point:   http://scout-kent.livejournal.com/8265.html

Broken http://scout-kent.livejournal.com/8161.html

Acts of Contrition http://scout-kent.livejournal.com/7447.html

Blocked http://scout-kent.livejournal.com/19583.html

Boy Kissing for phoebesmum http://scout-kent.livejournal.com/2206.html

Gateway http://scout-kent.livejournal.com/1569.html

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SN Holidays Fic - - happy holidays, fizzerbass!  Sorry for the lack of cut tags; LJ is being crazy wonky tonight.  ((now edited to fix my valley girl typo))

Casey didn't get to talk to Dan much at the Christmas party. It was the official gig, not the fun one, and network reps kept pulling them in different directions, figuring they could talk to ( Read more... )

Sports Night fic; Danny and his brothers

The fight isn’t his fault, but Danny knows his parents won’t see it that way. He’s never the one to throw the first punch - David’s twice his size; he’s not an idiot - but he gets just as much blame. Which wasn’t fair, because it wasn’t like he ever tried to bother David. It just always turned out that way.

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SN100 Challenge #149/Want

Title: Boy Scout

Danny wanted to go to camp that year more than anything.

So when Sam showed him the deep scratch he’d put on the family car with his bike, he didn’t offer to take the blame.

Usually he didn’t mind - he wanted to protect Sam. He was always in trouble anyway. But this was bad; Dad would flip. Grounding wouldn ( Read more... )

Charlie sat on Casey’s lap as the police officer gently questioned him. Charlie started crying when he was asked if any of the hostages are hurt. "They hit Danny. They hit him with the gun, because he wasn’t sitting right, and kicked him really hard."

"When was this? Was he, ah, awake when you left?"

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The young police officer  walked back to Casey. "Mr. McCall? We’ve got to move you out of the area."

"What? No, I’m staying. My son’s in there; Danny’s in there. I need to be here when they come out."

"I understand that, but we have a hostage situation, and the media is showing up. We don’t know if these guys have a radio or television in there, ( Read more... )

"Police are on their way, sir." The dispatcher’s voice was calm. "Stay on the line with me until an officer shows up to talk to you."

Just then, a police car pulled up next to Casey instead of racing by like the others. The officer who got out looked tense and grim and much, much too young to be on the police force.

"You phoned it in? Suspected bank ( Read more... )

Casey carefully refolded the map and glanced at the bank impatiently. What on earth was Danny doing? Showing Charlie off to the entire bank staff, no doubt, and flirting like mad if Kyra was working today. But not really, really flirting with her, he reminded himself with a grin. Still, they really did need to get to the cabin before dark. Surely ( Read more... )

Casey took a deep breath as he watched them walk into the bank, Charlie holding Danny’s hand like he sometimes did when he forgot that he was ten.

It would be okay. He was glad, really, that Charlie was in the tiny club of people who knew. Just three, counting Charlie.

Casey felt a fluttering of guilt when he thought of how upset Danny had looked ( Read more... )

 Oh, noes! Danny is in peril, and little Charlie too!

What? Why are you laughing? Banks get robbed all the time. Somebody's gotta be in them at the time, and I say Danny and Charlie. It could happen.

Please note: This fic is complete. I am posting it in parts because LJ likes to smack my long bits up the head. Also, it are Suspenseful.

Casey tried ( Read more... )