AN: a little useless ficlet to maybe make some disgruntled Twitter friends smile a bit. Thanks to Darcy for letting me borrow the characters. WARNING: total schmaltzy gooeyness ahead.
Pulling him out of his dream, edging into the corners of his REM sleep and expanding rapidly, something in his waking conscience was telling him to open his eyes. He ( Read more... )

A short linking chapter before we get to the end and to let you know I have not forgotten about this story. EVERYBODY finishes their Christmas story in May, right? Marys, this one is for you.

oh yeah, and Sam says 'fuck' in this. a lot.Sam spent the first ten minutes after she left pacing his living room, working hard to not put his fist right ( Read more... )

Not sure I stated this before, but I do not own the characters I am using - I am just borrowing them for a bit. Thank you to the many friends and commenters, you guys are a special kind of awesome. Special thanks to Allison, who decided on Sam's birthdate, and Shay, who helped with the birthstones and their meaning. Oh, and, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BIRDIE ( Read more... )

This one is dedicated to Marys and Shay, both of whom never let me forget about this story. Thanks for the encouragement guys. Also, this chapter has some religious undertones, I meant no harm and no Catholics were hurt during production - I don't think anyway. A few days after New Year’s, Sam stood waiting by his front window for his ride to P.T ( Read more... )

Staring into the darkening room, hockey game a forgotten blur of blue and red jerseys, Sam focused in on the four nail pops in the ceiling above the TV. They’d been there since he moved in almost ten years ago, but somehow they looked different to him now, as if they somehow should be healing themselves like the line of skin where the bullet, and ( Read more... )

Oh look, another one-shot that is going to be at least three chapters.He should be more of an asshole ( Read more... )

A teeny tiny little ficlet (and this is in no way a reference to Sam's man parts-obviously), just for a little fun. This is set somewhere in the middle of S4, before the Marlo shit-storm and the Nick... what the hell was that, anyway? Shout-out to sourgummysharks and sm_chick - thanks for the inspiration, girls.Be-bopping down the hall, ear buds ( Read more... )

A/N Well...here it is, for better or for worse. Thanks for coming along for the ride.Lost in his own melancholy, he doesn’t notice the human form on his front stoop until he is three steps away from it. So much for being a trained observer, he thinks to himself, right before he recognizes the coat the form is wearing ( Read more... )

A/N Really, really wanted to make this a five parter, but was too long to post as one chapter - I swear. Also a disclaimer of sorts: I am only familiar with the U.S. Criminal Justice system, I made up any and all references to Canadian law or the enforcement of those laws. And there you have it; too damn lazy to look it up.

When we last left our ( Read more... )

A/N Damn..Sam is a tough nut to crack - even in my mind. In any case, here he his, heart splayed out for all to see...Sam stands his ground, looking directly into her eyes, no sign of fear or trepidation and definitely no signs of a joke being played out ( Read more... )