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"Already Seen"
by Chel
Written in response to the me_and_thee_100 challenge deja vu
Edited: The ending was killing me, so I changed it. Hey, it's my party, and I'll fiddle if I want to. Tee hee.

As he stepped up to the small bungalow, a strange feeling washed over him.

“Huh, I dreamed this,” he thought. He held a precious boxed gift in one hand and knocked ( Read more... )

Written for the me_and_thee_100 prompt: darknessLong ago, young Davey learned the value of darkness for sharing secrets among friends ( Read more... )

TITLE: Expendable

FOR: magic_moni (SH911 Secret Santa 2012)
GEN/SLASH: Gen

LENGTH: ~ 4,000
WARNINGS: A damn, a hell, maybe a fuck or two.
( How many more cops gotta be killed before I become expendable? )

While there is nothing explicit in this drabble, I'm putting it behind a cut because it deals with the aftermath of rape, which is a difficult subject for some readers.

( Role Play )

Written for the me_and_thee_100  drabble prompt Allison May/Laura Anderson (Targets Without a Badge character).
Double drabble.

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Written for the me_and_thee_100  prompt "Fat Rolly" in early June; I've just remembered to put it here!

Mommy’s New Necklace

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The subject of child abuse, per The Crying Child episode, came up in the SH911 LJ group this week, and prompted this snippet.

( Warning - it ain't pretty... )

It rains down over his eyes, washes away the tears.

“You okay in there?”

Not really, no.

He scrubs, but the soap doesn’t cleanse.

“Can I come in?”

Please don’t.

His hair sits flat against his head, grime running down his shoulder in dirty rivulets.

“I’m worried about you.”

I’ll be okay. “Just… give me a minute.”

He wearily exits the shower, towel ‘round his ( Read more... )

Starsky set his leather-bound notebook in his lap. “I promise, Hutch, you’ll love this one.”

Hutch rolled his eyes. This was going to be one very long stakeout. “Do I have a choice?”

“Of course you do. Now, where was I? That’s right - it was a dark and stormy night,” Starsky re-opened his book and continued. “The rain…”

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