When all was said and done, it looked like something out of a storybook ( Read more... )

When all was said and done, it looked like something out of a storybook ( Read more... )

Even with months of experience, Alex Drake doesn't handle boredom very well.

She leans against the bookshelf, browsing through the latest dubious attraction (Transcending Post-Infidelity Stress Disorder, really?) as she trails her hand along what looks like the nearly-empty top shelf, until she hits rattling plastic. Alex, her eyebrow raised, ( Read more... )

Dated March 5, 2009:

Benny is still recovering from the injuries sustained in the caves, so Alex decides to join her for a spot of self-medicating. Some gin and a few joints later, things take a turn for the unexpected. Unexpected for Alex, at least.

[ HERE | Completed | NC-17]

It had been a good plan at the time. He was hot, he was going home from training, he was filthy, and the waterfall was right there. Yeah, it had been a good plan when he'd thought of it. He'd shamelessly stripped his shirt off and dropped it at the top of the falls, then picked his way carefully down to the ledge that jutted out high above the pool ( Read more... )

Summary: Bernice gets trapped in a cave-in; Dick rescues her and Bev saves her life. Overall rating: PG13, one thread NC17. Note: All threads are linked in the first linked post for story flow, but linked separately here for convenience.

( when booze and a shag just won't do )

( Warning for LOST season 5 spoilers. )

It had been days already, but Benny still couldn't get any decent rest. Every time she drifted off the nightmares would come and she'd wake up soaked in sweat, with some monster's name on her lips. She'd loved to blame it on the painkillers, but that was a bit too self-deceptive even for her. No, she'd fucked up and she'd fucked up but good and ( Read more... )

Months and months ago, back when Saffron had told Warrick her idea about opening a strip club on the island, it had seemed more like a distant thing, a concept, rather than an actual solid possibility. But they'd been planning, and working, and now the day had finally come: opening night. The building crew had done a fantastic job. The furniture ( Read more... )

The first clue that something was wrong was that Lee had slept more soundly than he had in months. Martha was always up at random intervals during the night, so Lee usually ended up waking up when she did most of the time, if only for a minute or two. Sometime before dawn, he'd woken up and noticed that she wasn't there, and figured she'd gone for ( Read more... )