New Atlantis had filtered away again, so much that she was the last Atlantian left in the clearing of huts. She wasn't nearly as concerned about that as she might have been before. She wouldn't have wished for Jennifer to stay behind after Ronon had returned home, and she wouldn't have wished for Jill, who she'd come to consider a part of the city ( Read more... )

She'd set out to map the stars of the island, knowing full well how difficult that could be. It might even prove impossible, but she worked toward it anyway. It was pleasant business, and certainly kept her distracted from any longing she might have had for her dwindled coffee supply--especially given that the Compound coffee had just as much ( Read more... )

When one lived with a spy, one could either get used to the fact that said spy would know everything that you did or one could become really, really sneaky. Coraline was getting quite adept at being sneaky or at least she liked to think she was. Usually her sneakiness meant avoiding Adam like the plague or plaguing him with questions until he went ( Read more... )

Christmas season was comparatively better than the last. In fact, as a child, to wake up here during this Christmas season, would have been a dream come true, complete with a jolly Santa Claus and ice castles. Sedgewick helped with maintaining her cheer, as well ( Read more... )

The island always changed. There were the subtle shifts only long-term residents would recognize--rarely were they pleasant changes--and there were those which anyone might recognize, even if they appeared in the middle of it ( Read more... )

New Atlantis, like her mother city, persisted. Time passed, the world, whichever it was on, turned. The Island played its games, and dealt its tricks, and dear friends and family vanished without a word. Eras faded from one to another, and those who called it home changed from generation to generation, yet New Atlantis persisted. For every dear ( Read more... )

She'd discovered it the day he'd vanished. It wasn't immediate, as she hardly tracked his every move, every day, and his personal and professional duties kept him quite busy at times. By the end of the day, however, it was clear that he--and most of his possessions--were vanished completely. When it was first confirmed, the sudden, overwhelming ( Read more... )

It was a bit odd, really, how he found himself there.

He'd been attempting to teach Austen a trick (And mostly failing, because she seemed determined on doing everything but what she was supposed to be doing), when he'd heard a knock on his door. That, in itself was not unusual. While he might have guiltily acknowledged that he'd become a bit more ( Read more... )

Jack had taken Nate and carted him off to the kitchen. He hadn't gotten much time with the kid lately and it was time to fix that. There were thing the kid needed to know, and a year old was a good time to start working on it. There was no way the boy was going to get out of learning to flirt. There had been a few tears on the way, but the time ( Read more... )