Hunter hadn't seen Michael every day, or even weekly. They did their own things, they sometimes sat with each other at meals and sometimes not. Michael gave him his space while making sure Hunter knew he was always there if he needed him. He was old enough to take care of himself, but he had a family, as fractured and reassembled as the island had ( Read more... )

"I still think there should be something in there about Austrians."

Alex sighed. The chick had been bugging him ever since he'd put the sign up. All he had wanted to do was find out just who on the island spoke German and instead it was turning into some sort of major discussion about exactly who was a German.

"Well, I thought that was sort of, you ( Read more... )

All things considered, life was going pretty fucking well for Bill. Sure, there was a down side to things, as there always was - he missed home and Egypt, he missed the rest of his family, and he missed his magic. But there were plenty of ticks under the 'good' column as well - he had three of his brothers with him, he had some of the best mates he ( Read more... )

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... )

The island had done it again. Whether it was pure chance or benevolence none of them would ever know, but somehow, someway, the place had seen fit to give them all booze again ( Read more... )

Hunter had taken his bike out a few times since the snow melted, but he was trying to conserve fuel. The cold weather probably did him a favor, keeping what little gas he had left from evaporating, but it was going to be gone soon and he would be fucked. So today he drove out to the clearing where he'd stashed the gear that came with the bike to ( Read more... )

If you had been upstairs in the Compound or in the Hub at six in the evening of December 31, you might have thought your eyes were playing tricks on you, or that you'd once again been whisked off to some strange, new place. Within the blink of an eye, the rooms had changed, sparkling instantly with festive decorations, and it was all so ( Read more... )

Tim's actually disappointed it's not raining. Those had always been his favorite games, the memories of mud on his knees and clumps of grass stuck in his helmet lingering long past any memories of who scored the first touchdown and who got credit for the sack in the second quarter. Still, his adrenaline for a real, actual game (even without real ( Read more... )

Hunter was bored and cranky. Everyone he knew was so fucking moody these days that it wasn't any fun to hang out with them. He was trying not to let everyone else's pissy attitude affect his own, but it wasn't easy when you were surrounded by it ( Read more... )

The body wasn't his and he wasn't entirely sure whose it was. He hadn't even seen his, yet, which was very disconcerting. He'd tried stopping by New Atlantis, but whoever it was in his body was already gone. This was worse than when he'd been young. At least then he'd been recognizable once Ianto had realized that the person with the long hair ( Read more... )