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... )

Under the cover of darkness, Nicki Grant tiptoed down to the waterfall, wrapped tightly in a terrycloth bathrobe, her hair slicked back into a ponytail. There was a mischievous smile tilting her lips, her eyes darting around in search of witnesses, because in Nicki's world, she was about to get away with something scandalousShe was alone. In more ( Read more... )

There's something satisfying about it. It's not a big bonfire, not particularly big at all in its pit lined with stones, but it throws off enough heat to make him sweat, and it sends up smoke towards the sky. The sky is blue, a peculiar sort of aching blue. Looking up at it for too long sort of hurts so he looks down instead, takes a swig of the ( Read more... )

Another Christmas. Another holiday without her family, and it pained her now to think that she still missed all of them. Not only her husband and sisterwives and children, but her sisters at Juniper Creek, her mother, Papa and God forbid, even Alby. The cartoonish, secular good cheer, the snow and the fairy lights and the pastel gingerbread houses ( Read more... )

Even with all the parties that I helped coordinate throughout the year, Tabula Rasa Day had become my favorite. I'm not sure who started the tradition, but civic-minded as I'd become, I appreciated the idea of us having our own, self-determined tradition that celebrated not some holiday brought from another culture, but us as a community. Half ( Read more... )

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He's been thinking about the Enterprise a lot lately. To say lately implies that he ever really stopped, which isn't true. At some point during the enedless Starfleet mentoring sessions, Pike had told Jim that it must be Hell to be married to the Captain of a Starship. He'd made a joke about his ex-wife and Jim hadn't really understood what he ( Read more... )

Never before in his entire time on the island had Lennox been hit with so many disappearances at once. He was depressed as all hell, lonely, and pretty damn angry at the whole situation, but he hadn't talked about it much. There wasn't much to say and not many people left to even say it to, which was why he was sitting on the beach surrounded by ( Read more... )

Dated July 25th, 2010:
"Nobody's ever bought me flowers," says Cooper, blinking a little and, reflexively, covering the bruising on the side of his face with one hand as he straightens up, pushing up against the pillow. He breaks into a reflexive smile, though ( Read more... )

After a month on the island, there are still Good days and Bad days. The Bad days mostly had to do with dinosaurs and stitches and endless fucking rain, and being pretty sure that he was going to die here, which is never a nice feeling for an eighteen year old kid to have. Europe had had its ups and downs but Cooper had always known that Scotty ( Read more... )