Dean sat on one of the empty beds in the second clinic. With a pen tucked between his lips, he looked almost studious, but his legs were swinging in fits and starts beneath the weight of the book in his lap, and though it'd been several hours since his first class had ended, Dean's startled expression remained. It would probably be some time ( Read more... )

The Hub. Late for the serious drinkers, early for the night crowd looking to relax, but either way Robin's already been drinking for hours that afternoon on his own. In fact, he'd been so drunk when he'd walked into the Hub that he'd stumbled into a stool and simply put his head down on the surface of the bar for a good fifteen minutes, breathing ( Read more... )

Unfortunately, it was not the legacy he'd always dreamed of leaving behind. His name forever etched in the history books, immortalizing him for generations and generations to come. Gaius Baltar, the savior of men. Humble, brilliant, and let us not forget, devastatingly handsome... Reputation tarnished by circumstances outside his control, banished ( Read more... )

Kara stood on the shore, boots planted just out of reach of the waves, and watched the surf vomit up her squad. One by one they emerged from the foam, some of them scowling, one smiling suspiciously wide, and every last one of them gasping for breath. It was kind of beautiful to see, not that one would know she thought so, given Kara's fierce ( Read more... )

( It smelled like Hephaistos' sweaty jock-strap down here. )

Hera and Cori were a handful. Hera was three, and Cori was almost walking, and Sharon depended on John. He was a good father to both girls, and they'd all managed to create a routine that worked for the four of them ( Read more... )

Once again the Island had carried out a peaceful and democratic election, which Dale felt was always a cause for celebration. The work was done, the results were in, and it was time for everyone to let loose for one night. If there was one thing that nearly everyone on the Island agreed on, it was that they liked a good party ( Read more... )

Dated October 26, 2009:
While playing with Terpsichore, John and Dean are shocked to discover one Sam Winchester in their midst. As always, things are complicated with the Winchester boys, and nothing goes smoothly. Dean tries to reassure Sam as best he can while leading him off to meet Jessica, and though things are obviously strained, there's ( Read more... )

It'd been a few days since the island kinda sorta got back to its usual self, but some people were still wandering around like they were a little lost and Eddie couldn't blame them. It was just weird, waking up at home for a couple of days - home just the way he remembered it - and then coming back to the island again like it never happened. Maybe ( Read more... )

Dated August 4th, 2009:
Roger's birthday bash that opens the Champagne Room of the Catscratch Club.

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