So... this is a companion piece to " Though I Know She Lies"  And yet again, the Shakespeare sonnet provides me with... words... there's not enough to be plot.

Concrit is my friend.  Give me Friends.

Jack POV... Angst... Set in mid Season Eight...

and is..... *drumroll*

When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her, though I know she ( Read more... )

I was in a good mood until I wrote this....  Its kind of angst, with a touch of humour...

Perfection

He found her sat on the edge of his dock, bare feet dangling in the water as she regarded her toes thoughtfully.  She didn’t give any sign that she’d noticed his approach, though he was fairly sure she knew exactly where he was.

He sat next to her, ( Read more... )

So, I was randomly looking at Shakespeare sonnets (just don't ask, just really don't) and I find this one - I remember it being used in the context of a Spooks episode as one of the MI5 spooks had it quoted to then by their non-MI5 boyfriend.  So my mind immediately jumps to Sam.

And this thing happened.  It could be Pete/Sam, it could be Joe/Sam.  ( Read more... )

It was strange, how a sound could hurt.

The staccato of an automatic cutting across a barren plateau was the first. Raw, eager and naïve he’d been on that first mission. And that sound had changed it. It had been the first time he’d seen anyone killed, but it wouldn’t be the last by a long way. And he’d been the one wielding the gun.

So that was life ( Read more... )

Fishing.

Sometimes she hates that it implies something more, because it means she can never see her Colonel at peace.

She’s never seen him completely still, completely relaxed. She’s seen him rigid, on the verge of explosive action. She’s never seen him hold a fishing rod. She imagines he would hold it as he holds his beer, but more so. If that makes ( Read more... )

New ff!

Title - Thoughts
Rating - All Ages
Summary - Jack's thoughts during one scene of D&C
Spoilers - D&C

He glanced sideways at the reassuringly solid presence beside him.  The zat charged up.  He grimaced a little - he understood the need for it, and if he was going to get shot with one of the things there was no one he’d rather be shot by than Teal ( Read more... )