Sorry, been dead busy this week! But without further delay...

Title: Previous Convictions

Word Count: This part 2,629. Total 70,000

Spoilers: None, really. I suppose if you’ve never seen Life on Mars there might be one or two…but it won’t make sense, either!

Pairings: None to begin with, Ray/Chris eventually.

Rating: Brown Cortina

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Title: Previous Convictions

Word Count: This part 4,700. Total 70,000

Spoilers: None, really. I suppose if you’ve never seen Life on Mars there might be one or two…but it won’t make sense, either!

Pairings: None to begin with, Ray/Chris eventually.

Rating: Brown Cortina

Disclaimer: The only things which belong to me are the mistakes.

Summary: It’s a long ( Read more... )

Title: Previous Convictions

Word Count: This part 4,700. Total 70,000

Spoilers: None, really. I suppose if you’ve never seen Life on Mars there might be one or two…but it won’t make sense, either!

Pairings: None to begin with, Ray/Chris eventually.

Rating: Brown Cortina

Disclaimer: The only things which belong to me are the mistakes.

Summary: It’s a long ( Read more... )

Title: Not a creature was stirring...
Author: elfbert 
Recipient: gritsinmisery 
Rating: Blue Cortina
Word Count: 2168
Notes/Warnings: Erm..none, don't think. Well, unbeta'd...sorry. Written for the Armed Bastards Christmas exchange.
Summary: Waiting is the hardest part...
Prompt: Ray/Chris, Christmas Eve or New Year's Eve. "I'm never up much past midnight."

( Waiting is the hardest part... )

I'm eating a BIG bowl of Olives. Some of them are stuffed with exciting things - ginger, lemon and garlic ( Read more... )

Title: Shooting From The Hip
Word Count: 1800
Spoilers: none
Pairings: Ray/Chris
Rating: Brown Cortina
Disclaimer: The slash is mine, the boys aren’t. They’d have more fun if they were though.
Summary: Porntoberfest...need I say more?
A/N: Thanks to xcazzie and nebula99

( It's...PORNTOBERFEST! )

It is the thing many a bad slash writer has touted around...it is a thing of myth and legend.( it is... )

Hours later I haven’t moved, the door chime finally pulls me out of my thoughts.

“Enter,” I call, my voice almost cracking.

“Trip,” Jon says, walking in. “Penfold made it. He’s just come out of surgery. Phlox says it’ll be a while before he wakes up, but he’s through the worst.”

I nod, not caring, although I know I should. Malcolm always said that ( Read more... )

Almost a week later everything seems to be back to normal - Mal's been putting in long hours and I'm not sure if it's because of the pictures or because he wants the armoury in top shape for Tom's arrival. Possibly a bit of both. He tells me what he's been doing occasionally, but whilst I can keep up with some of what he says, the weapons-related ( Read more... )

We snuggle together, enjoying the warmth. I can't help but trace my finger over the darkening bruises on his body, although he doesn't seem at all concerned by his injuries.

"Never thought losing my virginity would be so good," I say quietly, smiling at him.

Mal stays silent.

"How'd you lose yours?" I ask, gathering Mal in my arms so his head rests on ( Read more... )