Challenge 117 Memories
Title: A Fair Distance Part Four
Author: Laurie
Type: Slash
Rating: Pg-17
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Challenge 198  Distance
Author: Laurie
Title: A Fair Distance:Running on Empty
Type: Slash
Word Count: 3000 words
Rating: Pg-13, for language.
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Summary:   Blair no longer lives in Cascade with Jim ( Read more... )

Title: Compromising... Positions
Author:  Laurie
Word Count: 1000ish
Rating: Gen
Type: Pre-slash, Gen
Warnings: None

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Challenge 196   Loss
Title: Penalty
Author: Laurie
Rating: Gen
Warnings: None
Word Count: 700 words

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Alex and Jim

Kiss of Compulsion

Blair is stunned and nauseated when he sees Jim, his Jim, kissing Alex on the beach, the spectacular sunrise blossoming behind them.

His eyes follow the tall, graceful sentinels as they fall to their knees in the sand, their lips locked together.

Resentfully, Blair watches Jim fucking her with his ( Read more... )

100 word Drabble

A Deviation of Normal

Jim pays no attention to Mother's Day.

He makes non-appreciative noises when women gush over their Mother's Day gifts or co-workers blather about presents given to their mothers.

He redirects questions regarding his mother, his gifts to her, and her whereabouts. To bolder inquirers, he just shrugs and says she's ( Read more... )

Challenge 192  Trapped

Title:  On the Road, Again.

Author: Laurie

Type: Slash( but no sex)  J/B, B/S

Rating: R( but only 'cause of some wishful thinking on Blair's part)

Warnings:  Blair's a little worse for wear. Mild cussing.

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Personal Space

“Five bucks, Rafe,” Jim overheard as he and Blair walked out of the bullpen, “told you they couldn’t go two hours without touching. Hairboy and Jim don’t do personal space.”

”Great. Doesn’t H have anything better to do than bet on me and Sandburg?” Jim snorted silently to himself.  “Personal space, crap, he got that off Oprah ( Read more... )