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    “I know, Bruce,” Peter argued, pacing the bedroom floor.  “I understand he’s within his rights.  I just want to-” He stopped pacing and listened, shook his head and then realized Bruce couldn’t see it.  “No-it doesn’t have to be by phone.  Hell, Bruce, it doesn’t even have to be me.  I just want to get a message to ( Read more... )

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  Try as he might, Peter could not get up to the previous day’s optimism.  El had sensed his unhappy mood that morning over breakfast even though he had tried to hide it from her.  She had kissed him gently as she left and had not tried to jolly him out of his bad news.
       He drunk his coffee determinedly, read the ( Read more... )

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    “Get in,” said Sara.  Mozzie looked furtively around and dived into Sara’s car.
      “Sara!” he admonished.  “You can’t just…just pluck me off the street corner like that.  Someone might see us!”
      “You didn’t mind being seen with me earlier today,” she said, whipping the little car in and out of traffic.
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  “-brought your lunch,” said El.  She leaned down and kissed Peter’s temple fondly and pressed a small bottle into his hand.  He looked at it in surprise, then grinned.  Migraine pills.  Yep-those might make a dent in his headache.
  “Thanks, Hon,” he said, and stretched to get a real kiss.  She allowed it, then ( Read more... )

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    “Anything you could tell me would be great,” Clinton said.  He had stepped out of the office, ostensibly for a meeting, but the truth was he didn’t want his conversation to be overheard.  In the wide open spaces of their office, his deep baritone tended to carry, so he thought it wisest to take this line of inquiry ( Read more... )

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“Let’s just get up and make some coffee,” El said about four.  “Maybe we’ll think of something when our subconscious isn’t more awake than we are.”
     Peter rolled over and looked at her in the dim light, glad he no longer had to pretend to sleep.  “You are the most amazing woman on the planet,” he said.  “I’ll ( Read more... )

For Chapter 1, click HERE        Kramer had watched Peter go inside the building to testify before turning back to face Caffrey.  He had looked at the young man in front of him and felt two distinct things-the thrill of victory and the bitter taste of betrayal.  He had gained his man and his point, but lost the admiration and regard of his former ( Read more... )

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Title: Wherever You Happen To Be
Rating: Gen
Genre/Relationship: General Friendship
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 35,648 This section:  2,264
Story Summary: When Peter gives Neal the signal to run, Neal stays to protect Peter instead.  Life in DC’s Art Crimes Division can’t be that bad, right?  But living under Kramer ( Read more... )

Title: Fond Goodbyes, Chapter 1

Rating: PG-13

Genre/Relationship: Sherlock Holmes/Mary Russell (husband and wife)

Spoilers: None, really.

Warnings: None, unless you are horrified by depictions of domestic bliss

Word Count:  whole story-1,453

Whole Story Summary: Russell’s keen brain needs stimulation of an academic sort, but she is eager for ( Read more... )

Title: Cuppa

Rating: PG-13

Genre/Relationship: Sherlock Holmes/Mary Russell (husband and wife)

Spoilers: None.

Word Count:  whole story-1,782

Whole Story Summary: Russell goes down to make a cuppa, but is it tea she really wants?

Cuppa

It was no use. I got out of bed and went downstairs on the pretext of tea. If he was contentedly puffing away in his ( Read more... )