( He hadn’t exactly planned to buy her anything, but then he’d passed the shop and found it impossible to resist. She’d get a kick out of it and if the two of them got the time then a small, harmless sibling rivalry would be fun. )

It was odd. While Des could usually be rather upfront about her thoughts and feelings, with Worth it was almost like she didn't have to. He was definitely something she was interested in. Honestly and truly, she had been interested in him since the day they drove to base together ( Read more... )

Lou had always been a creative girl. In a strange sort of way. She'd already used her permanent markers around the Mess Hall. The back of the plates had been victim to Louisa's boredom. Each plate had a new and interesting little design on the back. Some of the glasses getting smiling faces, sad faces, crazy faces. All sorts of colors and types ( Read more... )

The jeep rolled into the garage, and Lou was informed of who, where and when to report. Nodding intently, she took the instructions in and stepped out of the garage, looking around for the building she'd been ordered to check ( Read more... )

With everything being so damn cold, Jane avoiding the whole 'lets go outside during the day' thing because it was just insane, and really, he didn't like cold that much. His stint serving in Antarctica had proved that to him years ago. Instead he sat in the mess hall, his fire arm taken apart on the table in front of him, cleaning it out ( Read more... )

As the jeep pulled into the garage, Foxx climbed out of the back, grabbing her backpack as she did so; she liked to travel light, less to leave behind when she had to run. The trip hadn't been totally unfortunate, and the way the flustered MP skittered out of the jeep and away backed that up ( Read more... )

Lt. Worth was not happy. He did not like the snow. He'd already ruined two of his favoured flight suits, and his rubix cube was still no where near done. And his hands itched to be in a cockpit. They said it wasn't punishment -who the fuck were they kidding? He'd been shipped out to the middle of nowhere, Russia because he was a mutant and that was ( Read more... )

Des pulled into the garage, shutting off the Jeep and keeping her hands on the wheel. She'd passed through the gates no problem. A flash of ID, a big grin and she and Worth were in. No problem. She was just sitting because it was going to be a minute for her to get over the fact that the car was actually holding still.

The drive from St. Petersburg ( Read more... )