The rain had faded away approximately a week before but Helen hadn't really had the chance to get out in the sun and just enjoy it. First, it was wanting to finish a book she'd found in the Compound, then it was clinic duties...but on a Sunday afternoon, even she had to admit there was very little in the way of work she could contrive. She had, ( Read more... )

Trixa was fond of bars. Not the bright, pounding, fantasy-inspired showpieces that were synonymous with her her chosen home of Las Vegas, but the smaller, older holes-in-the walls that she'd modeled her own business after. Worn wood stained with time, tracked-in dirt, spilled drinks and spilled blood in some cases, all blended together and aged to ( Read more... )

Time on the island was something of a relative concept, but the calendar said it was July the 4th today, and to Harry that meant only one thing: barbecue time. It'd been an awfully long time since he'd last set foot on American soil, and to him that made it all the more important to keep up with traditions from home. There were enough displaced ( Read more... )

There was a definite chance that he would have felt differently if he had been directly affected by it, but Lew was almost a little disappointed when the Island hijinks had ended and things had gone back to being relatively normal. Or as normal as anyone here ever really expected magical island living to be ( Read more... )

Strange Island Happening Weekends happened to be Temperance's favorite kind of weekends, even when they shifted away from weekends. That was, of course, after the relaxed domestic weekends where she and her family-- her family-- could walk the beach and look for evidence of giant squid ( Read more... )

Hawkeye was accustomed to waking up in unfamiliar beds with unfamiliar women, but this was the first time he had woken up literally inside one. He'd known immediately that something was wrong. Nerves were reporting sensation from parts he didn't even have, his brain's internal map telling him that he was not his usual tall and gangly shape. When ( Read more... )

Tuesday afternoon finds me in the rec room, having done my shift at the IPD, and having grabbed a decent lunch. Zell was tied up at school, so I had a little time to myself.

Intellectually, I knew that this was a good and healthy thing. I suspected that if I spent every waking hour with Zell, we could burn out, and I didn't want that to happen. ( Read more... )

One thing I'd learned in my time on the island was that you could always count on people to lend a hand when you needed it. It had taken most of the day, but working together we'd managed to transform the rec center gym into something straight out of a Fifties flashback ( Read more... )

She was holding onto sleep. The part of her that knew something was wrong, that this wasn't a place she was supposed to be, that there could be danger was screaming in the back of her mind, but she shoved it down and away to hold onto those last moments of sleep. Because somewhere in her awareness, she knew she was lying on a beach, her back on the ( Read more... )

"Hi. Welcome to the first meeting of glee club."

Oh God, I don't know how to do this without threatening them. What would Mr. Schue say? What would-- what would Rachel say? She lives for this."I'm Quinn Fabray, and I sing. I used to be a cheerleader, but I sing now. I really love singing, and we had this glee club at home. It's, um, it's a ( Read more... )