stories in progress and stories hopefully to, you know, sometime be in progress

[bedlamsbard]

1. Bloody Sunday. CSI:NY, Bardverse. Shades of gray, blurred lines. The NYPD Crime Lab never has known when too far is too far.

I am very tentatively considering rewriting this now that I have a better idea of the outcome and have improved a lot as a writer, but I'm still very tentative because I don't actually have a plot.

2. The Man Who Wasn't There. CSI:NY, Bardverse. Five years after Bloody Sunday, Danny and the NYPD Crime Lab come back into each other's lives.

"He used to be a nice guy," Aiden had said one night over drinks at Sullivan's, looking morosely down at her vodka tonic.

"You're kidding me," Lindsay'd replied. "Detective Flack? Really? What happened?" He'd just been called up on his third police brutality charge in nine months, that was what had happened, but Aiden obviously meant something earlier.

Aiden looked down with a sardonic twist to her smile. "Danny Messer," she said, eyes as bitter as Detective Flack's. "That's what happened."

3. A Thin Blue Line. CSI:NY, Season X. OCD and CSU team up again to bring Tony Taccetta's gang down for good, and this time Danny Messer's caught in the middle.

"You're my good boy, Danny," Tony said, stepping forward, curling his fingers around Danny's jaw. "You tell these mooks why."

Danny swallowed. "Last three jobs we got been busted," he said. "With the other two, that makes it five over the past nine months." Ever since you brought me in, he didn't add.

"That's right," Tony said, reaching behind him with his free hand. Migs put a gun in it.

4. Winter City. CSI:NY, AU. There are some lines you just can't cross and some lines that exist to be broken.

Bits of this have been posted on this journal before, a while ago, and I was looking at them and going hey, I like this. So I think I might be tackling it again. Uh, this is one of the superhero stories, the darker one.

5. Chekhov's Gun. CSI:NY, AU off "Snow Day." Where the mobsters take Flack up on his offer and he ends up with a very badly hurt Danny inside the warehouse.

"Here's what we'll do, cop. You take off your vest and your gun and put 'em down. Same with your phone."

"All right," Flack said, dry-mouthed, undoing the strap on his holster with one hand. He slid his gun out and put it on the hood of his blue-and-white, added his cell phone. He had to put the radio down to get his vest off. "Now what?"

"You walk in, he walks out."

6. On the Other Side of the Looking Glass. CSI:NY, sequel to Still Life. Lindsay has to deal with the repercussions of her knowledge.

7. The Last Open Door. Space: Above and Beyond, post-"Tell Our Moms We Done Our Best." Sometimes Fate leads you in strange directions.

He and Cooper eat dinner in a smalltown diner, moaning a little around food that isn't freeze-dried or transported thirty light-years through space. Just as they're finishing up dessert -- real pie, with real fruit and real sugar -- a woman wearing jeans and a "Pull Our Troops Out of Space Now" t-shirt flounces up to them.

"Is it true that the U.S. purposefully sabotaged the peace talks with the extraterrestrials?" she demands.

"The what?" Cooper says blankly, hastily swallowing.

"Of course not!" Nathan snarls.

8. Lazarus. Pirates of the Caribbean/Supernatural. Two hundred years of hunting can make anyone dangerous.

9. Top-secret apocalyptothon story. Alas, I cannot speak of it.

10. Roll the Dice and Lose the Gamble. Numb3rs, post-"The Janus List." Colby's been on too many sides to be sure who he is anymore.

11. Untitled. CSI:NY. The orchestra Flack story.

12. Untitled. Original. The story about the cop who used to be a serial killer but stopped for the sake of his department, which covered up for him, and the partner who gave up everything for him.

"My daddy was a cop, an NOPD detective. He was -- ten years older than my mama?" He reached over to snag the bottle from Ellis, took a gulp of warm beer and passed it back. "I was eleven when she pulled my daddy's service revolver on him. She shot him once through the chest and then he took it from her and shot her twice in the heart."

Ellis turned her head toward him.

"I was in the kitchen," LaMontaine said, eyes on the sunset. "My daddy called me over and put me in his lap -- he put the gun down, put his arms around me. He died before the cops got there."

"LaMontaine..." Ellis said softly.

"It was twenty years ago, baby girl. I'm long over it." He took the bottle back from her, sloshed it around experimentally before drinking. "Just thought you should know what Beauchamp meant when he said I was like my daddy."

Okay, so slightly lying. One original story beneath the cut, because it's AWESOME.

ETA: Argh, I'm forgetting stuff. This stuff being the SPN/Drive crossover and all the Star Wars fic. Uh, maybe later.

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[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

1/2. *headdesk*

3. Why do I have this feeling that Flack knows about demons? Oh my God, I may have to write this. YOU ARE AN EVIL, EVIL INFLUENCE.

[limmenel.livejournal.com]

WRITE IT. Man, I like being a bad influence!

I can understand Danny knowing about them, but Flack? Hm... Maybe!

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

...I may have started it. AND IT'S REALLY COOL.

Apparently I'm celebrating finale season by writing lots and lots of fanfic, half of which is SPN crossovers.

[limmenel.livejournal.com]

HURRAH! *dance of joy*

Ohgod, I know what you mean. The season finales for various shows have sorta nudged me to write tons of fic, especially SPN and CSI: NY, though I'm definitely writing more of the former than the latter.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

There is a sneak preview of it in the most recent "stuff I am writing post."

I think part of it is also that we have a couple months before the new season starts -- we've got time to breathe, ya know? We don't have to worry about getting jossed, although I don't think that's the main issue. Also, we have to make our own fun. *sheepish grin* Not that we don't, uh, do that anyway.

[limmenel.livejournal.com]

There is a sneak preview of it in the most recent "stuff I am writing post."

You mean this post? where?

Yeah, we totally have to make our own fun, since there's so long until the next season!

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Uh, it's the one I'm writing right now. So not up yet.

Hey, half the time we do a better job of it than the show anyway.

[limmenel.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but where's the sneak preview that you mentioned?


Yeah, but man, I don't know if anyone could have written a season finale as good as that one on SPN.