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Snagged from traveller: When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many random works-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.



Chekhov's Gun (CSI:NY, "Snow Day" AU)

“Danny?” Flack said softly.

He swallowed, tasting blood, and said, “Yeah?” His voice sounded rusty, unused. He couldn’t quite lift his head. “You’re not – not supposed to – to be here.”

“Looks like you’re stuck with me.” Flack’s voice was strangely thick, with an uneven hitch Danny could hear even through the pounding in his head. “Try not to talk.”

The Man Who Wasn't There (CSI:NY, Bardverse)

Stella made an abortive move forward and Messer waved a hand, said, “Let ‘em off, Stel. I like the show.”

She gave him a long look. “I’m worried about the walls, Danny,” she said. “If they keep up like this they’ll break the glass.”

Messer tilted his head back. “I’ll foot the bill,” he said easily. “Hey, Aid. You bring me popcorn?”

Lindsay hadn’t even heard Aiden come up behind her. “This isn’t new,” the other detective said, “so if you think you’ve started something special you’re sadly mistaken. What the hell are you doing here?”

A Thin Blue Line (CSI:NY, Season X)

"Blackie wasn't the NYPD rat," Cats said, glancing quickly out the window they were standing by.

"Yeah?" Danny said. "What gives you that idea?"

"Because he was informing to the FBI," Cats said. He palmed the pistol he'd had shoved into the waistband of his pants. "I know all about you, Messer."

"I really doubt it," Danny said and shot him through the pocket of his jacket.

Untitled: the one where Flack used to be a concert violinist (CSI:NY)

"Fuck me if I thought I'd ever see you again. You're not one of those vultures hoping for Darcy's chair now that he's kicked it, are you?"

"What?" Flack said, then had to rewind a couple years to get his head back in the game. "Nah, I'm working the case. It's Detective Flack now."

"Man, you're a cop? What a waste. Did the L.A. gig fall through or something?"

Untitled: the one where Lindsay is wrong, wrong, wrong (CSI:NY, sequel to "Still Life")

"You're buyin' tonight, Danny. Why don't you ever let me do something cool, like shoot something?"

"Aiden did let you at the motorcycles that one time," Danny notes. He leans forward. "You're gonna be missin' the skin on your knees something awful later."

Untitled: the one where Flack is a hunter and one of the YED's kids (CSI:NY/SPN, S3, S2)

"They say Detective Flack went a little crazy after his wife died. Pissed off the fire department showing up at half their scenes and then he started getting a little weird here too. He used to work the freak cases, requested 'em special -- he'd show up at a crosstown scene before their homicide even showed. The city finally pensioned him off when he got too crazy and too old. His kid works Homicide now, up with CSU, but Flack's got his screwed on straight. He ain't crazy like his old man."

Untitled: the one where Danny gets drunk in his own bar (CSI:NY, post-"Snow Day")

"No consequences," Danny says one night while very drunk at a table in The World's End. "That's what summer is, isn't it? No consequences, no looking back, no wondering if something's fucking right or wrong -- it's a freefall, ain't it?

Untitled: the one in which Tia Dalma was totally right (PotC, post-DMC, sequel to "Signs and Portents")

It goes far beyond not touching her. Will won't even look at her. Every time Elizabeth tries to met his eyes, Will's slide just pat her, up, down, sideways -- anywhere but on her. Conversatiosn are worse: they'll speak, but it will be civil, short -- Will won't draw it out and Elizabeth can't stand speaking to him when he won't look at her face.

Untitled: the one where Will gets Norrington out of the Locker (PotC, post-AWE)

"No port," the man says dolefully. "No port for miles yet." And then he crumbles away to nothing beneath James's fingers.

Lazarus (PotC/SPN, post-AWE, post-"All Hell Breaks Loose, pt. II">

"He's not dead yet!" Sam said sharply. "He's just -- he has another year. Less than a year."

"Oh, one of those." Will slammed the trunk shut and held out his arm. Jack leapt from hood to hand, climbing up to Will's shoulder. "Bargains with demons are exceptionally hard to get out of and often backfire. I wouldn't recommend trying."

"You know this from experience?" Sam's voice was overly bright. His eyes were fixed on Jack, the fingers of one hand twitching against his thigh."

"Clearly. I haven't been around for three hundred years on the basis of my boyish good looks."

All the King's Horses (SPN/Drive, timeline uncertain)

"Sam," Dean whispered through cracked lips and cut across four lanes of highway to pull over, horns blaring and cars skidding away around him. He was out of the Impala in a heartbeat, arms closing around Sam's shoulders as his brother dropped his bags.

Untitled: the one where James Potter isn't dead and the rest of his family is (HP, post-OotP)

Snape woke him up by throwing open the curtains in James's room, which just went to show that Minerva hated him.

"Get up, Potter," he said, sounding disgusted and banging a flask of hangover potion down on the desk next to the empty Firewhiskey bottle. "You are a disgrace to this school. You shame us all."

James groaned and threw an arm up to cover his eyes.

The Last Open Door (Space: Above and Beyond, post-"Tell Our Moms We Done Our Best")

Nathan makes a show of looking at the map. "There anyone you want to see in Philadelphia?"

"No," Cooper says firmly and immediately. He makes a vague motion with his hand. "Don't you want -- you know, to go see your family or something?"

"Yes, I guess I should," Nathan says reluctantly. "No way of knowing when we'll be Earthside again." He can't even think of what he'll say. And Kylen...Kylen will be there.

Untitled: the one where John was a Runner and alternate timelines suck (SGA)

"Here," Rodney says. "You -- you can sleep on the couch, I don't have a guest bedroom, sorry --"

"It's perfect," Sheppard interrupts soothingly. "Until SG-1 brought me back to the SGC, I hadn't slep on a real bed in years. A couch sounds great."

"Really?" Rodney manages, still worried, and then has to look away from Sheppard, saying, "I can get takeout, I don't know if the Air Force fed you --"

Sheppard tugs at the collar of his shirt, flipping open the buttons. "Whatever you want."

Untitled: the one where the Millennium Falcon crashlands in the middle of the Clone Wars (Star Wars, pre-ESB, pre-RotS)

“It’s not like he was using that droid for anything,” Anakin said sulkily. “It really seemed a waste to just leave it there.”

“If R2 finds out, I imagine he’ll be terribly jealous,” Obi-Wan said dryly. “It’s probably for the best that Captain Zz’djekk is selling it to pay for the repairs. Actually, I was speaking of your impromptu hijacking.”

“We were being chased by Separatist starfighters, Master,” Anakin said. “I wasn’t certain Captain Zz’djekk would act in our best interests. Anyway, I didn’t do anything to the ship I knew I couldn’t fix. Eventually.”

Untitled: the one where Obi-Wan is reported dead and Anakin goes on a rampage (Star Wars, pre-RotS)

“My darling Padmé,” Anakin said, robes wrapped tightly around himself. They were fluttering slightly, as if in a breeze. “Obi-Wan is dead. Dooku killed him like an animal. Slaughtered him. He sent –” He shuddered visibly. “He sent the Council Obi-Wan’s head and hands. He killed Obi-Wan. I’m going to kill him. I’m sorry, Padmé. I have to do this. I hope you understand. If I don’t come back, I just want you to know that I love you. I’ve always loved you, ever since that day we met in Mos Ardu. But I have to do this. For Obi-Wan. Goodbye.” He hesitated. “I love you.” His image flickered out.

Tholme ran one hand over his face. “He’s gone to kill Dooku. Why am I not surprised?”

The Most Dangerous Man in the Galaxy (Star Wars, AU, circa RotS and ESB/RotJ)

"What happened?" Anakin yelled, slamming Luke up against the nearest wall, too angry to bother trying to keep the Force compulsion out of his voice. "What in Sith hells did that bastard do to him?"

"I don't know!" Luke yelled back. "Now let go of me, you crazy bastard!"

Anakin's face twisted in a snarl, but he shoved Luke hard against the wall again and then stepped back, wiping his hands fastidiously on the sides of his pants. "You aren't a Jedi," he said coldly. "You won't ever be a Jedi."

Can't See the Stars Anymore (Star Wars, AU, post-RotS, sequel to "What is Lost")

"I've always come for you!" Anakin snapped. "And you've usually needed it!"

"I have Quinlan and Aayla here for that. You're not my Padawan anymore, Anakin; if you don't want to be here, then go back to Ixtapa!"

Anakin's cheeks heated. Quinlan's sardonic voice interrupted him before he could speak.

"You two done, or should I run myself through with my lightsaber to give you some privacy?"

Untitled: the Spaceforce story, specifically the part with the feminist convention (Original)

"Shelton McAuliffe?" Drew offered. "Brunette, hardass, brain the size of Jupiter -- you can't miss her."

There was a chorus of ohs and one "Oh my God, Shelton." "She left," someone finally said. "Through the ventilationshafts."

"She had a gun," someone else added helpfully.

"She what?" another woman gasped.

"Yeah," Drew said, "that'd be her."

Untitled: the Spaceforce story, the part where Lannister gets in barfights across the galaxy (Original)

"Enough," Lannister said sharply, cementing Danny's dark predictions. "You want a rematch, Saari? On even terms?"

"I promise not to shoot you, if that's what you mean," Saari remarked, throwing off the thick inner robes he was wearing. Beneath he had on thin leggings and a long-sleeved tunic. Danny had no idea how the Outer Rim survived without roasting to death. Saari unbuckled his holster and tossed it over the back of his chair, slammed his wide knife into the wood of the table.

Lannister wasn't armed, and he was wearing BDUs and a t-shirt. He stepped forward with his hands spread, open and empty.

"This oughta be good," Linklater observed, leanign his hip against the table. "Saari used to be special forced. Lannister's gonna kick his ass."

Untitled: the story which takes the Narnia premise and shows what happens when the kids come home (Original)

When the plane lands and they're at the baggage claim picking up their luggage, Paulie spots her family and takes a perverse pleasure in flinging herself at her brother, screaming, "Dean!" at the top of her lungs.

Dean catches her, grinning broadly, and buries his face in her hair as Paulie wraps her legs around his waist. Heads turn briefly, but no one blinks; it's an airport and they're young -- they could be any reunited couple, not brother and sister. Their parents are staring disapprovingly, though. Dean presses his lips to the corner of her mouth but doesn't actually kiss her; it could just be a slip.

Dangerous Heroes: the story with the genetically engineered killing machine and the angel (Original)

"So what do you think?" Barney said a little while later, back in their motel room with the telivision running. "You think he ran and set the fire to cover his tracks, or are the newsies right and he was nabbed by someone wanting a genuine X-series genen?"

Vittoria stared out the window at the empty highway, arms crossed over her chest. "He wouldn't have run without his unit," she said. "Not him, not a mid-late."

Untitled: LaMontaine and Ellis, the one with the detective who used to be a serial killer (Original)

"Seven people in two years. I know serial killers who aren't that good."

"Six," Ellis said.

"What?"

"Six people," she said, "in two years. That one -- Kerry, Mitchell Kerry -- I shot him. Not everyone who dies around LaMontaine dies because of him."

Untitled: the other story with the genetically engineered killing machines and the humans who care for them (Original)

North took the seat next to Cloke, holding his injured wrist gingerly in his lap. He glanced at the empty chair next to him, then back at Becquerel. "Should we wait for Duke, sir?"

"He's an X-series, Agent," Becquerel said, narrow-eyed. "He follows orders. He doesn't know why they're given."

"That stopped when you started treating him like an STF agent," North said. "Sir."

Also, after seeing "Born Under a Bad Sign", I reiterate: Sam and Dean are so totally Anakin and Obi-Wan. They've even got the murderous rage blackouts and the inability to kill each other!