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“What, does the smell of leather do it for you or something?” Max said, unimpressed.

“She was feelin’ me so hard half the club turned to watch, and the other half were lookin’ away ’cause they jealous.”

Garak stilled, and turned slowly. He nodded to his assistant, Talzil, to continue on, and looked behind him. ‘Julian,’ he said, allaying the surprise from his voice. ‘It has been some time.’

Where Gus was, Shawn would eventually be. It was something to put faith in, when Shawn didn’t give Henry a whole lot of other opportunities for certainty.

“Babe, did you get the macaroni for the project?” Danny asked absently, threading a finger through his half-Windsor, loosening it a bit.

He looked up when Steve didn’t answer him; Steve’s face was a cross between pained and “don’t make me fill out the form, please don’t make me fill out the form.”

“What,” Danny said, his eyes narrowing, “did you forget?”

If there was one bloody idea Eames had learned from his stint in the Royal Marines, it was this: travel light, travel swift, and leave nothing behind.

Boy, had he bollocksed that last one up.

'Okay, McGarrett,' Danny said, betting he looked just this shy of evil if Steve's vaguely panicked look was any indication. 'I'll be your fake boyfriend for a night to save you from the Fury.'

"Don’t mind me," Eames said. "I’m not here to interrupt you."

Ariadne sweeps her eyes over the space, and it's only when she enters further in and spots her scarf hanging limply from the chair that she sees Arthur, hooked up to the PASIV, tucked in the corner where she usually finds Dom.

Eames slips in and out of Arthur's life like a memory, weeks or months or occasionally years between the times they have together.

Despite the presence of Bra’tac and Teal’c, now honored across the galaxy for their leadership, it is unclear to this writer how such a fierce and deadly battle, and one so clearly successful, could have had aught to do with the great Jaffa Rebellion more than thirty years later.

Hasser bit his lip. “No, not that boy. Okay, don’t freak out, but Nate’s over by the tower. He’s talking to Mike.”

Ray is not stupid. He’s actually really fucking smart. And he knows things – especially things about Brad. Shit that Brad doesn’t even seem to know about himself. Like the fact that Brad’s so fucking in love with the LT it’s made him retarded. And possibly blind.


What Jim actually gets on a typical away mission (and don’t get him wrong, he still loves away missions) is more along the lines of screaming through a communicator at Scotty, running like hell, phaser fire, Spock doing his I’m A Really Fucking Scary Vulcan, Assholes act and Bones alternately cursing a blue streak and attempting to keep someone alive by the power of the terror he has instilled in every crew member of the Enterprise.

E starts smoking again because there’s nothing else he can do.

Nate and Brad arrive in Australia on a prison ship from England.

Ellen goes to a gun show and encounters a mother with two teenagers.

In which Cook gets jealous, Archie gets amused, and everyone gets a little bit blue.

At some point during the paddle party, Rudy announces that they should all go down to the beach and watch the sun rise over the ocean. It’s a hundred percent the gayest thing he’s ever said.

The thing was, Nate broke his leg hiking.