Tuesday, September 16, 2014

What's In a Name?


A/N: Thanks to Jilly for beta'ing, and Marlislash/fanarts_series for the beautiful banner.
I don't own Stargate Atlantis. If I did, it'd still be on the air and these boys would definitely be together in the show.

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“So have you spoken to the Colonel yet?” Zelenka asked without looking up from his computer.


“About what?” Rodney replied distractedly.


Radek lifted his head, giving Rodney a pointed look even as he pushed his glasses up his nose. It took Rodney a minute to sense the expectant silence requiring his response. Straightening in his seat, he turned to face his friend. “Oh! Yes. Yes, yes, I did.”


Rolling his eyes, Radek let out an exasperated sigh and made a ‘go on’ gesture, though the slight flush on Rodney's cheeks served as an answer all its own.


Rodney glanced around nervously, making sure they were alone. “We stayed up most of the night talking about it. He agrees we can't let just anyone mess with it. I mean, God knows what some of those idiots they keep sending here could end up doing. Seriously! We could end up with hundreds of tiny mutants running around the place if we-”

Friday, September 12, 2014

At the Deep End - Epilogue

Edward stood talking to Jessica, James, and one of the other helpers, explaining what today's lesson was going to be as I walked up with the basket of colored bags. James and Jessica knew very well what the exercise entailed, given the near-disastrous way their own lesson in diving had ended nearly a decade earlier. It still amazed me how much she'd changed since then, though that was only natural, of course.


James, too, had changed a lot. Dramatically, even, since that day. Jessica was graduating high school this summer and James had started college last year at U—dub. They'd both decided to become helpers at the club around the same time and had been on friendly enough terms since he'd nearly drowned Jessica. It was somewhat surprising to me, but I thought it showed more about Jessica's heart and ability to forgive and forget than anything.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

At the Deep End - Chapter 39

JPOV


Momma and Rose were talking quietly about what was supposed to happen. I tried to listen, to pay attention, but it was difficult because I couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't quite right. Not the fact that we were at the rehearsal for Rose and Emmett's wedding, but that Daddy wasn't a part of it. Rosalie and I'd talked about things a lot over the past several weeks, and she assured me she was fine with the fact she'd be walking down the aisle with me rather than with him.


I'd taken her word for it, partially because I wanted her to be okay. I no longer felt guilt so much over what had happened, and made my peace with things as they stood, thanks to the immense support I'd gotten from both family and friends – not to mention from Edward, of course.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

At the Deep End - Chapter 38

A/N: Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.

ooOoo

EPOV


“Here you go, sweetheart,” said Esme, handing me a cup of coffee even as Carolyn did the same to Jasper.


“Thanks, Mom,” I murmured, shifting in my seat. The DA had just left after going over a few last minute things before the trial started, and now we were left waiting to be called in. Jasper had been quiet all morning, looking paler than normal, but he'd insisted he was fine. I knew that now that he'd made up his mind to be here, he was determined to see it through.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

At the Deep End - Chapter 37

JPOV


Esme and I were out shopping for the apartment. It was supposedly just for the office, but with how often she'd delight in seeing something that would just be perfect for the living room, or bedroom, or kitchen. I had a feeling it was a losing battle and that Edward and I would end up doing the whole place.


We'd taken a break for lunch at one of her favorite hole-in-the-wall restaurants, however, and conversation was – for once – not focused on redecorating or school.


“So have you two given any thought yet about Valentine's Day?” asked Esme as she took a bite of her pasta.


Frowning, I poked my fork around my own pasta and shook my head. “Not really. I mean, I want to do something special and all, but with the trial starting the next day... I'd hoped to go away for the weekend, but... not really a good idea, considering.”

Monday, September 8, 2014

At the Deep End - Chapter 36

EPOV


Ding. Frowning, I looked at the popup notifier and clicked to open chat. It was a little before the time we usually chatted, so I was curious. It felt strange to be back at work without all the distractions of the holidays – never mind the days off we'd been able to spend together.


Jazzman: Hey...


EACullen: Hey, yourself. Everything okay?


When there was no immediate reply, I toggled back to the screen I'd been working on, wondering what was going on. It was silly, really, that just that one word had me on edge, but it did the same as if I'd heard him speak. The tone just felt... off, somehow. Another ding alerted me to a response.


Jazzman: I guess? Got a call a little bit ago from the DA's office. Apparently they pushed through my case and it's going to trial next month.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

At the Deep End - Chapter 35

JPOV


“He, who?” I asked, turning first to Edward, then Emmett in confusion. I was puzzled by Edward's sudden change in demeanor, as well as Emmett's and even Felix's tension as they both stared hard at the pool. When I didn't get a response I followed their gazes, hoping to find some sort of answer.


Frowning, I put my hand on Edward's wrist. “Edward, what's going on?” I asked quietly, trying to keep my calm. Something wasn't right, that much was certain, but what?


Edward took a shuddering breath, then shook his head as he blinked several times as if coming back to himself, then turned to me with a strained smile. “Alec,” he murmured. “He's on the other team.”


My frown deepened as I focused on the players in the water again. I didn't see him until Emmett rumbled, “Number eight,” behind me and my eyes focused immediately on him. Just as I found him, Alec looked toward us and something flickered across his features, but before I could identify it he turned away.