(WIP) Rupert Parker was lost, to begin with. There was no doubt whatever about that. Young Rupert was as lost as a ghost in a fog. His feet slipped over a patch of ice on the cobbled street and a sharp pain shot up his wrist when he tried to cushion his fall with his … Continue reading A Kissmas Carol (Part 1)
I'm here, my love. I'm back. I came back for you. I told you I'd come back, didn't I? I bet you had your doubts. You always had your doubts about me. And quite rightly so. I gave you every reason to doubt me. I did it on purpose, hoping you could make the decision … Continue reading Good-byes
(work in progress) Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Ianto woke with a start. It was still dark outside and the only light in the room came from the yellow street lamp outside the window. Ianto looked around. He was in his bedroom. Everything looked normal. But how had he gotten here? What had happened? There was … Continue reading Fix Me (Chapter 2)
"Sam!" Dean's voice roared through the shabby motel room. "Sam, you son of a..." Dean stopped himself just in time before he insulted his own mother. Sam poked his head around the counter, which separated the bedroom from the small kitchenette, to see what the matter was this time. "I've put up with you and … Continue reading Too Much
“Here! Come! The drums!” With a triumphant yell, the dark-haired boy jumped off his rock. He slid on his knees over the sandy ground and came to a halt in one smooth movement in front of what looked like a calabash, but in flaming orange and red colours. He raised his arms above his head, … Continue reading Drums
(work in progress) Chapter 1 He closed the door carefully, locked it and hung the key on a little hook next to the wardrobe. He slipped out of his jacket and placed it over a hanger, smoothing out wrinkles with his hands before hanging it in the wardrobe. His shoes followed, neatly lined up next … Continue reading Fix Me (Chapter 1)
Boone's mouth gaped wide open and his ought-to-be-illegal blue eyes widened to the size of saucers as he took in the sight in front of him. For a moment he thought it was happening again. Jack was doing it again, only this time he was doing it himself. He was torturing Sawyer. But – Boone … Continue reading Irrestibly Sexy
Daughter of Gallifrey 