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Stargate SG-1 fic: Luck of the Irish (repost)

I didn’t really have a lot of time to research Irish traditions and history so it’s mostly on the generic side.  And my little saying is made up (as far as I know).  The one Jack says is real, though.

4000 words | [PG]
May good luck be your friend in whatever you do and may trouble be always a stranger to you. Sam and Jack find they don’t mind taking part in some alien traditions.

Stepping out of the ‘Gate was like stepping into the past. The simple stone buildings with their thatched roofs and rough-hewn doors looked like something out of a Thomas Kinkade painting. The locals looked a bit confounded as the blue event horizon blinked out of existence leaving the town square feeling a little closed in.

“Howdy, folks,” Jack called, his arm waving wide.

A gurgle of chatter rose up among the people—hushed whispers, gasps of surprise, urgent orders. Several boys dashed down a cobbled street, glancing over their shoulders as they ran.

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Heaven Can’t Wait – Chapter 11

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Chapter Eleven – Good Luck With That

Bellamy stares at the ceiling for a long time, still trying to convince himself that what he told Harper was true. Hasn’t Clarke been telling me that for months now? And Clarke is usually right. He wants desperately to believe it, but he has a feeling that even if they can physically survive five years locked up—and he kind of doubts it—they’ll lose their minds long before they can open the doors.

He rubs at the throbbing spot between his eyes. This isn’t going to end well. The fighting has already started, and the doors aren’t even shut yet. Lockup will be full in a month at that rate. He doesn’t want to think of what the next step will be. How do you keep five hundred people in line?

You sacrifice the ones that step out of it.

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Heaven Can’t Wait – Chapter 10

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Chapter Ten – Can We Keep Her?

Bellamy’s not sure how long they’ve slept before he’s jolted awake by shouting in the hall. The little girl squeaks in surprise when he jerks straight up, nearly dropping her. She twists her hands into his shirt and starts crying. For a second, he thinks he might have dreamed it, but then the doors fly open.

Abby’s the first one in the room. “Over there on the table. Jackson, get the-”

Bellamy immediately tunes out the medical mumbo-jumbo as more people follow in a flurry of activity. Bryan and another guard carry someone by their arms and legs. They grunt as they lift him onto the table. It takes Bellamy a moment to recognize Pendleton. He wishes he could unsee what he saw because the person on the table barely looks human.

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Heaven Can’t Wait – Chapter 9

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Chapter Nine – In Too Deep

The mood kind of crashes after that.

Miller coughs. “On that note.” He looks like he wants to say more but just turns and leaves.

Bellamy and Clarke lean against the table, shoulders brushing. He fingers one of the holes in his jacket. There are a lot of them. “Lucky my mom was a seamstress, huh?” he says, hoping to break the tension.

Clarke smiles sadly. It’s clear her mind is somewhere else. Bellamy takes the opportunity to watch her unabashed.

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Stargate SG-1 fic: A Little Note of Advice


708 words | [G]
Sam’s leading her first mission, and the colonel has quite a bit of advice for her. Given in typical Jack O’Neill fashion.

Sam nearly collides with someone as she turns the corner into the conference room. She looks up into the colonel’s mischievous, twinkling eyes. The corner of his mouth curls up in an adorable crooked smile that sets butterflies loose in her stomach. Blood rushes to her cheeks, and she has to look away before he notices. “Sorry, sir, I didn’t see you.”

“Not a problem, Carter. I was just on my way out.”

“Out, sir? Aren’t you staying for the briefing.”

“Unfortunately, no,” he says with an exaggerated sigh. “Apparently, I’m needed in Washington.”

Sam cringes. “My condolences.”

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The 100 fic: Don’t Look at Me That Way


The 100 | 590 words | [PG]
Things are running smoother on the ground thanks to Clarke’s effect on Bellamy.

They’ve been on the ground two weeks. Despite the constant threat of grounder attack, Bellamy thinks things are running a lot smoother. Working with Clarke instead of against her probably helps the most. He went from avoiding her to seeking her out for her opinion on just about everything. She always makes him see things from a different perspective. Which is a good thing because his brain seems to only want to see things a certain way. His way.

He’s man enough to admit that the first few days on the ground were a disaster. Looking back, he’s surprised more kids didn’t die. The thought chills him. They’ve already lost so many. Too many. But with Clarke’s help, they finally have things under control. Mostly.

Bellamy crosses his arms over his chest and watches the two boys hammer out some difference. With their fists. Henry and Justin. Both fifteen. He has a feeling this fight has been brewing since long before they landed on the ground. He’s tired of playing referee with these kids so he stands back and does nothing.

Then he sees Clarke across the clearing, watching. Not the fight. No, she’s watching him. Great. Just what he needs. He tries to ignore her, but he can feel her eyes drilling a hole right through him. He glances at her again. She shakes her head, a sad look on her face. No, not sad. Disappointed. He bites his lip, brow furrowed. He doesn’t like the feeling creeping up his chest. At first, he isn’t sure what the problem is but it doesn’t take him long to pinpoint it.
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Heaven Can’t Wait – Chapter 8

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Chapter Eight – Baby Whisperer

Bellamy glares at Abby. “You don’t say.” He turns his attention to the little girl, tucking her hair behind an ear so he can see her face. Her eyes flash up to his. “It’s okay. Abby’s going to take good care of you. She’s got a bed and some food. It’ll be nice.”

She can’t understand the words, but he thinks she gets the meaning because her grip tightens and her lower lip starts to quiver around her thumb. Prying her fingers loose from his neck, he sits her on the table. She reaches for him, but he gathers her hands in her lap and squats down in front of her.

“You’ll be safe here. Abby and Jackson and Clarke are my friends. They won’t let anything happen to you. I promise. I need to go to work, okay?”

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Heaven Can’t Wait – Chapter 7

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Chapter Seven – I Think She Likes You

Abby and Bellamy watch Clarke stalk out of the room. They don’t point out that Jackson is already looking at Miller. Abby shakes her head in amusement then turns her attention to Bellamy. The girl shines the light into his eyes, blinding one after the other until all he sees are blobs of white. He blinks faster and faster, making her giggle.

“You’re really good with her.”

“Clarke? Yeah, she’s a tough cookie to crack, but once you get under her skin, it’s easy to annoy her.”

Abby snorts. “I meant the girl.” Bellamy just gives her a goofy grin. “Let me look at your shoulder,” she says after a moment.

The girl seems more agreeable with Abby handling his wound. She sits next to him, swinging her legs and shining the light on everything.

“Did everyone make it back?” Bellamy asks as Abby pricks him with an anesthetic. She’s quiet far too long. “Abby?”

She spends a few more seconds numbing his shoulder before answering. “No. There are still three teams out. They must have gotten caught in the storm and taken cover.”

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Heaven Can’t Wait – Chapter 6

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Chapter Six – A Little Sidetracked

David and Miller haul Bellamy to his feet. He feels faint but manages to stay upright. David falls back to give Abby a report while Miller walks next to him in his underwear, still wiping at his skin. “God this burns.”

Yeah, it does. Like a sonofabitch. He squeezes the tiny body in his arms. He’s overwhelmed with worry when she doesn’t respond. He can feel her shallow breaths against his chest, but she’s not moving. Not sucking her thumb. Not pulling at his hair. When did that become comforting?

Abby catches up with them as they get to Medbay. “Over there,” she says, pointing at an exam table.

Miller hops up on another one. Abby ignores him, following Bellamy. He tries to put the girl down, but she finally comes to life, clinging to him—nails digging into his already raw neck. He grits his teeth. “Come on, kid, we’re not going to hurt you.” His words come out clipped with an edge on them that he hadn’t intended. She starts to cry. No, don’t cry. Please don’t cry. Shit.

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Heaven Can’t Wait – Chapter 5

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Chapter Five – Finally Got Something Right

Bellamy keeps one eye on the gathering clouds to the west and the other on Alpha Station towering over the trees to the southeast. Still a few miles to go. Anxiety twists his stomach. There’s no shelter between them and Arkadia. Not this time. They left the dropship behind hours ago, and Bellamy’s body aches from carrying his pack and the little girl clinging to his neck. He thinks she understands the urgency because she hasn’t made a peep since the butterflies.

Jogging next to him, Miller is equally quiet. Bellamy’s not sure if it’s from exertion or fear. In the distance, lightning snakes across the sky, thunder rumbling softly behind it. It sounds miles away, but Bellamy knows it’s a false security. The storm is traveling fast, gaining on them every hour. At that speed, it’ll be on us in thirty minutes. Maybe less. His breath catches. We’re not going to make it.

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