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[REPOST] Firefly fic: Teardrops

This story is being reposted from 2008 as part of this endeavor.


100 words | [PG]

The tear dropped onto Mal’s cheek.

“You stupid, stupid man,” Inara said. “Why do you have to be so noble all the time?”

She carefully wiped the tear and blood from his face, softly kissing the clean skin beneath. She was well aware the doctor was still in the room, but no longer cared.

“I didn’t even get to tell you how I really feel,” she murmured, her lips brushing his.

The doctor cleared his throat. “Uh, he’s not dead. He’s not even unconscious.”


“How ‘xactly you feel ’bout me?” Mal asked, a devilish grin spreading across his face.

Angel fic: To Wish Upon a Demon

To Wish Upon a Demon
by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Angel the Series
the gang
100 words
rating: PG

Set sometime in season 5. Angel wishes for the one thing he really wants. And for once he gets it.

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.

“What is it?” Angel asks. The demon is large and yellow.

Wes answers. “Apparently it’s a sort of… genie.”

“Genie-demon, nice,” says Gunn.

The demon glows brightly. “Your wish is granted.”

“What?” asks Wes. “No one wished for anything.”

“It is done.”

Wes stares at everyone in Angel’s office. Gunn shrugs; Fred shakes her head.

“Don’t look at me,” Spike mutters, poking at the demon.

Everyone turns to Angel. “What? I didn’t-”

“Guys?” Cordelia is at the door looking like nothing happened. Like she hadn’t been in a coma the last year. “Someone better start explaining. Right now!”

Angel smiles.

Divergent fic: Butterflies

by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Divergent series
100 words
rating: PG
WARNINGS: spoilers for both books

It’s been awhile since the war ended and things have gotten back to “normal” for Tris and Tobias. Whatever normal is. And finally they have some time together without the threat of impending death hanging over them. But can Tris handle that?

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.

It’s the first time we’ve been alone since things calmed down. I don’t think I should be this nervous.

“What’s the matter?” Tobias asks, his arms wrapping around me. “You’re shaking.”

My throat closes up so I can’t answer. In my stomach, butterflies have taken up residence and I think their constant motion is what makes me tremble.

Tobias lifts my face with a finger. Even after all this time his touch sends a shiver down my spine. I can feel him smiling as he kisses me—soft and tender. Like the first time. Now I remember why I’m nervous.

Original Fic: Below the Moon

Below the Moon
by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
100 words
rating: PG

The world ends, the moon continues on.

Scotty races through the tunnels, darting back and forth between the throngs of people—mostly miners changing shifts. The elevators are so overloaded he’s surprised they don’t crash to the level below. He chooses the stairs.

Bursting into the Atrium, he’s thrown momentarily—the usually active shopping hub is completely silent, the patrons staring up at the dome stretching across the sky.

“It’s true,” Scotty murmurs. “They finally did it.” He climbs some scaffolding for a better view. Above… below… whatever spins the Earth—large plumes of smoke popping up over the continents. Someone sobs.

Now they are truly alone.

Stargate SG-1 fic: Safe [drabble]

by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Stargate SG-1
98 words
rating: PG-13

“Carter, it’s as good a place as any.” Too bad he was wrong. Written for the drabble tree challenge at writerverse.

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.

“How much further?”

Sam glanced over her shoulder at the rest of her team. They looked as haggard as she felt, clothes covered in mud, face coated in grime, hair slick with sweat. They were dirty, injured and beyond exhausted. Not that any of them would ever admit to it.

She realized the colonel had stopped walking. “We have to keep going. It’s not safe here.”

“Carter, it’s as good a place as any.”

As if to prove her point a loud crack filled the valley. Sam stared at her chest where a bloom of red was spreading.

Stargate SG-1 fic: two drabbles

To the Bone
by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Stargate SG-1
100 words
rating: PG

Jack’s reaction to Sam and Pete’s potential engagement.

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.

Freezing. The kind of mind-numbing-sucks-the-air-right-out-of-y

our-chest-and-freezes-the-hairs-in-your-nose cold. Biting, fierce, bone-shattering. Penetrating to the core—leaving you raw and exposed.

That’s how Jack feels. And it has absolutely nothing to do with the temperature. And everything to do with the little black box in his hand. He forces his lungs to exhale. Breathe.

“Congratulations.” He doesn’t know what else to say. He’s not sure that’s what she wants to hear. He’s too busy pretending his world didn’t just shatter into a thousand shards of ice.

by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Stargate SG-1
100 words
rating: PG

Jack gets to experience an alternate reality and it’s just a little on the weird side.

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.

Now he knows how Carter felt—her double making an unexpected appearance this side of reality. Jack shifts uncomfortably as he stands in the office. His office. But at the same time… not.

“So-” his counterpart says.

Jack’s eyes are focused on a board above the bookshelf where Jack’s got a framed photo of fighter jets. This guy has postcards. Lots of them.

“From Charlie,” the other Jack says. “He’s quite the traveler.”

Jack’s chest constricts. Charlie alive was a variable he refused to consider. With effort he pulls his gaze away.

“So-” he says. “This is a little… weird.”

Stargate SG-1 drabbles

Written for a challenge at [info]fictionland. We had to take one line from the previous drabble and write our own using that line somewhere in the story. These are very random and I post them “as is”. Meaning there are probably some errors but this is how they went up for the challenge. They’re pretty pointless.

1. (Jack/Sam)

I watched her move around her lab in a fluid motion. I figured she could find her way around with her eyes shut without bumping into one single item. But that was Carter. She was perfect that way.

“Sir!” The surprise in her voice made me grin.

“Hey, Carter, can I talk to you?” My voice didn’t come out as even as I would have liked it to.

She apparently noticed because her eyes narrowed. “Of course, sir.” She motioned for me to enter, and god help me, I immediately thought of bolting. Coward.


I sighed, might as well get to the point. “I’ve been reassigned.”

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Stargate SG-1 fic: Off Limits

My first Stargate SG-1 fanfic I finished.  Just a little snippet that was supposed to be part of a much longer story that I have yet to finish.

Off Limits
by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Stargate SG-1
rated G
155 words

“Carter, how come we never go to planets with beaches as far as the eye can see and scantily clad natives?” the colonel asked, wringing rain from his hat.

“Well, there was P3X-62–”

“Ah, ah, ah,” he said, waving his hands at her in the universal sign to stop.

“Yeah, I thought we agreed to never mention that ever again,” Daniel muttered in agreement.

Sam smiled brightly at them. “I don’t know, I kind of liked that planet.”

“That is because you were not required to remove your clothing and participate in the traditional business dance,” Teal’c said flatly.

“See, now you’re talking about it,” the colonel yelled, throwing his hands up in exasperation.

Sam snickered as he pushed past her. She couldn’t see his eyes through his dark glasses but she was sure he was glaring at her.

“Wipe that smirk off your face, Major.”

“Yes, sir,” she said with a stifled giggle.

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