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Out where the dreams are high

Straight to the valley of the great divide


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Shamelessly adapted from sardonicynic's recent post:

Pick a character or pairing from 24 (sorry to be so specific, but it's where my brain is right now), give me some a song lyric, and I will attempt at least 100 words of fic for you.

I know. I didn't write any of them last time. So I understand if you're all just like, PFT. However, my brain is in this mood where it just can't settle down, and I'd really like to find out if I'm capable of writing anything that doesn't turn into a thousand words minimum. I'm teaching all week, so I can mess with these at work, too:)

I think I'll cap it at 12 though, because even that's probably ambitious, given my recent success with prompts.

Crystal, I'm so excited to prompt you I'm squeaking;)
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Jack/Renee [London Calling]

It’s after midnight when he escapes the debrief from hell (a collection of pasty, wrinkle-free-shirted assholes who have never spent ten minutes in the field, bitching about the op’s price tag and the fact that Jack totaled one of their shiny SUVs).

Renee’s asleep on the couch in pajama pants and one of his t-shirts, her hand still wrapped around the remote. Jack glances at the TV. A National Geographic special about anacondas. He tries to decide if she was actually watching this or fell asleep mid-click.

There’s an open magazine on her chest, lifting and falling as she breathes. He steps closer to decode the intricate cursive font on the cover. Great Britain and Ireland: Tours 2010. Moving the magazine to the coffee table, he sits on the edge of the sofa, rubbing Renee’s arm.

She opens her eyes and smiles. “Hey. How’d the debrief go?”

“Like I expected.” He shakes his head, grinning. “They were pissed about the car.”

“Screw them.” She sits up, shoving aside the blanket over her feet. “You got Callahan. What the hell do they want?”

“Forget it.” He stands up and reaches for her hands. “Come on. Get up and go to bed before you’re asleep again and I have to carry you.”

“Shut up,” she mutters through a yawn. “That was only because you bought my favorite Merlot.” She lets him pull her up and stops, kissing him just long enough to cascade heat down the back of his neck. “Did you eat?”

“No. I didn’t have time.”

“There’s leftover chili in the fridge.”

“Thanks. I’m not hungry. I’m tired.” He takes her shoulders and navigates her toward the hall. “Where’d the magazine come from?”

“What magazine?” She reaches out to flip the light switch and the living room goes dark behind them.

“The one about tours in Britain.”

“Oh! I picked it up at Barnes and Noble the other day.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know. I was getting coffee and it looked interesting. I’ve never been to London.” She yanks off her pajama pants and climbs into bed, shivering. “Get in here and warm me up. Did you turn the heat down again?”

“Maybe.” He tosses his jeans and t-shirt on the chair and lifts the covers, sliding across the bed to wrap his arm around her stomach.

“I’ll yell at you in the morning,” she mumbles, scooting closer.

She’s asleep before he can even get comfortable. Closing his eyes, he presses his face into her hair (soft and raspberry-scented) and sees the photograph of Big Ben, backlit by clouds and night sky.

As he drifts in the grey haze that precedes absolute dark, he wonders if she was really serious when she said she hates surprises.


Edited at 2010-09-23 05:01 pm (UTC)

Re: Jack/Renee [London Calling]

Oh my god.



More detailed feedback later tonight, but I just had to comment now to let you know how much I love this. Are you sure you aren't really the one who created Jack and Renee, and that the 24 writers/producers didn't just steal them from you and commit massive copyright violations? Because you just write them so beautifully and naturally and make it seem so effortless. ♥

Re: Jack/Renee [London Calling]

Bwah .gif! I love it. Hee!!!

And I'm glad you like it! I was all "What am I supposed to do with London that doesn't steal from the entire story composed in my head?" And this is what you got. Also hee. If I owned them they'd probably never get dressed;) Then again, they'd have a lot more fun than the 'real' writers let them have, dammit!

*hugs you*

Re: Jack/Renee [London Calling]

I was all "What am I supposed to do with London that doesn't steal from the entire story composed in my head?"
I actually wasn’t even counting this as a real prompt when I posted it- I was just being obnoxious and trying to inspire you to write your London story. :P But I love everything about the things this fic chooses to be- thank you so much for writing it!!

I love the way this fic starts, with Jack getting home late and finding Renee asleep on the couch- Renee wearing one of Jack’s T-shirts makes me ridiculously happy. ^^ And Jack sitting down on the sofa and rubbing Renee’s arm, and her smiling as soon as she opened her eyes….ZOMG the adorableness, I can’t even.

She lets him pull her up and stops, kissing him just long enough to cascade heat down the back of his neck. adijfkhakjdgha HOT.

Jack pulling Renee up from the couch and navigating her into the bedroom was the cutest thing ever.

He tosses his jeans and t-shirt on the chair and lifts the covers, sliding across the bed to wrap his arm around her stomach. GAH I just…I have no words to describe how flaily and smushy this makes me.

Closing his eyes, he presses his face into her hair (soft and raspberry-scented) and sees the photograph of Big Ben, backlit by clouds and night sky. <3 <3 <3

*HUGS* I love this so much. You are the best!

Re: Jack/Renee [London Calling]

*snugs you*

THANK YOU. I'm really super happy that you liked this, because it's so fluffy and silly and all those things but dude. Writing them like this makes me so HAPPY. It's like gradually I'm making all these little pieces of an AU where things didn't suck, and I plan to let my brain live there for the rest of my life.

Also no worries on being silly with the prompt. I'm being SO careful not to steal anything that I need for the big AU. I'm actually sorta bummed, because there's an entire riff I have that would be perfect for paladin24's prompt, but I can't! LOL. Thanks, Cinna. Your comments are always the awesomest:)

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Re: Jack/Renee [London Calling]

Your smiley Annie icon makes me so happy:)

And thank you! This one was so fun to write, because it's for Cinna, which means I can be as squashy as I want;)

Yay for going out into the lovely fallness of fall. I'm gonna take a nice long walk in a little while myself. I' so glad my writing makes your day happier!

Re: Jack/Renee [London Calling]

Hidden fic....how exciting!!!

I love this: a collection of pasty, wrinkle-free-shirted assholes who have never spent ten minutes in the field, bitching about the op’s price tag and the fact that Jack totaled one of their shiny SUVs. The image of these 'guys' bitching about Jack totaling one of their shiny SUV's and Jack grinning about it when he tells Renee is going to make me laugh every time I think about it.

She lets him pull her up and stops, kissing him just long enough to cascade heat down the back of his neck. HOT!

I love J/R bed cuddles. And your endings are always perfect: he wonders if she was really serious when she said she hates surprises.

Re: Jack/Renee [London Calling]

Well this is one of the few so far that managed to stay within comment length. I . . . fail at brevity in a way that is truly distressing.

I love J/R bed cuddles.

God, so do *I*. Seriously it's embarrassing how much of that I would write if it were only up to me and I never thought I needed even a nominal plot. I could read them snuggling in bed until the end of time, because I'm a huge dork like that. I'm glad you enjoyed this -- it was so much fun to write:)

Re: Jack/Renee [London Calling]

Okay, you are killing me with the complexity of commenting on these. What what what? No wonder it takes me so long. Yeesh. Comment in right place, at last (I hope):

I am trying to imagine Jack and Renee on a bus tour, and the lulz are amazing. Jack would be off-grid and ignoring protocols at the first stop. Their poor tour director. Write that, puh-lease? *makes kitty eyes*

I went on a Contiki tour of Europe when I was 19 and there was a vice cop from New Zealand on our bus. He had a minor freak out and got all herd dog on us during our visit to the red light district in Amsterdam. Jack would be like that only X eleventy billion.

Jack getting shit for totaling an SUV made me snorffle so hard. Oh, Jack.

Re: Jack/Renee [London Calling]

Well this is one of the two so far that made it into comment length so far. Oy. I'm sorry it's so confusing! I tried to link directly to the story, but I guess that's confusing, too. Oh LJ.

Cinna only prompted me with this as a joke (because London is a big part of where my huge AU takes place), but I decided to do it anyway. I can't lie -- it was fun to just . . . not torment them for 500 words. Hee you want crack!fic with Jack and Renee on a bus tour? Why do I see it more as Jack dragging her to Africa or some shit and she's all, "Really? We couldn't have stayed at the Marriott?" LOL.

Thanks for commenting on my wee ficlet. Your thoughts always give me grins:)

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