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So, looking at my calender, I just noticed that, by quiting, not only will I be missing staff meeting tomorrow, but I will also be missing the 'Annual meeting pre-meeting agenda committee meeting pre-meeting' which, for all of you who don't speak meetingese translates as a meeting to discuss the agenda for a meeting which will be about a meeting.  Only discuss the agenda, mind you, actually deciding upon the agenda will happen at the 'annual meeting agenda committee meeting pre-meeting.'  *shakes head*

Anyway, missing an important event like that demands celebrating.  So.... PRESSIES FOR EVERYONE!

Hopefully, anyway.

Respon to this post with a request.  For a story, an icon, a meta, anything.  Doctor Who, Torchwood, Supernatural, NCIS, SGA, any fandom or verse I've written in ever (with the exception of Dresden Files, sorry awanderingbard, I've lost my voice for it).  Timestamp request of a previous verse, continuation of a story, interaction between two characters, anything that strikes your fancy, and hopefully I'll be able to make it work for you.

Make a request!  Help me celebrate! 

The Incident On The Docks

Title: The Incident On The Docks
Pairing/Warning/Rating: NCIS fandom, no spoilers, rated G
Word Count: 509
Summary: A fight on the docks ends badly for DiNozzo
Author's Note: Written for mad_jaks. Un-beta'ed.

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Breeding Character

Title: Breeding Character
Pairing/Warning/Rating: Doctor Who fandom, no spoilers, rated G
Beta: _medley_ 
Word Count: 230
Summary: Tegan tries to get Turlough to help.
Author's Note: Written for pointytilly

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Laying Claim

Title: Laying Claim
Pairing/Warning/Rating: Jack/Owen dynamic, set preseries, rated PG-13
Beta: _medley_ 
Word Count: 136
Summary: Jack teaches Owen a thing or two.
Author's Note: Written for sistercarrion

Jack slammed Owen up against the SUV. “You really want to do this here?” he snarled in Owen’s ear.

“Jack.” Owen was breathing heavily, but did not back down. “You bloody well know-”

“I bloody well know that you do what I say. Not the other way around.” He pushed closer, leaving Owen no room to maneuver. “I go first. You hear me? I’m the one in the line of fire, not you.”

“It all worked out, didn’t it? They didn’t fire!”

“That’s not the point.” Jack’s tone was low, almost too soft. “You disobeyed me.” Surging forward, he pinned Owen face first down over the car’s engine. “You’re Torchwood now, Owen. Body and soul, you belong to me.” He ran his thumb along Owen’s cheek before releasing him. “Don’t ever forget that. Now get in.”