Carson Beckett/Paul McGillion Thunk Thread

[Aang]

Thanks Sparky

I wish I could get the whole bloody thing edited so I could show more of it but unfortunately...I don't like editing my own work. And I have 50+ MS Word pages for this story so far. One day this one's getting published

[McBecklover]

Nice bit of story. Whats that from? Was that the beginning or was there more before that? Also "Beckett the Pegasus"?



*notices Aangs wink but decides to ignore it & just sits down to watch the movie that was still playing from when Dell & Shep fell asleep on the couch*

[Sparky She-Demon]

50 plus, not bad!

[Aang]

Nice bit of story. Whats that from? Was that the beginning or was there more before that? Also "Beckett the Pegasus"?



*notices Aangs wink but decides to ignore it & just sits down to watch the movie that was still playing from when Dell & Shep fell asleep on the couch*

That's from my original story, Legend of the Rose (one sec let me get the poster I designed for it)



(Crysta and Daniel btw, had to get A-Carson to pose for a pic with me for this one)

And that wasn't the beginning, that's about half way in from the beginning. And yes, good job catching my SGA reference, "Beck"

[Sparky She-Demon]

So... want to see the bit?

[Aang]

So... want to see the bit?

Oh, yes I do

[Sparky She-Demon]

Here it is!

Spoiler:

"Good morning, Sunshine!"

Vic just groaned in response, feeling like she had been in every car of a 5 car pile up. She could feel the itch of the casts on her and the cold sterile air of the medical area. She absolutely hated hospitals and medical areas. They smelled like death. Actually, it was a blend of disinfectant, dying flowers, and chicken noodle soup but her mind actually categorized it as Death.

The hatred deepened after she enlisted because inevitably, she would end up in one for at least a week at least twice a year…

"Do you have to sound so chipper, Augs? It's too damned early and too damned bright…",she whined softly as she tugged the bedding closer to her slightly shivering form.

"I'm not chipper. I'm just relieved that my favoritest cousin in whole world's gonna make a full recovery."

Her eyes snapped open and looked at him suspiciously, narrowing at the all too familiar **** eating smirk there. That smirk usually showed up after he got some action in the bedroom or after someone had given him blackmail material to last him a good 6 to 15 years. Since Annie was off being debriefed, Vic figured it was the latter and she had sinking, sinking feeling that she was center stage in whatever it was…

Her gaze went to the IV line in her arm and she sighed heavily, slumping against the cardboard box disguised as a pillow.

"Did they ****ing give me opiates?" she inquired flatly, half knowing the answer.

Auggie's body started to shake with silent laughter and it was 100%. ****.

"Uh-huh."

"They weren't supposed to. It's in my file and everything. I can't believe they ****ing gave me opiates…what the hell did I do, August? What the hell did I say?"

"More like what the hell did you sing? The folks on stage can't hold a candle to your rendition of Think of Me and your performance of the Phantom of the Opera opener brought down the house."

"Phantom of the Opera?"

"Oh, yeah…you sounded great, cuz. Honest."

"Oh, fuc-king ****…I'm never gonna be able to show my face around here again! Damn it! But…but I just sang, right? That's bad but not completely mortifying…"

"Well…" Auggie cut in, his amusement replaced by a sheepish grimace and tone of sympathy.

"Oh, god…"

"You didn't insult anyone important, Vic. You just…well, um… let's just say that if Butler had any doubts of your regard for him, they've passed quietly into the mists."

Tears pricked Vic's eyes and she squeezed them shut. Damn it. Damn it all to hell. It was bad enough to have a huge pathetic crush on someone but to know that her feelings had been unleashed through the evil of the poppies made her want to throw up, yell, and hide on a remote island for the rest of her life. Maybe she could get reassigned to Alaska or the Philippines or maybe even the ****ing moon…

"Hey, hey…don't cry…"

"I'm not crying." she denied immediately.

"I smell the salt in your tears, Victoria and your breathing's hitching."

"****.", she sighed before burying her face in his shirt.

Auggie patted her head and starting finger combing out tangles as best he could.

"If it helps any, he wasn't opposed to the idea you two at all. I think he likes you just as much as you like him."

"But I didn't want him to know yet and especially not while I was high as a kite! Whoever dropped the ball with the painkillers is gonna get my foot so far up their ass, my toenail clippings will come out of their ears!"

[McBecklover]

That's from my original story, Legend of the Rose (one sec let me get the poster I designed for it)

http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/j...LotRPoster.png

(Crysta and Daniel btw, had to get A-Carson to pose for a pic with me for this one)

And that wasn't the beginning, that's about half way in from the beginning. And yes, good job catching my SGA reference, "Beck"

Nice perhaps i'll actually get round to reading this one

[Aang]

Here it is!

Spoiler:

"Good morning, Sunshine!"

Vic just groaned in response, feeling like she had been in every car of a 5 car pile up. She could feel the itch of the casts on her and the cold sterile air of the medical area. She absolutely hated hospitals and medical areas. They smelled like death. Actually, it was a blend of disinfectant, dying flowers, and chicken noodle soup but her mind actually categorized it as Death.

The hatred deepened after she enlisted because inevitably, she would end up in one for at least a week at least twice a year…

"Do you have to sound so chipper, Augs? It's too damned early and too damned bright…",she whined softly as she tugged the bedding closer to her slightly shivering form.

"I'm not chipper. I'm just relieved that my favoritest cousin in whole world's gonna make a full recovery."

Her eyes snapped open and looked at him suspiciously, narrowing at the all too familiar **** eating smirk there. That smirk usually showed up after he got some action in the bedroom or after someone had given him blackmail material to last him a good 6 to 15 years. Since Annie was off being debriefed, Vic figured it was the latter and she had sinking, sinking feeling that she was center stage in whatever it was…

Her gaze went to the IV line in her arm and she sighed heavily, slumping against the cardboard box disguised as a pillow.

"Did they ****ing give me opiates?" she inquired flatly, half knowing the answer.

Auggie's body started to shake with silent laughter and it was 100%. ****.

"Uh-huh."

"They weren't supposed to. It's in my file and everything. I can't believe they ****ing gave me opiates…what the hell did I do, August? What the hell did I say?"

"More like what the hell did you sing? The folks on stage can't hold a candle to your rendition of Think of Me and your performance of the Phantom of the Opera opener brought down the house."

"Phantom of the Opera?"

"Oh, yeah…you sounded great, cuz. Honest."

"Oh, fuc-king ****…I'm never gonna be able to show my face around here again! Damn it! But…but I just sang, right? That's bad but not completely mortifying…"

"Well…" Auggie cut in, his amusement replaced by a sheepish grimace and tone of sympathy.

"Oh, god…"

"You didn't insult anyone important, Vic. You just…well, um… let's just say that if Butler had any doubts of your regard for him, they've passed quietly into the mists."

Tears pricked Vic's eyes and she squeezed them shut. Damn it. Damn it all to hell. It was bad enough to have a huge pathetic crush on someone but to know that her feelings had been unleashed through the evil of the poppies made her want to throw up, yell, and hide on a remote island for the rest of her life. Maybe she could get reassigned to Alaska or the Philippines or maybe even the ****ing moon…

"Hey, hey…don't cry…"

"I'm not crying." she denied immediately.

"I smell the salt in your tears, Victoria and your breathing's hitching."

"****.", she sighed before burying her face in his shirt.

Auggie patted her head and starting finger combing out tangles as best he could.

"If it helps any, he wasn't opposed to the idea you two at all. I think he likes you just as much as you like him."

"But I didn't want him to know yet and especially not while I was high as a kite! Whoever dropped the ball with the painkillers is gonna get my foot so far up their ass, my toenail clippings will come out of their ears!"

...I found that funny. She's so dead serious, which makes it even funnier. And adorable that Butler actually liked the idea of them together...

Nice perhaps i'll actually get round to reading this one

I'll let you know if I ever get the guts to put the whole thing anywhere before I actually get it published as a book

[Sparky She-Demon]

...I found that funny. She's so dead serious, which makes it even funnier. And adorable that Butler actually liked the idea of them together...

I am going to be making some changes though.

[Aang]

Oh well, I still found it amusing

[Sparky She-Demon]

I'm going to have Vic say to him, "It was just the drugs."

She's trying to protect them both!

[Aang]

Sorry to post and run, but I'm told I have to get ready to go out with my Mum for a while, I'll be on from my phone when I can

[Sparky She-Demon]

See you later!

[McBecklover]

I like your story too Sparky. I'll have to read from the beginning soon

(Ok hate to leave you guys, but its 2:30am & my headache is back, so im off good night)

*yawns*
I think we should call it a night folks, Beck looks like she may pass out any mo. Com'on love, lets get ye te bed

Ok love. Good night guys *waves*

*we get up & head for our quarters*

*whispers to Carson once out of earshot heading down the hallway*
So we gonna follow Dell & Aang to their secret mission tomorrow morning?
Aye, well since A-Carson 'as te stay ere & Shep's only comin' for a bit then comin' back, so he won't get caught as bein' missin'. But I on tha other 'and, I 'ave taken two weeks leave, so I'm not needed 'ere at tha mo, but Aang & Dell , they'll need us there jus' incase anythin' goes wrong. We stay under cover till we're needed. If all is well & they don't need us, then we stay hidden & they needn't know we were there.

Sounds like a plan.

*opens our door, we walk in & close the door behind us*