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The first three lists, before I collapse into bed:
For
hobviously -
five grins Addison just couldn’t shake
1) “I can’t believe the hospital is paging you,” Derek said. “I can’t believe you brought your pager. Call them. Tell them you’re getting married and someone else can deliver the sextuplets or whatever it is.”
“Open your eyes, you idiot,” she told him, amused.
“There’s a rule about it being bad luck,” he protested. “I’m sure you look very hot. Is hot politically correct? Should I call you radiant instead?”
She grinned. “I look amazingly hot.”
Derek opened his mouth and his pocket started beeping. After a nervous two seconds, they both cracked up, and the laughter never quite left her mouth for the whole day.
2) Miranda told her about the pregnancy and Addison screamed so loudly that a panicked nurse ran into the room.
3) When Addison saw her first pay cheque from Seattle Grace, it took almost a minute for it to sink in that she was finally making more money than her husband.
4) “…with his stupid hair. Stupid magic hair. Prob’ly sentient. Look, I pronounced sentient.”
“You’re very drunk, Meredith.”
“Thasscorrect.” Meredith swayed on her black kitten heels, waving a glass of champagne in one matchstick arm. “But I’m still right. About the hair.”
Addison covered the back of her hand with her mouth, but she started giggling anyway.
5) The woman’s triplets were in one of the most awkward arrangements that Addison had ever seen; all of them tiny, all of them premature and weak and perfectly formed.
After the C-section Addison stayed awake for forty-eight solid hours, monitoring their vitals, and then crashed in an on-call room. She woke up when the maternity ward nurse flicked on the light.
“Wha -?”
“Doctor Montgomery-Shepherd.” He smiled. “I thought you’d like to know. All three of them are stable, and they’re going to be just fine.”
For
cybermathwitch -
five times that Lee and Kara *almost* met
1) Their birthdays being only a week apart, they passed each other in the corridor of Caprica City General, being carried from one room to the other for regulation tests. Lee’s blue eyes were capturing the hearts of every female nurse and doctor on the floor; Kara was screaming her lungs out.
2) Gregory Thrace gave a critically acclaimed concert of traditional religious music in one of the grandest concert halls on the planet. Kara squirmed in her seat and tried to catch a glimpse of her father over the head of the man sitting in front of her. The movement was enough for him to notice and turn around, and the stony set of his face froze her immediately. Then he smiled and she noticed that his two sons were bickering silently over the program. Kara blinked, and then smiled back.
The music was beautiful, Kara thought.
“We’re leaving,” her mother snapped as soon as the interval began. Her hand closed around Kara’s wrist.
3) Kara crept out of the house to go to the Fleet Academy open day, and her mother gave her a black eye when she got home. Lee faked acute stomach pains so that he wouldn’t have to put up with a whole day of being clapped on the shoulder by men in uniform who only wanted to tell him how much like his father he looked.
4) He didn’t quite fit the atmosphere; too neat, too ironed. Intriguing. She was about to pick up her drink and march over to sit with him when he looked at his watch, drained his glass, and left the bar. She shrugged and let the guy on the next barstool buy her next three drinks.
5) Kara Thrace and Lee Adama were actually assigned to be in adjacent dorm rooms, but Cadet Thrace got into an argument over a pyramid game on the very first afternoon, and her floor corporal decided to move her to a closer room where it was a little easier to keep an eye on her.
For
kwayera -
five times Jayne rejects River (and one time he doesn't)
1) “What’re you up to, girl?”
River had been quiet for almost two hours, something which Jayne never considered to be a good sign. She looked up from the tiny containers scattered across the table and he almost dropped his gun.
“Borrowed from Inara. Eyes in Burnt Bronze, lips in Devil’s Plum. It doesn’t taste like plum. But that’s an isolated opinion. Further research subjects needed. Want to try?”
Her painted lips were curved, mischievous, far too knowing. Jayne backed out of the room.
2) Asleep, surrounded by white and metal surfaces, she looked far younger than seventeen.
“What are you -?”
“Just passing through, doc,” he drawled.
3) Fanty and Mingo got them a job that for once, for once, went like clockwork and paid off big. Mal bought them all booze, Jayne took his share and bought some more, and Wash and Kaylee hooked up something in the cargo bay that could generously be called a sound system. River had half a glass of something amber-coloured and leapt lightly onto a cargo trolley, twirling in a slow circle, suddenly looking as though she was actually in possession of a pair of hips. Jayne stared fixedly at his cup and pretended not to have noticed.
4) Jayne insulted Simon and she punched him in the arm, very hard. He punched back. She dodged it. “Try again,” she said, but he didn’t.
5) “Look, you’re kind of my last choice here, but I just…” Simon ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “Can you just watch her? For five minutes? While I go and fetch some meds?”
River’s forehead glistened with sweat, her wrists were thin and impossibly fragile, and the words coming out of her mouth made no sense. Jayne’s stomach tied itself into a knot.
“Do I look like a gorram nursemaid?” he growled, and walked out of the room.
6) “You’re putting it back together wrong,” River told him, staring at the gun in his hands with very wide eyes.
“Look, kid.” He smirked. “I think I know how to reassemble my own –”
She gave her best what are you, stupid? face. “Older model. Two pins behind the barrel. Here.” She stepped closer and held out her hand, clicked her fingers impatiently.
After a moment, Jayne kicked out a chair.
For
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five grins Addison just couldn’t shake
1) “I can’t believe the hospital is paging you,” Derek said. “I can’t believe you brought your pager. Call them. Tell them you’re getting married and someone else can deliver the sextuplets or whatever it is.”
“Open your eyes, you idiot,” she told him, amused.
“There’s a rule about it being bad luck,” he protested. “I’m sure you look very hot. Is hot politically correct? Should I call you radiant instead?”
She grinned. “I look amazingly hot.”
Derek opened his mouth and his pocket started beeping. After a nervous two seconds, they both cracked up, and the laughter never quite left her mouth for the whole day.
2) Miranda told her about the pregnancy and Addison screamed so loudly that a panicked nurse ran into the room.
3) When Addison saw her first pay cheque from Seattle Grace, it took almost a minute for it to sink in that she was finally making more money than her husband.
4) “…with his stupid hair. Stupid magic hair. Prob’ly sentient. Look, I pronounced sentient.”
“You’re very drunk, Meredith.”
“Thasscorrect.” Meredith swayed on her black kitten heels, waving a glass of champagne in one matchstick arm. “But I’m still right. About the hair.”
Addison covered the back of her hand with her mouth, but she started giggling anyway.
5) The woman’s triplets were in one of the most awkward arrangements that Addison had ever seen; all of them tiny, all of them premature and weak and perfectly formed.
After the C-section Addison stayed awake for forty-eight solid hours, monitoring their vitals, and then crashed in an on-call room. She woke up when the maternity ward nurse flicked on the light.
“Wha -?”
“Doctor Montgomery-Shepherd.” He smiled. “I thought you’d like to know. All three of them are stable, and they’re going to be just fine.”
For
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five times that Lee and Kara *almost* met
1) Their birthdays being only a week apart, they passed each other in the corridor of Caprica City General, being carried from one room to the other for regulation tests. Lee’s blue eyes were capturing the hearts of every female nurse and doctor on the floor; Kara was screaming her lungs out.
2) Gregory Thrace gave a critically acclaimed concert of traditional religious music in one of the grandest concert halls on the planet. Kara squirmed in her seat and tried to catch a glimpse of her father over the head of the man sitting in front of her. The movement was enough for him to notice and turn around, and the stony set of his face froze her immediately. Then he smiled and she noticed that his two sons were bickering silently over the program. Kara blinked, and then smiled back.
The music was beautiful, Kara thought.
“We’re leaving,” her mother snapped as soon as the interval began. Her hand closed around Kara’s wrist.
3) Kara crept out of the house to go to the Fleet Academy open day, and her mother gave her a black eye when she got home. Lee faked acute stomach pains so that he wouldn’t have to put up with a whole day of being clapped on the shoulder by men in uniform who only wanted to tell him how much like his father he looked.
4) He didn’t quite fit the atmosphere; too neat, too ironed. Intriguing. She was about to pick up her drink and march over to sit with him when he looked at his watch, drained his glass, and left the bar. She shrugged and let the guy on the next barstool buy her next three drinks.
5) Kara Thrace and Lee Adama were actually assigned to be in adjacent dorm rooms, but Cadet Thrace got into an argument over a pyramid game on the very first afternoon, and her floor corporal decided to move her to a closer room where it was a little easier to keep an eye on her.
For
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five times Jayne rejects River (and one time he doesn't)
1) “What’re you up to, girl?”
River had been quiet for almost two hours, something which Jayne never considered to be a good sign. She looked up from the tiny containers scattered across the table and he almost dropped his gun.
“Borrowed from Inara. Eyes in Burnt Bronze, lips in Devil’s Plum. It doesn’t taste like plum. But that’s an isolated opinion. Further research subjects needed. Want to try?”
Her painted lips were curved, mischievous, far too knowing. Jayne backed out of the room.
2) Asleep, surrounded by white and metal surfaces, she looked far younger than seventeen.
“What are you -?”
“Just passing through, doc,” he drawled.
3) Fanty and Mingo got them a job that for once, for once, went like clockwork and paid off big. Mal bought them all booze, Jayne took his share and bought some more, and Wash and Kaylee hooked up something in the cargo bay that could generously be called a sound system. River had half a glass of something amber-coloured and leapt lightly onto a cargo trolley, twirling in a slow circle, suddenly looking as though she was actually in possession of a pair of hips. Jayne stared fixedly at his cup and pretended not to have noticed.
4) Jayne insulted Simon and she punched him in the arm, very hard. He punched back. She dodged it. “Try again,” she said, but he didn’t.
5) “Look, you’re kind of my last choice here, but I just…” Simon ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “Can you just watch her? For five minutes? While I go and fetch some meds?”
River’s forehead glistened with sweat, her wrists were thin and impossibly fragile, and the words coming out of her mouth made no sense. Jayne’s stomach tied itself into a knot.
“Do I look like a gorram nursemaid?” he growled, and walked out of the room.
6) “You’re putting it back together wrong,” River told him, staring at the gun in his hands with very wide eyes.
“Look, kid.” He smirked. “I think I know how to reassemble my own –”
She gave her best what are you, stupid? face. “Older model. Two pins behind the barrel. Here.” She stepped closer and held out her hand, clicked her fingers impatiently.
After a moment, Jayne kicked out a chair.