“You people are insane,” DiNozzo informed him again as he walked back into his office.
“No shit. Do you want me to protest and say we’re not?” Jack asked as he took a tablet from Davis and read over the updates to the latest insanity coming out of Bluebook.
“Hello, this is Bob, I’m calling for Mr. Stark and would like to talk to Mr. Hammer,” Justine murmured into the mic of her phone.
“Mr. Hammer is busy,” the woman at the other end of the line said with a gulp.
“You want me to be what?”
“Stiles, we need someone who knows Derek, is comfortable with him, smells like him, and is willing to be touched by him,” Peter listed off their requirements for the role they wanted him to play.
“Thorin, Fili, and Kili will sleep with the stone until Mahal releases them,” Balin explained as Bilbo stared at the biers holding the Durin’s. “Dáin will keep things steady until Dís gets here to take the throne.”
Stiles held out his hand, pinky finger extended for Scott to shake. He smiled when the other boy shook his hand that way. “I’m glad you’re my friend.”
“And I’m glad you’re mine,” Scott said with a smile.
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“Well this is unexpected,” Gandalf murmured from his place by the gate.
Bilbo looked up from the inspection of his garden and smiled. “Hello there! You knew I was going to be planting a garden, Gandalf. I even told you it would be two this year.”
He needed to make sure he hedged every bet he could. His city wasn’t going to fall to the Wraith. Not while he could help. Even a little bit.
“Please,” T’Pol confirmed.
Title: Time to Make the Donuts Author: Ladyholder Fandom: SGA, NCIS Relationships: Tony/Ian, OC/OC, Bates/OC, John/Rodney. Elizabeth/Radek Genre: AU Wordcount: 15,685 Warnings: None Summary: A day in the life of Atlantis Beta: None 0200 AM AST “You need to come to bed earlier,” Ian murmured into…
“The thing most people forget about dogs” Amanda mussed. “Is that they are wolves in slightly more civilized clothes.”
John woke up slowly and smiled. Rodney was curled up into his side, one leg thrown over his. John ran one hand up and down his lover’s back and tried not to let his touch wander.
“I can knit,” Beryl snapped as she purled her stitch and started a new row of her blanket.
“So, you can be civilized,” Harry heard as he sipped his coffee.
Harry looked up at his unexpected guest and suppressed a sigh and a bump of old, unwanted irritation. “And yet, you can’t. Interrupting a man’s lunch to butt in while being a smartarse,” he snapped out without thinking.
“My darling, my dearest, my most lovely partner who I worship every chance I get!”
Steve stared at the phone in his hand for a moment before he put it back to his ear. “You’re surrounded by your coworkers, aren’t you Tony?”
“You betcha, darling. I can’t wait to see you again. You’ll be here next Saturday?”
“You know, when you asked me out on a date, this wasn’t where I expected it to be,” Tony commented as he settled into the prone shooter’s stance Ian had shown him. Their hearing protection allowed voices to get through, which was good because shouting would have been a pain in the ass.
“You remember how we were wondering if magicals were functionally a separate species of human?” Harry asked as he grabbed the menu at his spot on the table and looked it over. “Do they serve alcohol here?”
“Yes, I remember that discussion in fifth year and no, they don’t,” Hermione said.
One of the things that Beryl liked least about being the boss was having to call meetings to pass on the directives from on high. But she was the one running the Housekeeping and Supply departments, so she had to call them when she had directives to pass on. For good or for bad. Thankfully, this was one that she was happy to cooperate with.
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“Well that’s something,” Harry said as he stared at Terrance. “The teachers are prepared to finally stand up?”
“Lad, the only reason Minerva hasn’t killed all the Death Eaters besides Snape currently in the castle is she can’t be certain worse ones won’t show up,” Terrance admitted. “And she knows, for painful fact, that there are worse ones than Snape and the Carrows.”