Summary: Underneath his normally starched exterior, Sir James Lester was wearing a leather thong.
Author's Note: Many thanks to fredbassett for letting my borrow Lyle and for beta-reading the fic for me. Also thanks to fififolle whose comment inspired and then incited this ficlet.
( thong, thong, thong )
Song: Heroes ~ The Wallflowers
Summary: Even R2-D2 got to kick ass a few times.rodloxfredbassett
Abby was trying to comfort Connor, who was pouting about Nick calling him R2-D2.
"Artoo is the only one that knows the entire history of the Skywalkers. He delivered the Death Star plans to the Rebel Alliance."
She laid a hand on Connor's shoulder, continuing to rattle off what she knew of everyone's favorite droid until she realized Connor was looking at her strangely.
"What," she asked. "I'm just saying it's not the size of the bloke in the fight but the size of the fight in the bloke. Maybe Cutter appreciates the size of the fight in you."
Song: People Are Strange ~ Echo and The Bunnymen
Summary: She was baking!
Authors Note: The Other-Team & Other-Helen are sorta original characters created by me.
"This is all too weird. She's baking now, for God's sake!"
Abby grinned at Cutter's exasperation. Since Other-Helen and the Other-Team had set foot through the future anomaly, they'd had their share of weird moments with them. It amused Abby that none of the other Others bothered Cutter nearly as much. He wasn't used to seeing someone in the guise of his wife acting so, well, nice and domestic.
She was saying as much when Connor stumbled in.
"I like this Bizarro-Helen," he mumbled round a mouthful of chocolate biscuit. "Can we keep her and send ours back instead?"
Song: Mamma Mia ~ ABBA
Summary: It was an irresistible temptation...
He knew it was wrong, a bit pervy, but it was an irresistible temptation. So Connor leaned his head against the wall, closed his eyes and delighted in the sounds emanating from behind the door. She splashed about, her voice rising and falling at all the right moments, taking pleasure in her weekly ritual. She would kill Connor if she knew he spent every Wednesday night outside the loo while she did her 'girl things' in the tub, but he couldn't help it.
Disco had never sounded as lovely to his ears as it did when Abby was singing it.
Song: When The Night Comes ~ Joe Cocker
Summary: Who was holding Nick?
It was in the night that Connor had felt the most alone. He'd be left to the dark thoughts that made his heart hurt and his mind race. He'd think of Tom and Stephen and Ryan and he'd want to cry. Sometimes he did cry. But then, one night, Abby crawled into bed with him. He'd wrapped his arms around her as she snuggled against him, her damp cheek pressing against his chest. Somehow, he'd felt better then, knowing that neither of them was alone.
But he'd had to wonder who was holding Cutter, letting him know he wasn't alone.