TSCC Fic Recs...
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cj2017Chasing down fan fic for TSCC is a mission and a half. With no central, comprehensive archive out there, figuring out the three bloody dots is easier than ensuring you don’t miss out on a decent story. So I decided to cobble together a list of some that I’ve enjoyed (YMMMV.)
Jameronians move along… nothing to see here…
Derek/Sarah
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indiefic is one of the definitive voices for Sarah/Derek; funny, tender, brutal, painful and often sexy as hell. Anything by this author is worth reading and there’s an excellent recs list at this lj to boot. Find all at http://indiefic-scc.livejournal.com/7984.html
If I had to pick favourites…
And So It Went (Adult) – Derek didn’t like Sarah… much. An ongoing series of snapshot scenes in the Connor household where D&S seem to spend an awful lot of time pushing each others’ buttons. (Linked to first part, subsequent chapters available at the above site)
The Price of Victory (Teen) – Bleak and heart-breaking and just a perfect resolution for a show whose characters are fighting against the end of the world.
Backup (Teen) – A gorgeous episode coda for Mr Ferguson is Ill Today, with a killer of a last line.
A Life More Ordinary (Teen) – I love this. Sarah drunk and brutally honest, in a car with Derek. Home truths, bitterness, what ifs?, Kyle and Stan, Stan the Car Man. Simply brilliant.
Next To Godliness (NC17) – This almost gave me a heart attack the first time I read it. Explicit, filthy fun.
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Salvation in the Grass (Teen) byroxybisquaint – Lovely piece providing closure for Sarah and Derek with regards to Kyle.
The Grocery List (PG13) byroxybisquaint – Short, savage little fic which manages to sum up the Sarah/Derek dynamic in 500 words. Which is a very good effort.
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Untitled bylife_on_queen – A short but very sweet scene from a longer unpublished fic, that fills my little Hurt/Comfort boots with joy.
Derek/Sarah smut…
Grin and Bear It (NC17) byeveragaby - One of my all-time favourites. Derek and Sarah set up the perfect, nuclear family, figuring Skynet won’t think to look for them playing happy families in suburbia. Just when you think it’s all going to be bake-sales and mowing lawns, they have amazingly hot sex outside the Parent Teacher Conference. Awesome doesn’t come close…
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Testify (NC17) bysvilleficrecs – “unabashed porniness” but also with a sweet Kyle-related backstory before the smut. Which is then really hot.
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A Lifetime’s Worth (R) bymonimala – Thank goodness for Derek’s shower obsession. And for Sarah’s habit of interrupting them. Another fic with a gorgeous final line.
A Little Less Conversation (R) bymonimala. Tag for Automatic for the People. Sarah has a slightly better experience in the shower this time around.
Redefinition (R) bymonimala. Short but very sweet and we get to find out Sarah’s favourite ice cream
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Sarah-Centric
Different, with People (PG13) by masked-spangler – Thought-provoking fic that fits in well with the themes touched upon in Some Must Watch… Mention of rape.
Bulletproof (PG) by masked-spangler – Missing scene from Complications providing a bit of a thaw in the Sarah/Riley relationship.
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Sarah/Cameron
La Petite Mort (NC17) bytrancer21 – There aren’t many S/C fics that work for me. I don’t know whether it’s just too big a leap for me to see them together, or whether it’s the reliance on fan fic cliché that seems to be so prevalent in this sub-genre. This one, however, did work. Sarah remains in character and maintains her edge, Cameron is well… Cameron and it’s both funny and incredibly sexy. Enjoy.
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Sarah/Ellison
Not a pairing I’ve ever really considered or considered likely, but these two ficlets were on the recent Porn Battle site and are well worth a read.
If You Want to Live (Hard R) bypellucid
A Small Crime (Hard R) bypellucid
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Feel free to suggest any that I’ve missed!
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Date: 2009-03-16 08:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-16 09:11 pm (UTC)PAT is Penetrating Abdominal Trauma but I'm guessing it's a North American term (or usage). Here's the rough draft of what comes before the other:
Derek pulls into the emergency bay and throws the transmission into park. From the duffle, he pulls out a baseball cap and pulls it low over his eyes. A security guard sees the truck.
"Sir, you can't park here." Derek pushes the driver side door open.
"Get me a gurney, she's been shot." He reaches across the bench and pulls Sarah towards him. "Get a gurney!"
The rentacop hesitates. Derek pushes past him, Sarah in his arms, running now. The doors slide open in front of him.
"I need a doctor. I need a doctor now!" An orderly approaches him, palms up, "Calm down, sir, and tell me –"
"She's been shot."
A nurse pushes up a gurney. "Put her down here."
Derek steps back as medics start to crowd around Sarah, pushing the gurney towards the trauma rooms. The nurse walks with him "Can you tell me your name, sir?"
"Frank Gale."
"Okay, Mr. Gale, can you tell us what happened?"
Derek runs a hand over his face, "We were camping. I'd been teaching her to shoot and I was just cleaning the gun. I thought it was unloaded, I thought-" he breaks off, 'unable' to continue. He's had 20 minutes to think of a cover story.
At the security doors, the nurse buzzes the gurney through but stops Derek on the public side. "What kind of gun was it?"
"Beretta 9 mil. I swear, I thought it was unloaded."
"It's okay, Mr. Gale, we're going to take care of her. Can you tell us your friend's name?"
"Sarah, Sarah Gale, " he hesitates, "She's my wife."
"How long since your wife was shot, Mr. Gale?"
"Two hours. We were camping. I didn't have my phone. I tried to get her here as fast as I could," Derek hung his head, "Oh, God. Is she going to die?"
She squeezes his arm, "We're going to take good care of Sarah, Mr. Gale. Wait here. A doctor will be out to talk to you as soon as we know how Sarah's doing, okay?"
Derek nods without making eye contact. She leads him to the waiting area. "In the meantime, can you tell me if Sarah has any medical conditions we should know about, any allergies?"
Derek hasn't a fucking clue, really but he gives he information he can. After the nurse gets the history, she nods to the orderly coming down the corridor from triage, clipboard in hand, "Gwen is going to give you some forms to fill out, while I check on Sarah, okay?"
Derek nods and takes the clipboad, waiting until they've both left him alone to dump it and hit the exit. Outside the security guard calls to him, "Sir you can't leave your vehicle here."
"I'm just going to park around back." Derek climbs in and steps on the brake. His hand shakes as he reaches for the gearshift. He makes a fist and releasess it, then he puts the Jeep into drive.
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Date: 2009-03-16 09:12 pm (UTC)Katie Grace touches her passcard to the electronic lock and waits for the door to the emergency ward to open. She stops at the doors to Trauma Two and pulls on a disposable gown and a face shield before walking into the treatment room. The surgical fellow arrives on her heels.
On the table in the centre of the room, the trauma team is working on Sarah, cutting off her clothes, replacing Derek's bandages with a fresh dressing while the trauma resident slides a breathing tube down her throat.
"Sarah Gale, 35 years old, no known allergies, no drugs or booze, no pre-existing medical conditions," she announces to the room.
"Did you get the calibre?"
"Nine millimetre," she pulls on a pair of gloves, "The husband says he was cleaning his gun."
"Jesus, when will these guys learn," a nurse mutters as she cuts off Sarah's bra.
The surgeon steps to the table. "Give me the bullet."
"White female, 35, GSW to the abdomen. Patient is unresponsive, GCS of 7; hypotensive: BP on arrival was 70/32, heart rate 164 BPM, radial pulse absent, belly is rigid." The resident checks the oxygen flow, "Intubated, o2 is 98 per cent."
"I can't get a line in," Katie announces.
"Start a central line," the surgeon snaps, "Call up to surgery, tell them we've got a PAT coming up for an immediate ex-lap." He pokes under the bandage. "How old is that wound?"
"Two hours. Maybe more," Katie says. "They were camping in the national park. He drove her straight here."
The surgeon presses on her stomach and frowns. The resident announces that the central line is in.
"Hang two bags of ringers and start two units of O-neg on the rapid infuser," the surgeon orders, "Run a trauma panel – CBC, UA, electrolytes, clotting study, and type and cross-match for eight units of type-specific. How much O-neg do we have in the fridge?"
Katie checks, "Another six."
The other nurse cuts off Sarah's jeans and boots, her underwear, covers her with a surgical sheet.
The resident looks at the heart monitor, "She's getting tachy."
"She's nearly exsanguinated," the surgeon growls. "Push epinephrine and start another two O-neg on the rapid infuser and tell the lab to put a rush on the type-specific."
"Thoracotomy?"
The surgeon shakes his head, "If the bullet hit the Iliac or the Abdominal Aorta, she'd be dead already."
His hands travel over her body, checking her heartbeat, breath sounds, belly. He pulls back the sheet, presses on her pelvis, checks her vagina and rectum for blood, and inserts a catheter while the resident puts another tube down her nose into her stomach.
"She's been in the wars. I've got a healed GSW to the upper right thigh. Healed wound and surgical scar to the left thigh."
"Another GSW to the right shoulder and a puncture wound of some kind," the resident adds.
"Let's roll her." The resident controls Sarah's head to protect her airway as the team moves Sarah to her side.
"I've got what looks like an entrance wound left of the spine below the waist."
Katie puts a temporary dressing over the wound before they lie her back down.
"You said the husband was cleaning his gun?"
Katie nods. "That's his story."
"Tell security to make sure he doesn't leave and have Gwen put a rush on the PD. I think they're gonna want to talk to this guy. And call the lab, I need that type-specific."
She picks up the phone and dials triage.
"How are her vitals?"
The resident checks the machine. "BP's up to 78/39; heartrate's holding steady. NG tube is negative for blood."
The surgeon nods, "Okay, she's not going to get any more stable until we get in there and plug those holes. Start IV antibiotics and call Surgery, tell'em we're on our way."
"Husband's done a runner," Katie announces, already dialing the surgical floor.
"There's a surprise." The resident shakes his head.
"OR 3's ready for you," Katie tells 'em.
The surgeon nods, "Let's move like we have a purpose."
(alas, it's not terribly interesting and I'm having trouble with the people moving around and names and such)
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Date: 2009-05-31 05:13 pm (UTC)If you're "not terribly interesting" then I'm obviously a boring person cause I like this >.>.
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Date: 2009-06-01 02:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-06-02 03:24 am (UTC)Speaking of nudges, you get mah email, or did it get lost in transit? Cause, yanno, blast crisis, exploding organs, and Madam Leather Knickers = good times all around. XD
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Date: 2009-06-02 06:05 am (UTC)Heh. I know I certainly don't! Don't tell her I sent you, she'll kick my ass ;-)
I got it! Night shifts hon, night shifts. Well, night shifts and unseasonably warm (for this country!) weather that has seen me sitting on my lazy ass outside with my shorts on writing um... well, smut... instead of sitting at the PC. Mea culpa, give me ten minutes and check yer inbox!
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Date: 2009-06-02 06:17 am (UTC)*And the peasants rejoice*
(no subject)
Date: 2009-06-02 06:57 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-06-02 07:03 am (UTC)And... really? You'd think the weather would totally reinforce the content! XD
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Date: 2009-06-02 07:27 am (UTC)Hot weather + smut = very, very hot writer. It's not healthy.
PS - that email... I'm writing it right now!