Sunday, February 12, 2017

Sunday Snippet: Finding Calm

The Walking Dead returns tonight and I'm torn between wanting to watch and not. I'm feeling very bleh today and might hold off and watch later.

The Flash is getting good. Not that it wasn't already, but I like how much they've upped the stakes and how the Flashpoint 'verse continues to bleed into the current reality.

Legends of Tomorrow also keeps getting better. And it's renewed for season three, which makes me very happy. I'm gutted over Rip becoming a marginalized version of his former self. Here's hoping that changes soon.

Arrow finally had some payoff for the bitchtastic reporter. Oliver just can't pick 'em. I do love the addition of Dinah and look forward to her interactions with the team. Rene and Quinton made me so happy. I love the dynamic there.

Riverdale again had a terrific show. The Betty and Veronica, B & V, team-up kicked major ass and seeing Alice get punched in the face made me happy. I'm kind of hoping we'll get to see what makes her such a harpified menace. Can't wait for this week's episode.

And that's it for television this week. Tonight's post is from Finding Calm, a sexy short about reuniting with the one person that makes life complete.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Hank and Sunny have danced around finding happiness together so many times. Sunny botches it and learns a hard lesson at the hands of a crazed kidnapper. She finally wants to meet Hank on equal footing but the timing never seems right. Surely her cosmic bad luck has to take an upswing sooner or later.

And a sneaky peek…

Josh mistook the four-day tryst as more and wanted to hop the station when Sunny disembarked. She tried to be as gentle as possible, letting him down. She had a life to get back to and he couldn't be part of it. She left him behind without much of a thought, her mind back on her job and Hank. She needed to see his face, after hearing his voice. Tuned out the niggling drone of reason and went with her heart. Caught sight of Hank heading toward her in the empty landing bay and rushed into his open-armed embrace. He picked her up and spun her around like a whirlwind. She laughed and it felt so damned good.
He set her back on her feet. "It's good to see you."
She grinned and the gesture felt foreign. "What about quarantine?"
Hank scowled. "Screw it. If they find anything in sickbay they can keep me with you." He wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Besides, someone will have to keep you from driving the med team insane."
Sunny reached up and twined their fingers together. "And you volunteered? What's the occasion?"
Hank got serious. "I missed you. When we thought you'd been lost—" He didn't finish the statement.
Probably a good thing. Sunny didn't know if she could handle deep emotion at the moment.
She let him lead her toward sickbay. "I've got intel. Need to debrief."
He nodded. "As soon as you get checked out."
She tensed. "And if they find something wrong?" Her mind went to the second scar she'd discovered.
Hank shrugged. "You'll go in the Iso-Unit and they'll debrief you there."
Sunny stopped walking, halting their progress. "They? Where are you going to be?"
He cracked a sheepish grin. "My guess? The brig. I don't exactly have permission to be here."
His admission warmed her. "You're an idiot. I'm not important enough for you to buck protocol." She started down the corridor again.
He frowned. "Yes, Sunny, you are." He grabbed her shoulder and tugged her to a stop. "Look, you've been through a bitch of a time. I couldn't let you come back to an empty landing bay. We're family and that just doesn’t happen."
Sunny thought about chastising him, but couldn't. It meant a lot to her that he'd been there. Probably more than it should… and she loved him for it.
Her stomach did a ridiculous flip flop. She loved him. Loved him, loved him.
The knowledge bowled her over. It could never work, not really. But sure felt nice to think about for a while.
Hank preceded her into sickbay. "Doc. I've got your favorite patient on my heels."
Doctor Gearhart shook his head. "Oh no. What've you gone and done, Major?" He swept a curtain back and ushered both into an alcove. "You're not supposed to have contact until she's cleared." Gearhart shot Sunny a blistering glance.
Hank stepped up. "Look, Doc. She didn't set off any of the sensors for immediate isolation, so what's the harm?"
The doctor lifted a brow. "Did you go off and get a medical degree when I wasn't looking?" He handed Sunny a patient smock and thrust one in Hank's direction.
Hank blushed but stood his ground. "You're really gonna make me go through quarantine, too?"
The doctor smiled. "Damned right I am. Drop trou, Major. And be quick about it." He waved to one of his med team. "Gonna have to have full decon initiated of this alcove and the corridor you used to get here." He exited the alcove, muttering about stupidity and insanity.
Sunny chuckled. "I have a feeling you're going to be present during my debrief after all." She shucked her pants and lifted her shirt over her head.
Hank shrugged. "Guess it's better than spending time in the brig."
Sunny laughed. God, she'd missed him.

I'm having a lot of fun with this one.

That's it for this week. Catch everyone on the flipside.

ML Skye

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