Fic Request Meme

[seren_ccd]

Meme I got from aj

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level. (If you absolutely can't write, I don't see why you wouldn't be able to offer drawings or icons or something instead.)

I will be totally honest though, I'm on limited internet access, so the drabbles may take a few days, but they will arrive!

1. Janice Rand/Jim Kirk for aj
2. McCoy/Chapel for valoscope
3. Pepper/Tony for vega_ofthe_lyre
4. Reaper!John and Sam for hiddencait

Comments

[seren-ccd.livejournal.com]

Christine sighed as she watched her ex-fiancé shake the hand of his new sponsors. His 'research assistant' Andrea on his arm.

God, why was she even here?

Oh, yes.

The plan had been to show up looking hot as hell, dance the night away with some young men, laughing gaily and ignoring Roger who would be green with envy.

In other words: She was a masochist.

Funny how those types of tendencies show up when one least expects them. Christine sighed again.

"Buy you a drink?" a voice drawled.

"You can't. It's a free bar," Christine said not bothering to look over.

"You're absolutely correct. Procure you a drink?" the voice asked again. Christine pursed her lips and turned to face the man who was interrupting her private pity party.

Well.

Hello.

He was tall and obviously well-built if the shoulder width of the suit was anything to go by. His eyes were that shade of hazel where they were green one second and brown the next. His face was ruggedly handsome, this was no polished professor, no sir.

Maybe Christine's plan was still salvageable.

"Sure," she said. "I've love a procured drink."

"Let me guess, gin and tonic?" he asked his voice actually doing things to her stomach.

"With more 'g' than 't', thank you," she said. He signaled for the bartender. "I'm Christine."

"Leonard," he said shaking her hand. Oh, nice hands. Warm, strong, with gorgeous fingers. "Now that we've got that out of the way. I've got to tell you that that dress you're wearing is making me think all kinds of inappropriate thoughts."

"What? This old thing?" she said indicating her borrowed dark red spaghetti strap dress, that had a modest neckline and no back to speak of that came to just above her knees. "And may I say, it's very forward of you to say such things."

"Why waste time on frivolity?" he said taking their drinks from the bartender.

"Why indeed," she said letting her fingers brush his when he handed over her drink. He smirked and let his index finger trail down the length of hers. The shiver that went through her body was not fake.

"What should we drink to?" he asked.

"Mmm, how about directness and no strings?" she suggested, not recognizing the woman who had apparently just taken over her body.

Leonard raised an eyebrow and said, "Directness and no strings? Cheers."

They clinked their drinks together.

***

Christine woke up the next day in an unfamiliar hotel room with all sorts of aches in very pleasant places. She looked over at the gentleman she'd actually had the audacity to go home with. He was sprawled on his stomach with one hand resting gently on her hip. She smiled and quietly extricated herself from the bed. She dressed silently and left a note on the pillow that simply said, 'Thank you.'

As she walked home, feeling no shame, by the way, she was struck with a kind of regret that she'd probably never see him again.

***

Two years later, during her Xenobiology lecture, a student towards the back of the class started an argument with the professor. The student's voice reminded her of gin and tonics, strong hands and full body shivers. Christine smiled.

[valoscope.livejournal.com]

I'm wearing a huge grin myself. To directness and no strings! Thanks!

[seren-ccd.livejournal.com]

Eee! I'm so glad you liked it! I had no idea Christine was going to be so forthright, but Bones showed up and, well, who could blame her?

[hiddencait.livejournal.com]

Lord who WOULDN'T say yes to that kind of one night stand???? I love how she completely forgets to think of her evil plan once the smexy shows up. Amazing how that man can block out all other thoughts lol