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Incandesence by elmathelas (PG - NC17)
Greetings! I'm Faith, and I'm once again driving the LOTRIPS Crack Van. I drove it last March and I'm pleased to be able to start the new year off with you guys.
Fandom: LOTRIPS
Pairing: Billy/Dom, Billy/Ali
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elmathelas
Author Website: LJ Memories
Why this must be read: Affectionally known as the "crack!baby" fic. I went through the memories and was surprised that this hadn't been recced before, seeing as I recall a lot of talk about it when it was being written. Dom has settled in the Great White North of Maine and adopted a daughter with special needs. Billy flies out from Glasgow (and Ali) to help Dom settle in and take care of the wee one. What was supppsed to be a few days turns out to be a much longer stay than planned... and seeing as there's a "Billy/Dom" pairing up there, you should be able to tell what happens.
elmathelas did such a good putting together this story. It rings true to the people involved, and even the medical conditions that Dom's daughter goes through in her first months. It tugs at your heartstrings, it does.
In the kitchen Billy struggled to hold on to the information he had received in the past few days. Billy, you’ve got to come over. I’m bringing her home Tuesday. He washed his hands in the sink, running the hot water until his skin turned beet red, lathering the soap over and over again. Ali, I’ve got to go to New York for a while, and then Dom’s call, the house he had borrowed in Maine, the long cab ride from Boston. He drank a glass of water from the tap, still warm from the hot water left there, and remembered Ali’s face when he’d told her, all love and concern. You’ve got to go, she’d said, I just can’t believe Dom has a baby. He’d immediately imagined the unspoken and I don’t, then wondered why he had, then wondered again, but it was too late to ask, too close to the hour of his leaving, and she had been nothing but supportive and kind, hugging him close when he left, but not visiting that subject again.
Incandesence
Fandom: LOTRIPS
Pairing: Billy/Dom, Billy/Ali
Author on LJ:
elmathelasAuthor Website: LJ Memories
Why this must be read: Affectionally known as the "crack!baby" fic. I went through the memories and was surprised that this hadn't been recced before, seeing as I recall a lot of talk about it when it was being written. Dom has settled in the Great White North of Maine and adopted a daughter with special needs. Billy flies out from Glasgow (and Ali) to help Dom settle in and take care of the wee one. What was supppsed to be a few days turns out to be a much longer stay than planned... and seeing as there's a "Billy/Dom" pairing up there, you should be able to tell what happens.
elmathelas did such a good putting together this story. It rings true to the people involved, and even the medical conditions that Dom's daughter goes through in her first months. It tugs at your heartstrings, it does.In the kitchen Billy struggled to hold on to the information he had received in the past few days. Billy, you’ve got to come over. I’m bringing her home Tuesday. He washed his hands in the sink, running the hot water until his skin turned beet red, lathering the soap over and over again. Ali, I’ve got to go to New York for a while, and then Dom’s call, the house he had borrowed in Maine, the long cab ride from Boston. He drank a glass of water from the tap, still warm from the hot water left there, and remembered Ali’s face when he’d told her, all love and concern. You’ve got to go, she’d said, I just can’t believe Dom has a baby. He’d immediately imagined the unspoken and I don’t, then wondered why he had, then wondered again, but it was too late to ask, too close to the hour of his leaving, and she had been nothing but supportive and kind, hugging him close when he left, but not visiting that subject again.
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