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crack_van2006-02-10 03:36 pm
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Dreaming of Angels by Barbretta Hayden (PG-13)
Fandom: THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN (LB ATF AU)
Pairing: N/A
Author on LJ: Not that I know of
Author Website: None, (fic can be found at Blackraptor)
Why this must be read:
Since I'm trying to introduce as many of the AUs as possible, I can't leave out the Little Britches (LB) ATF AU. This works on the same premise as the OW LB AU, that JD and Vin were young children when they met and joined the others. In this case, they're found by Chris during what should be a routine search of a warehouse for gun runners.
In that split-second moment of time, it would have been difficult if not impossible to say who was more surprised; Captain Chris Larabee of the ATF, or the small child Chris had dead in his sights.
"Shit!" Chris quickly pointed his gun toward the ceiling and took a deep breath to steady his nerves. Hours spent searching the old, abandoned warehouse had left him both edgy and frustrated. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
Big, brown eyes peered up at him through a tangle of long, dark bangs and a small mouth turned down in a pout. "Nothin'."
Chris gritted his teeth and wiped one hand across his face. He did not need this kind of aggravation. Not today. Not ever. "Go home before I arrest you for trespassing."
Clutching a crumpled fast-food bag in his hands, the boy ducked his head and began walking past the irate captain.
"Didn't you hear me? I said go home!"
"I am. Home's over there." The child stopped and pointed to a stack of broken crates piled in one corner of the warehouse's loading dock.
Dreaming of Angels
Pairing: N/A
Author on LJ: Not that I know of
Author Website: None, (fic can be found at Blackraptor)
Why this must be read:
Since I'm trying to introduce as many of the AUs as possible, I can't leave out the Little Britches (LB) ATF AU. This works on the same premise as the OW LB AU, that JD and Vin were young children when they met and joined the others. In this case, they're found by Chris during what should be a routine search of a warehouse for gun runners.
In that split-second moment of time, it would have been difficult if not impossible to say who was more surprised; Captain Chris Larabee of the ATF, or the small child Chris had dead in his sights.
"Shit!" Chris quickly pointed his gun toward the ceiling and took a deep breath to steady his nerves. Hours spent searching the old, abandoned warehouse had left him both edgy and frustrated. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
Big, brown eyes peered up at him through a tangle of long, dark bangs and a small mouth turned down in a pout. "Nothin'."
Chris gritted his teeth and wiped one hand across his face. He did not need this kind of aggravation. Not today. Not ever. "Go home before I arrest you for trespassing."
Clutching a crumpled fast-food bag in his hands, the boy ducked his head and began walking past the irate captain.
"Didn't you hear me? I said go home!"
"I am. Home's over there." The child stopped and pointed to a stack of broken crates piled in one corner of the warehouse's loading dock.
Dreaming of Angels
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