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the-hobbet.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2006-03-11 05:54 pm
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Sins of Our Mothers by LKY (PG-13)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: none (gen)
Author on LJ:
lky
Author Website: Tales by LKY
Why this must be read:
LKY is another active writer of Sentinel fiction and the fans are LucKY to have her :-). I considered reccing her award-winning 'Attribute of the Strong' (don't miss it), but decided on this story which introduces the roller-coaster AU, Lineage of Lies.
Why is a kidnapped Blair a threat to national security? What happened to flaky flower-child Naomi? LKY makes a wildly unexpected scenario plausible, and gripping.
That was the last straw. Jim was tired, worried sick and frustratingly out of ideas on how to find his guide. Now there were strangers stealing his coffee. He didn't need this crap.
"Well, please make yourselves as comfortable as hell," he said sarcastically as he holstered his gun and slammed the door shut with his foot. He looked again at the beautiful redheaded woman. "I've been trying to reach you for 48 hours."
"I know. I need your help." Naomi gave him a calm look. "Blair needs your help."
Jim watched as she moved forward and stood behind the man sitting at the table. She was different, and he wasn't just thinking about her clothes. She talked, walked and held herself totally differently to the last time he'd seen her. She didn't ask where Blair was, yet she knew he was in trouble.
She knew.
Sins of Our Mothers
Pairing: none (gen)
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Tales by LKY
Why this must be read:
LKY is another active writer of Sentinel fiction and the fans are LucKY to have her :-). I considered reccing her award-winning 'Attribute of the Strong' (don't miss it), but decided on this story which introduces the roller-coaster AU, Lineage of Lies.
Why is a kidnapped Blair a threat to national security? What happened to flaky flower-child Naomi? LKY makes a wildly unexpected scenario plausible, and gripping.
That was the last straw. Jim was tired, worried sick and frustratingly out of ideas on how to find his guide. Now there were strangers stealing his coffee. He didn't need this crap.
"Well, please make yourselves as comfortable as hell," he said sarcastically as he holstered his gun and slammed the door shut with his foot. He looked again at the beautiful redheaded woman. "I've been trying to reach you for 48 hours."
"I know. I need your help." Naomi gave him a calm look. "Blair needs your help."
Jim watched as she moved forward and stood behind the man sitting at the table. She was different, and he wasn't just thinking about her clothes. She talked, walked and held herself totally differently to the last time he'd seen her. She didn't ask where Blair was, yet she knew he was in trouble.
She knew.
Sins of Our Mothers

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