Fandom: The Losers
Pairing: Jensen/Cougar, Pooch/Jolene, with hints of Roque/Clay
Length: 3466
Author on LJ: merry_gentry
Author's Website: Fanfiction Master List

Why this must be read:
Written in response to the prompt "Clay wondered if his life would be any easier if his unit had all been human. He figures, probably not.", this is a fantastic series which blends the paranormal deftly into canon with all the right touches. Clay can make people do what he wants. Roque is a hellfiend - literally. Pooch innately knows how to fix anything. Jensen can wind his way through the most complicated systems without touching a keyboard. And Cougar? Cougar can turn into a cougar.

It's subtle and in-character and it's incredibly well-done. The second story is a series of origin vignettes, which all hit my narrative kinks so hard, and the third is ridiculously adorable. To the point of inducing cavities.

Excerpt:
People don’t like it when other people can turn into huge vicious cats at will. It makes them wonder about the safety of certain arteries in their necks and just what those sharp teeth and big, clawed paws could do to them.

And so Cougar got all the shit jobs. The suicide runs. And he survived again and again and again and he stopped talking when he didn’t have to – although who did he have to talk to, when his own team-mates barely said more than three words at a time to him? He kept his head down and his eyes covered by the shadow of his hat brim and he did what he was told.

And then Cougar got transferred to Lieutenant Colonel Franklin Clay’s team.

It’s a little difficult to feel like the weird one when there’s a tech-ghost and a hell-fiend on the same team as you.

Normality Is Such An Over-rated Word
Piece By Piece To Make A Whole
These Paws Are Made For Walking

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"What happened?" She asked, staring from Pete to Myka, who were still glaring at each other.

"Claudia." Pete knelt down next to her, like she was some damn child. She could feel her chest raising and falling faster and faster as she anticipated the next words that came out of Pete's mouth.