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crack_van2013-01-03 12:57 pm
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Convergence by deslea (Explicit)
Happy New Year and happy the fact that Judgement Day (biblical, Skynet-initiated, Mayan, or otherwise) is not yet upon us! I'll be reccing for the Terminator 'verse this month, so get ready for more of the mental mindfuckery that only TSCC can bring!
Fandom: Terminator / Terminator: the Sarah Connor Chronicles
Pairing: Sarah/Derek
Length: 14.2k
Author on LJ:
deslea
Author Website: Literatti
Why this must be read: "Convergence" will scramble your brains as much as anything actually shown in TSCC canon. Following the cliffhanger of "Born to Run," Sarah does what she needs to do to ensure that humanity still gets its savior and the Reese brothers still go back in time. There's an impressive blend of old and new characters, some good shippy times, and though it'll take a bit for everything to make sense, this story is well worth the read.
Convergence
Fandom: Terminator / Terminator: the Sarah Connor Chronicles
Pairing: Sarah/Derek
Length: 14.2k
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Literatti
Why this must be read: "Convergence" will scramble your brains as much as anything actually shown in TSCC canon. Following the cliffhanger of "Born to Run," Sarah does what she needs to do to ensure that humanity still gets its savior and the Reese brothers still go back in time. There's an impressive blend of old and new characters, some good shippy times, and though it'll take a bit for everything to make sense, this story is well worth the read.
"Well, the rabbit died," the nurse said as she wriggled back into her orange jumpsuit. "Bet the dad's a con, too, right? Great life your kid's gonna have there. Born on death row and straight into foster care - *and* on my taxes, thank you *very* much."
Sarah froze, staring up at the nurse in shock. The rabbit reference was lost on her, but holy *shit* the rest of it made sudden, nightmarish sense.
Images washed over her. Derek in his prison blues, clinging to her, covered in blood. Dragging her shirt over her head that night, loving her and cursing her in the same breath. Staring sightlessly at her, drenched in sunlight on Catherine Weaver's floor.
All this warred with a bizarre mental picture of Bugs Bunny holding up a blue pee stick. She almost asked what the rabbit thing was about, then decided against it. Instead, she echoed stupidly, "Pregnant?"
"What did you think all the puking was for, then, huh?"
*Radiation sickness or cancer,* she thought. *Who would have thought a sexually active woman in her thirties was just pregnant?* Waves of horror began to wash over her as it started to sink in; grimly, she pushed them down. She had things to take care of first.
The nurse picked up her chart. "Well, we'll start you on folate, and then-"
"Don't write it down," she said urgently.
He looked at her, frowning. "What's in it for me?"
"One less foster kid on your dime, for starters. Get me some RU-486, and then we'll talk trade." She didn't know if she would take them, but it would buy her time to figure it out. He didn't need to write it down if he thought she was going to get rid of it. Maybe she'd be out of the headlines and John well away in Mexico before anyone found out.
He put the pen down. "Just call it my civic duty," he said, shooting her a grin as he rapped on the glass to summon the guard.
He whistled as she was dragged away.
Convergence

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